Podcasts about Bud

The guys talk about football, getting arrested, and learn about aura farming. They also power rank Nickelodeon shows.Follow the show: @passthegravypod, @AlexJMiddleton, @NotPatDionne, and @RobertBarbosa03

Dnešní díl věnujeme povídání s mezzosopranistkou Karolínou Berkovou. Jaké bylo její dětství a jak ji nasměrovalo k hudbě? Život Karolíny Berkové opsal oblouk z rodného Tábora, přes konzervatoř v Českých Budějovicích, na pražskou AMU a dále do světa, na prkna slavných koncertních sálů. Před pár lety se Karolína Berková vrátila domů na malé město. Jaké krásné role Karolína ztvárnila? A co pro ni znamená duchovní hudba? V rozhovoru se zamýšlíme také nad mateřstvím a skloubením rodinného života s kariérou hudebníka. Laskavý rozhovor s touto ženou s krásným hlasem je pohlazením po duši.

The Crossman family farm has been a cornerstone of legacy and love since 1925, when Walter R. Crossman first purchased the land. His son Bud joined him at 18, later expanding the operation with his wife, Sandy, to support their growing family. From remodeling the barn to boosting genetics with registered Brown Swiss, Bud was always innovating. Their dedication paid off when their daughter’s photo with a Brown Swiss landed on the cover of Hoard’s Dairyman, sparking pen pals and later visitors from around the world. In 1984, Bud earned national recognition in Nashville for his small herd, marking his first vacation in over three decades. Though Bud passed away two years ago, his family’s deep-rooted connection to the farm, and to each other, lives on in every acre.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Not only are we being dorks by referring to Antichrist via a Brady Bunch meme, but we have made a "tribute" episode...to one of the best unusable shows we recorded! Due to severe audio issues that rendered half of the show hard to hear, we were not able to post a show about the now infamous interview between Tech Billionaire Peter Theil and conservative media commentator Ross Douthat. But God in his good Providence had good things in mind: with a few weeks of even more commentary and happenings in regards to that interview and Peter Theil, and even more so Bud and Bo's fruitful thinkings on tech and theosis due to their retreat last week, we pick up what is salvageable idea-wise from the now lost episode, and create something--even better!And as you can surmise, this has everything to do with different conceptions of the antichrist, and rival conceptions on salvation from said figure. Don't miss it! Iowa Catholic Radio Network Shows:Be Not Afraid with Fr. PJ McManusCatholic Women Now with Chris Magruder and Julie NelsonMaking It Personal with Bishop William JoensenMan Up! with Joe StopulusThe Catholic Morning Show with Dr. Bo BonnerThe Daily Gospel Reflection with Fr. Nick SmithThe Uncommon Good with Bo Bonner and Dr. Bud MarrFaith and Family Finance with Gregory WaddleWant to support your favorite show? Click Here

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Hulk Hogan passed away from the age of 71. Kristin Cabot the women from the Coldplay Kiss Cam has now resigned. Air Bud is coming back and making a new movie next summer.Make sure to also keep up to date with ALL our podcasts we do below that have new episodes every week:The Thought ShowerLet's Get WeirdCrisis on Infinite Podcasts

V oblastech narušených lidskou činností chybí původní druhy rostlin, které by se tam jinak vyskytovaly zcela přirozeně. Vědci o tom mluví jako o takzvané temné diverzitě. Na problém upozorňuje studie zveřejněná v prestižním časopisu Nature. Podílelo se na ní na 200 akademiků z celého světa, mezi nimi i Aleš Lisner a Marie Konečná z Přírodovědecké fakulty Jihočeské univerzity v Českých Budějovicích.Všechny díly podcastu Dopolední host můžete pohodlně poslouchat v mobilní aplikaci mujRozhlas pro Android a iOS nebo na webu mujRozhlas.cz.

This week we head to Carthage Missouri to attend the birth of a Wild West :Legend, the Bandit Queen Belle Starr,  We discuss her birth, her family, her brothers who all came to bad ends, including one who disappeared mysteriously.  We discuss her family's ties to the South as the Civil War came and went and her family's move to Scylene, Texas where she drove one of the wagons.  She idolized the James-Younger gang and learned how to shoot, eventually becoming a legendary outlaw and a planner of criminal activities, employing various criminals for various purposes, fencing their ill gotten gains and even arranging for their release from jail if they were caught.  She was eventually caught and charged with horse thievery and even that didn't stop her.  She served her time in Detroit before returning to a life of crime.  She was famously murdered and her murder remains unsolved.  In Arthur's corner we discuss the death of Ozzy Osbourne, the release of the game Secret of the Mimic and of course, Dandy's World in this wide ranging crazy episode of the Family Plot Podcast.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/family-plot--4670465/support.

Ben enjoys late-summer's lake fantasyBased on a work By glory_first. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The weather had been glorious in Eastern Tennessee for the last couple of weeks, making a mid-week August visit to the lake earlier in the morning warmly enjoyable, especially in combination with the likelihood of no one else being around as we enjoyed ourselves naked in the water and on the shore. I'm a fire fighter, so I work in 72 hour shifts, followed by 72 hours off. My wife, Cammy and I are naturalists and members of the Miller's Cove club, but she works a typical 9 to 5 job, so she can't join us this week day.Kathy, our bi-curious friend, & Diana, her new girlfriend were today's threesome.  Yesterday we were preparing to leave the lake at the end of another wonderfully hot day. Kathy has been swimming here for two decades at this point, and I'm quite sure that the previous time we fucked was not the only time she had so enjoyed herself in this naturalists' sanctuary. Especially as I had fingered her a couple times before and after that perfect July day in the middle of the lake, fucking in the water.Agreeing to meet early the next morning, the traditional gin and tonic supplies were left to me to handle. The gin, glasses, non-melting ice cubes and cool packs stored in a subzero freezer overnight, with limes and a couple of plastic bottles of tonic water in the refrigerator.The sign along the road read; ‘Miller's Cove Pecan Orchard.' But the drive through the mature trees leads to a gently sloping terrain, and a blueberry patch. The Miller family no longer lives on the orchard, but they formed a naturalists club 22 years ago. Arriving at almost the same time, we quickly unpacked, distributing the supplies to carry, and I put my helmet and jacket in the bike's bags. We walked about 50 yards along the sloping path, with Pecan trees to our left and blueberry bushes to our left & right. We continued into essential middle of the nudist area, this favored summer spot, a nice mix of sun and shade, with a fairly narrow but well maintained entrance to the water, with a broad sloping cove opening up to the rest of the lake. The spot could easily hold a few dozen people, with basic privacy.The ground was untypically dry as we spread out our quilts, a welcome indication of the sort of summer day we had before us, full of warm sun and cool water. We undressed quickly, wearing minimal clothes as we were. Diana was wearing a clinging cotton top with thin straps, sunglasses, loose hair, a pair of jeans, cotton sneakers, with simple comfortable black cotton panties.Kathy was wearing a fairly short skirt and a fairly thin, half unbuttoned top, without sleeves. We do have slightly different styles when undressing, as I generally take off my pants, then my shirt. In contrast, both Diane and Kathy generally take off their tops first, something I always appreciate, as a braless woman in jeans or skirt is extremely attractive. Watching an unembarrassed woman take off her top right next to me is delightful, as I find natural breasts udderly wonderful.Having two topless friends next to me as we undressed, allowed me another opportunity to appreciate the differences between the two. Kathy's tits are heavy pendulous, and full, with large nipples extending up out from the apex of her ‘ski-jump' terrain. Her nipples she loves having touched and nibbled, along with being squeezed, sucked hard, or rubbed and held as she is fucked ‘doggy-style.' As she would gladly admit, or demonstrate, there is a fairly direct connection between her nipples and her erotic center, one she is quite proud of.Kathy, in her later thirties, remains very proud of her breasts, which are often braless when she is being casual. Or shown off when she isn't being casual. Her creativity at showing them off is a well-developed art, something else she likes to be appreciated by others, at least in the proper contexts. It isn't quite about sex, as it is sexuality, and is something she knows will be different in the future, as she has more than occasionally remarked on, noting changes over the years.Facing me, she unbuttoned and took off her thin shirt, then gave me a tiny grin, followed by turning a bit and grinning even more broadly to Diane, forming our semi-circle, facing the cove. So in a sense, we were all screening each other from any casual gawkers while being able to see how empty the lake shore in this stretch truly was.I was already nude, and Diane had just about finished stepping out of her panties. Her hand was on my shoulder, head turned towards Kathy, who said; “Ben, remember last Friday?” then flounced her skirt quite teasingly. Her hands went to the top button, opening it, then she turned sideways to me, her gorgeous breasts hanging as she bent a bit more, and undid the next button. Her skirt was now loose enough for her to pull it up a bit up her torso, revealing pink and white panties around the bottom of her ass.“No, those aren't,” I began.She grinned, answering; “Yes they are!” I looked briefly at Diane, almost chuckling, and back at Kathy, stepping out of her skirt, then did a slow full turn, providing a complete view of her well-worn ‘Hello Kitty' panties. The same panties she had mentioned owning, while eating dinner at our naturalist sanctuary house with my wife and me. Kathy and Diane had come over to do a bit of nude backyard grilling & hot tub relaxation. We got in a discussion talking about ‘Hello Kitty' vibrators and how that brand had changed over the years.Kathy has a firm insistence that toys have no place in sex, at least with her. Pretty much the same thing she had remarked a dozen years ago, after agreeing to test my wife's vibrator for a night. When she handed it back to me, she said she came several times, but really, she wanted fucking or sucking when cumming. “Another person is what keeps sex from being masturbation.” Self-pleasure is something she considers inferior and vaguely shameful. Masturbation is a subject to be avoided, in her eyes; though in the years since, getting off chatting online is something she finds worth her time.In the present, I couldn't help laughing as she shook her ass a couple of times while pulling her panties down. Then she reached out to use Diane as a support as she lifted each foot in turn to finish undressing. I quickly put suntan lotion on myself while the better tanned pair dealt with their raft, a fairly large, somewhat tilted platform with space for three people. I had brought my own raft, the same one I have used for years. One reason to have it is to ensure that certain smoking supplies remained safe while paddling out to the middle of the lake.We reached the middle fairly quickly, the deep lake water was wonderfully warm on its surface, but quite cool just a few feet deeper. This was only my second time getting stoned with Diane, in a nature setting, again pretty much alone. The first time had been picking cherries in the town orchard, something she had never done before, though she grew up in this region. The cherries were delicious, the trees bursting with them, a truly extraordinary harvest after an exceptionally warm and dry spring.Today at the lake, the conditions were enticing. Our nude bodies enjoyed the sun's warmth, rocking gently over the barely noticeable waves. I was lying on my raft sideways, which was lengthwise against the larger raft Kathy and Diane shared. Lazily kicking my feet in breaststroke fashion, the motion kept us moving slowly back to shore. And also kept a tantalizing flow of cool water streaming against my swelling cock, a normal side effect of smoking and swimming, particularly with a couple of naked women in front of me.Diane, in her mid-twenties, is almost half my age. Kathy was at the other end of the white inflated raft platform. I would often lift my head to see our progress across the dancing jeweled water, also taking in the very nearby view of her petite body, quite different from Kathy's lushly tall form. Diane's breasts are quite small, though decidedly elevated & on the perky side, with fairly small nipples surrounding the well-rounded peaks of her breasts. Both Kathy and my wife Cammy, have more pendulous breasts. Kathy is almost as tall as me, while Diane is somewhat shorter than Cammy.Unlike Kathy, whose body I am very familiar with, Diane's is still somewhat unknown. Her devotion to Kathy is apparent, shown by the physically quite obvious attachment to touching and caressing it. An attachment which became obvious again, as Kathy rolled over a bit, letting her left hand begin to trail over Diane's body. She grinned a bit, her body relaxing as her lover began to stroke it gently.Neither of them are exactly exhibitionists, though neither is shy. We all definitely get turned on by getting stoned, and as Diane's leg slid over began to rub along my back; it was pretty clear that Diane had decided to enjoy such an opportunity, nude and private in the middle of empty lake. Little was restraining the pair from their increasingly-affectionate intimate contact. I didn't really watch, though it was not exactly hidden that both of them were enjoying being next to each other, while also experiencing the dazzling sunlight on the water, from an endlessly blue sky.The sun was hot against our well-tanned exposed skin. Kathy and I have known each other for more than 15 years, but this was a different element, if not exactly a surprise. Seeing her with a woman lover was different, especially in light of Diane's own undeniable sexiness. Kathy has never been shy about her ability to love a person without regard to gender, Diane being yet more ample proof of that reality.Kathy and I have talked about sex quite often on the phone. We were both enjoying ourselves when she first revealed her bisexuality. My wife had been upstairs reading in bed during the entire conversation about her favorite lady-loving experiences. When we said goodnight and hung up, my cock was rigid. It didn't take long to spread my wife's legs and drive deep into her cunt before starting to explain what was turning me on so much. 'Kathy is, uh, fucking, Kathy fucks, Kathy fucks' and I started cumming with one of the more intense orgasms of my life when I said 'Kathy fucks with other women,' thrusting my cock into my wife's wet cunt. The revealing words echoing in my mind as my cum pumped so fully into her sexy tightness, her hands at my ass pulling me as her bushy pubis ground against mine, forcing my cock to move at its base, surrounded in her wet perfection as I came talking about another woman.Their raft gently rocked as they drifted further out into the middle. They rolled closer to each other, hugging, beginning to kiss. First almost teasingly, though the intensity quickly grew. Even with my cock tingling in audio temptation, I pretty much tried to leave them some space to themselves. The view of them entwined was quite enticing. The kissing deepened, as their hands found various places to play, between their pressed bodies and between their accessible legs.After a passionate crescendo, they separating themselves a bit. We rejoined the two rafts & enjoyed some nice organic smoke. Its effects filled us with a familiar sense of horniness, especially with other naked people around. Kathy, Diane, & I are certifiable sluts when we get stoned. However, with the breeze picking up a bit, it was no longer possible for me to do more than keep us somewhat in place. Their raft presented a fairly large amount of surface area for the wind to act upon.Mentioning this, I started kicking slowly to reduce the gentle drift, losing ground in the widely spaced rise and falls of moving air. Diane went over the side like a sexy otter, her small breasts enhancing the attraction of her body uncurling into the water. She frolicked in the cool wetness for a bit. Kathy watched from the edge, head on her crossed arms, while I split my attention between both of them. Diane moved closer, grabbed another section of the rope, and started to swim.Kathy rolled over into the water and we settled into a swim rhythm, moving the raft briskly. Her full breasts poked above the water surface as she swam toward shore, sharing a certain familiarity as the raft began moving against the wind. My cock was still hard in the flowing water, turning to look at Diane's naked body in the green tinged water. Diane, her nipples more pointed now than when she first slipped into the water, was looking at Kathy's face. The weed's fresh buzz elevated our serenity while affirming our horniness. Kathy is very easily aroused, her nipples in particular being a favored destination for foreplay.As the breeze died, and we neared shore, Diane and I just floated, our legs drifting together in the water, extended against each's warm skin. It shared a mutual arousal of contact with a living naked person. And one of the most sensuous sensations I know, especially in deeper water, was just floating while buzzed.After approaching the shore, Diane & Kathy scrambled back on the big raft, breasts glistening as their hands began to run over each other's body, slippery as water spread over her oiled back, Diane rubbing her ass over Kathy's. I slowly pushed us towards the tiny cove, Diane's body was drying in the warm sunny air, though the source of our growing heat was not merely the weather.Firmly nudging the raft into the shallow sandy waters, the two women went in front of me, stepping onto the two foot bank separating the water's edge from firm land. They settled on the spread quilt, waiting patiently for me to make some gin and tonics, a perfect drink in such conditions.Preparing the gin and tonics is a fairly simple process. One removes the glasses quickly from the cooler, followed by ice cubes, then limes, and the ice cold gin, pouring the proper amount into the now well frosted glasses, promptly returning the gin to the cooler. The lime is excised with an X pattern, carefully squeezed into each glass. Followed by pouring in the tonic water, and stirring the mixture using the knife that had cut the lime.When the air is already in the nineties around 10am, this is the perfect liquid accompaniment to handle the heat, though it does generate a bit of its own heat in other parts of the body, especially after a naked shared joint.Kathy, particularly, loves drinking gin and tonics, especially when sex is in the air on a cloudless summer morning. She finished her first one quickly. Diane and I drank ours more slowly, savoring the mixture of flavors blending into a perfect liquid whole. Wet yet also crisp, a few degrees above freezing. After finishing her glass, Kathy began giggling about how we should go back out, especially since no one was around. It wasn't quite clear whether this was a specific or general request, not that Diane or I cared much, as we began to mutually explore the possibly delicate boundaries of Kathy's wide ranging sexual tastes.I certainly had no interest in intruding in their blossoming relationship, though I also knew that Diane had been previously involved in a male/female/female threesome, according to Kathy.Diane's relationship also involved sado and masochistic fetishes, at some level. It's a general subject which does not interest me particularly. Well, except for tying up one's lover, which is a standalone idea in my mind. I conceded that tying is a gateway to S & M, certainly drifting into that broad area of control and pleasure through power or helplessness.Balancing her glass on the grass, Kathy told Diane to lay down, since another coating of suntan lotion was important to reduce the sun's less pleasant effects. I began to lotion myself at the same time, including discretely making sure my cock and ass were more than adequately covered in initially slippery protection. Sunburns are something that happen far too often to me, but at least related to these areas, my experience is still zero. Unlike my wife, Cammy, who spent a decade getting used to going topless. After sunburning her nipples the first time she exposed them, She obsesses about SPF issues.After Kathy finished, I asked her to handle my back, something she did pretty sloppily. Obviously, her attention was drifting, though I didn't turn my head to see if Diane was the direct cause or not. Kathy is submissively oriented to men, but markedly dominating with women, having a slave to play with your naked body under the summer sun is likely something Kathy would appreciate, and Diane would likely do. But Kathy may be having some inner conflicts about how to act in a threesome with a man & woman.Now well-lotioned, we stretched out, basting a bit, until another person entered our somewhat discrete space, a buxom middle-age woman. I knew her name was Meg. She's a persona friend of the Miller family, and a charter member of the Cove Club. She often brings a raft, and enjoys spending time floating it, much like I do. As we all casually watched, Meg pulled off her loose cotton dress, unashamed about the fact she wasn't wearing any underwear, allowing her to be comfortably naked without complications.This remains a noticeable trait, at least among the nudists at this lake, definitely including myself. No reason to wear more than the minimum, Kathy will also come to the cove wearing nothing but a dress, as has Diane and my wife. Such times remain a bit of a turn-on, even when sex is simply not plausible. The club has rules about sexual conduct when other uninvolved club members are present. Just knowing that a woman is intimately uncovered is nice. Most of the women I've known who do it, also enjoy its effect on their sense of sexuality, especially with light and swirling skirts.Diane having finished her drink, my two companions were now beaded with sweat, a deliciously erotic sight. Standing, the contrast in sizes and shapes was delightful, as they shared a quick kiss before returning to the water. They went out until about hip deep. Meg, the now-naked older woman spread out her towel in a standard spot at a respectful distance from our party. Then added a bit more air pressure to her raft before heading out onto the glittering water, giving me more excuse to look out at the lake as Kathy and Diane began to turn each other on.Kathy & Diane were hugging and kissing, first one then the other leaning back against holding arms, slowly moving into deeper water. What remained clear enough to see through, their motions had become more sinuous than active. Their movement was growing increasingly intense, especially when they began to rub chest to chest, Kathy's hand holding and spreading Diane's ass.My cock stirred as it became obvious the two ladies were feeling each other up outdoors, enjoying a perfect summer day in nature, indulging themselves at a primal level. It's a level Kathy and I both shared in the past, but that the younger Diane seemed to be enjoying for the first time, in a swirl of gin, weed, nudity, and lust. Diane was doing most of the moving as they kissed. The was reason becoming clear when Kathy shifted her position a bit.Diane was rubbing her cunt against Kathy's upper thigh; gasping a bit when Kathy's teeth began to nibble at her earlobe. A long sigh arose when Kathy's spread hand slid over her ass, and into her crack. By this point, it was Kathy determining the rhythm, making Diane willingly helpless in her arms, adding her own slinky motion side to side.Meg, the older buxom woman, returned to shore, paddling lazily, trying to be somewhat discrete as she looked at them while going past. As she stepped on the shore, her raft next to theirs, Kathy and Diane slowly grew apart, and I sat up, getting ready to make our second round of gin and tonics in the rising heat of the day, the sun rose higher in the sky.As the buxom neighbor approached her towel, I asked; “Meg, would you want a gin and tonic?” She smiled a bit, said; “Sure, Ben.” Over the years, I have learned how her breasts bounce when she walks, how her nipples look when stimulated, and wondered at how her nipples remain so pink. She is easily 1 to 20 years older than me, but her essential blondeness seems real, even if her cunt is always shaved smooth. She carries extra pounds, but mostly on her tits and ass.My two companions followed her in, grabbing towels to dry off, their skin glistening in the sun, both of them aroused, but patient. We all chatted a bit, my attention was split between three lovely naked women.Having only three glasses, it made sense to offer the new visitor mine, after making Kathy and Diane their glasses first. I added extra gin, lime, and water to Kathy's, filling her glass essentially to its rim before she bent down to sip a bit. My hand moved to offer the glass to her spreading lips. Her breasts swayed a bit, and I could see how Diane was looking at them too. Kathy lifted herself a bit on her legs, providing a perfect view of her spread labia. Kathy is blessed with large and proud plump labia, the largest I have ever seen and touched, personally.Making Diane's drink went quickly. I handed it to her, sitting next to the now essentially squatting Kathy. Diane's own legs were spread, crossing her feet in front of her, giving me an unavoidable opportunity to look at her turned-on swollen cunt, the outer lips a bit dark, the inner lips darker, a bit crinkled. Kathy noticed me looking, but only grinned a bit as she sipped from her frosty glass, then sensuously kissed Diane.Returning my attention to making the next gin and tonic, I smiled at the neighbor woman as I determinedly did not look at the pair near me. The sounds of kissing provided an idea of what they looked like. However, Meg's attention seemed focused on the kissing couple. I saw a certain look of lust begin to appear on her face. It wasn't surprising in itself, as I was also starting to get a bit hard. But it was the first time I had saw a woman getting turned on watching two other naked women playing with each other. Admittedly, this was also my first time, and I was fairly certain my face looked much the same as her's did.I shifted a bit, moving forward, offering Meg the drink with my left hand as Kathy murmured that maybe it was time to get lotioned before returning to the water. Diane went prone & stretched out, and Kathy quickly covered her back and shoulders. Her hands straying down to her small breasts, making Diane get up on her knees a bit as Kathy's hands slid over her nipples. Kathy then did her own face and arms before laying down, letting Diane spread suntan lotion over her back and ass, hands sliding over Kathy's spread thighs.Diane also did her own face and arms, as Kathy sat up, positioning herself in front of Diane. The pair began to take care of their fronts and legs, while I took a sip of Kathy's almost finished gin and tonic, Diane's having been emptied fairly quickly. The older woman noticed this, remarking that I was welcome to share hers, along with a compliment of how perfectly it tasted on such an August day.Diane and Kathy rose, giggling a bit as they returned to the water. Their hands strayed over each other's oiled ass cheeks. After taking a couple of steps into the water, they turned to each other, clasped hands, and began kissing.Offered the two thirds empty glass, I remarked that it would be simple to refresh it, if she wished to drink some more. Her head still turned towards the water, she distractedly said 'sure' again, prompting me to focus my attention on making another fresh drink, knowing that any later ones would not be as nearly chilled. The brisk chill is a major part of the pleasure of a good gin and tonic in the intense heat.Between pouring, slicing, and squeezing, I glanced at her. Meg was sitting with her legs at an angle to the shoreline, sweating a bit in the sun. A another female scent was beginning to perfume the air, one that drew my attention to her. My cock began to swell against my thigh. I shifted a bit before handing Meg the well-beaded glass, making her shift in turn, getting a bit closer.Being done with drink making for now, I offered to lotion her back, something we have done occasionally for each other over the years. She is almost always by herself at the lake, and like me when alone, rarely talks much to anyone else. Spreading the white lotion over her shoulders, she asked about the pair in the water, who I know noticed had moved out further, pressing tightly, breasts rubbing, Diane's hand clearly between Kathy's legs.“Well, they're friends,” I managed to say before she laughed a bit. Meg replied, “Yeah, that's pretty obvious.”Kathy has been a regular bather here for 20 years. Meg helped the Millers build the social club, and comes every summer, even though she doesn't know most of the newer ‘kids'. I was trying to explain Kathy's and Diane's relationship, when in fact a major part of it was currently completely public in front of us.It seemed a bit amusing. Especially since Diane was obviously being finger-fucked by Kathy. Kathy's hand was moving at the center of Diane's spread legs. I heard “Could you, could you lotion me, everywhere?” Meg was pulling my attention back. Our glass was empty, the shoreline still empty except for us two. We were obviously getting turned on watching two women have sex in the water in front of us.She turned a bit closer, while also spreading her legs in the direction of the water and resting back on her elbows. I knelt with my feet out past her hips, my legs bent, & squeezed some lotion onto my hands. I began working over her shoulders, sliding down her sides, moving between the already oiled and still to be oiled skin. I only slowly moving inwards towards her grand tetons. After her nipples became turgid in my distributing fingers, I started rubbing her stomach. She began to coo very quietly, slumping further back a bit, head lolling, giving a wonderful view of her breasts.My hands moved down along her thighs, her knees slowly began bending. Her crotch slowly opened up, the closer my hands approached her pubic region. Soon, her warm skin began lightly touching my legs, her legs spreading as my oiled fingers began sliding downward over her smooth shaved pubic mound, and separating around her cunt lips. Looking out at the water, I saw the two naked women kissing passionately, arms reaching down in the water, hands clasping asses tightly, oblivious to everything except their own pleasure.My cock was hard, and Meg's deep breathing amplified as her back fully relaxed down on the quilt. The sounds of her awakening sexuality was incredible, well matching the feeling coming from my finger as it began to slide into her wet cunt. She hissed 'oh, fuck yes' as my other hand reached up to her near tit, pulling her nipple and rolling it in my fingers. My hands were sliding over both her upper & lower hardened spires. This was hardly the first nor fifteenth time I had finger-fucked a woman at the cove, but it was certainly the first time I had ever done it with others around.Even if one of the others was the first woman I had finger-fucked here in the summer sun, beside my own wife.  I gave up all further pretense of distributing SPF lotions, and sat cross-legged, with hands on two of Meg's very hard nubs. Our eyes were on the water nymphs.Kathy is someone who definitely favors having her cunt filled, unlike most women in my experience, who much prefer having their clit played with. Meg had a big nubby clit. It now poked out beyond her hood. I was rubbing Meg's big clit with my thumb as she fantasized of the naked lovers in

Ben enjoys late-summer's lake fantasyBased on a work By glory_first. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The weather had been glorious in Eastern Tennessee for the last couple of weeks, making a mid-week August visit to the lake earlier in the morning warmly enjoyable, especially in combination with the likelihood of no one else being around as we enjoyed ourselves naked in the water and on the shore. I'm a fire fighter, so I work in 72 hour shifts, followed by 72 hours off. My wife, Cammy and I are naturalists and members of the Miller's Cove club, but she works a typical 9 to 5 job, so she can't join us this week day.Kathy, our bi-curious friend, & Diana, her new girlfriend were today's threesome.  Yesterday we were preparing to leave the lake at the end of another wonderfully hot day. Kathy has been swimming here for two decades at this point, and I'm quite sure that the previous time we fucked was not the only time she had so enjoyed herself in this naturalists' sanctuary. Especially as I had fingered her a couple times before and after that perfect July day in the middle of the lake, fucking in the water.Agreeing to meet early the next morning, the traditional gin and tonic supplies were left to me to handle. The gin, glasses, non-melting ice cubes and cool packs stored in a subzero freezer overnight, with limes and a couple of plastic bottles of tonic water in the refrigerator.The sign along the road read; ‘Miller's Cove Pecan Orchard.' But the drive through the mature trees leads to a gently sloping terrain, and a blueberry patch. The Miller family no longer lives on the orchard, but they formed a naturalists club 22 years ago. Arriving at almost the same time, we quickly unpacked, distributing the supplies to carry, and I put my helmet and jacket in the bike's bags. We walked about 50 yards along the sloping path, with Pecan trees to our left and blueberry bushes to our left & right. We continued into essential middle of the nudist area, this favored summer spot, a nice mix of sun and shade, with a fairly narrow but well maintained entrance to the water, with a broad sloping cove opening up to the rest of the lake. The spot could easily hold a few dozen people, with basic privacy.The ground was untypically dry as we spread out our quilts, a welcome indication of the sort of summer day we had before us, full of warm sun and cool water. We undressed quickly, wearing minimal clothes as we were. Diana was wearing a clinging cotton top with thin straps, sunglasses, loose hair, a pair of jeans, cotton sneakers, with simple comfortable black cotton panties.Kathy was wearing a fairly short skirt and a fairly thin, half unbuttoned top, without sleeves. We do have slightly different styles when undressing, as I generally take off my pants, then my shirt. In contrast, both Diane and Kathy generally take off their tops first, something I always appreciate, as a braless woman in jeans or skirt is extremely attractive. Watching an unembarrassed woman take off her top right next to me is delightful, as I find natural breasts udderly wonderful.Having two topless friends next to me as we undressed, allowed me another opportunity to appreciate the differences between the two. Kathy's tits are heavy pendulous, and full, with large nipples extending up out from the apex of her ‘ski-jump' terrain. Her nipples she loves having touched and nibbled, along with being squeezed, sucked hard, or rubbed and held as she is fucked ‘doggy-style.' As she would gladly admit, or demonstrate, there is a fairly direct connection between her nipples and her erotic center, one she is quite proud of.Kathy, in her later thirties, remains very proud of her breasts, which are often braless when she is being casual. Or shown off when she isn't being casual. Her creativity at showing them off is a well-developed art, something else she likes to be appreciated by others, at least in the proper contexts. It isn't quite about sex, as it is sexuality, and is something she knows will be different in the future, as she has more than occasionally remarked on, noting changes over the years.Facing me, she unbuttoned and took off her thin shirt, then gave me a tiny grin, followed by turning a bit and grinning even more broadly to Diane, forming our semi-circle, facing the cove. So in a sense, we were all screening each other from any casual gawkers while being able to see how empty the lake shore in this stretch truly was.I was already nude, and Diane had just about finished stepping out of her panties. Her hand was on my shoulder, head turned towards Kathy, who said; “Ben, remember last Friday?” then flounced her skirt quite teasingly. Her hands went to the top button, opening it, then she turned sideways to me, her gorgeous breasts hanging as she bent a bit more, and undid the next button. Her skirt was now loose enough for her to pull it up a bit up her torso, revealing pink and white panties around the bottom of her ass.“No, those aren't,” I began.She grinned, answering; “Yes they are!” I looked briefly at Diane, almost chuckling, and back at Kathy, stepping out of her skirt, then did a slow full turn, providing a complete view of her well-worn ‘Hello Kitty' panties. The same panties she had mentioned owning, while eating dinner at our naturalist sanctuary house with my wife and me. Kathy and Diane had come over to do a bit of nude backyard grilling & hot tub relaxation. We got in a discussion talking about ‘Hello Kitty' vibrators and how that brand had changed over the years.Kathy has a firm insistence that toys have no place in sex, at least with her. Pretty much the same thing she had remarked a dozen years ago, after agreeing to test my wife's vibrator for a night. When she handed it back to me, she said she came several times, but really, she wanted fucking or sucking when cumming. “Another person is what keeps sex from being masturbation.” Self-pleasure is something she considers inferior and vaguely shameful. Masturbation is a subject to be avoided, in her eyes; though in the years since, getting off chatting online is something she finds worth her time.In the present, I couldn't help laughing as she shook her ass a couple of times while pulling her panties down. Then she reached out to use Diane as a support as she lifted each foot in turn to finish undressing. I quickly put suntan lotion on myself while the better tanned pair dealt with their raft, a fairly large, somewhat tilted platform with space for three people. I had brought my own raft, the same one I have used for years. One reason to have it is to ensure that certain smoking supplies remained safe while paddling out to the middle of the lake.We reached the middle fairly quickly, the deep lake water was wonderfully warm on its surface, but quite cool just a few feet deeper. This was only my second time getting stoned with Diane, in a nature setting, again pretty much alone. The first time had been picking cherries in the town orchard, something she had never done before, though she grew up in this region. The cherries were delicious, the trees bursting with them, a truly extraordinary harvest after an exceptionally warm and dry spring.Today at the lake, the conditions were enticing. Our nude bodies enjoyed the sun's warmth, rocking gently over the barely noticeable waves. I was lying on my raft sideways, which was lengthwise against the larger raft Kathy and Diane shared. Lazily kicking my feet in breaststroke fashion, the motion kept us moving slowly back to shore. And also kept a tantalizing flow of cool water streaming against my swelling cock, a normal side effect of smoking and swimming, particularly with a couple of naked women in front of me.Diane, in her mid-twenties, is almost half my age. Kathy was at the other end of the white inflated raft platform. I would often lift my head to see our progress across the dancing jeweled water, also taking in the very nearby view of her petite body, quite different from Kathy's lushly tall form. Diane's breasts are quite small, though decidedly elevated & on the perky side, with fairly small nipples surrounding the well-rounded peaks of her breasts. Both Kathy and my wife Cammy, have more pendulous breasts. Kathy is almost as tall as me, while Diane is somewhat shorter than Cammy.Unlike Kathy, whose body I am very familiar with, Diane's is still somewhat unknown. Her devotion to Kathy is apparent, shown by the physically quite obvious attachment to touching and caressing it. An attachment which became obvious again, as Kathy rolled over a bit, letting her left hand begin to trail over Diane's body. She grinned a bit, her body relaxing as her lover began to stroke it gently.Neither of them are exactly exhibitionists, though neither is shy. We all definitely get turned on by getting stoned, and as Diane's leg slid over began to rub along my back; it was pretty clear that Diane had decided to enjoy such an opportunity, nude and private in the middle of empty lake. Little was restraining the pair from their increasingly-affectionate intimate contact. I didn't really watch, though it was not exactly hidden that both of them were enjoying being next to each other, while also experiencing the dazzling sunlight on the water, from an endlessly blue sky.The sun was hot against our well-tanned exposed skin. Kathy and I have known each other for more than 15 years, but this was a different element, if not exactly a surprise. Seeing her with a woman lover was different, especially in light of Diane's own undeniable sexiness. Kathy has never been shy about her ability to love a person without regard to gender, Diane being yet more ample proof of that reality.Kathy and I have talked about sex quite often on the phone. We were both enjoying ourselves when she first revealed her bisexuality. My wife had been upstairs reading in bed during the entire conversation about her favorite lady-loving experiences. When we said goodnight and hung up, my cock was rigid. It didn't take long to spread my wife's legs and drive deep into her cunt before starting to explain what was turning me on so much. 'Kathy is, uh, fucking, Kathy fucks, Kathy fucks' and I started cumming with one of the more intense orgasms of my life when I said 'Kathy fucks with other women,' thrusting my cock into my wife's wet cunt. The revealing words echoing in my mind as my cum pumped so fully into her sexy tightness, her hands at my ass pulling me as her bushy pubis ground against mine, forcing my cock to move at its base, surrounded in her wet perfection as I came talking about another woman.Their raft gently rocked as they drifted further out into the middle. They rolled closer to each other, hugging, beginning to kiss. First almost teasingly, though the intensity quickly grew. Even with my cock tingling in audio temptation, I pretty much tried to leave them some space to themselves. The view of them entwined was quite enticing. The kissing deepened, as their hands found various places to play, between their pressed bodies and between their accessible legs.After a passionate crescendo, they separating themselves a bit. We rejoined the two rafts & enjoyed some nice organic smoke. Its effects filled us with a familiar sense of horniness, especially with other naked people around. Kathy, Diane, & I are certifiable sluts when we get stoned. However, with the breeze picking up a bit, it was no longer possible for me to do more than keep us somewhat in place. Their raft presented a fairly large amount of surface area for the wind to act upon.Mentioning this, I started kicking slowly to reduce the gentle drift, losing ground in the widely spaced rise and falls of moving air. Diane went over the side like a sexy otter, her small breasts enhancing the attraction of her body uncurling into the water. She frolicked in the cool wetness for a bit. Kathy watched from the edge, head on her crossed arms, while I split my attention between both of them. Diane moved closer, grabbed another section of the rope, and started to swim.Kathy rolled over into the water and we settled into a swim rhythm, moving the raft briskly. Her full breasts poked above the water surface as she swam toward shore, sharing a certain familiarity as the raft began moving against the wind. My cock was still hard in the flowing water, turning to look at Diane's naked body in the green tinged water. Diane, her nipples more pointed now than when she first slipped into the water, was looking at Kathy's face. The weed's fresh buzz elevated our serenity while affirming our horniness. Kathy is very easily aroused, her nipples in particular being a favored destination for foreplay.As the breeze died, and we neared shore, Diane and I just floated, our legs drifting together in the water, extended against each's warm skin. It shared a mutual arousal of contact with a living naked person. And one of the most sensuous sensations I know, especially in deeper water, was just floating while buzzed.After approaching the shore, Diane & Kathy scrambled back on the big raft, breasts glistening as their hands began to run over each other's body, slippery as water spread over her oiled back, Diane rubbing her ass over Kathy's. I slowly pushed us towards the tiny cove, Diane's body was drying in the warm sunny air, though the source of our growing heat was not merely the weather.Firmly nudging the raft into the shallow sandy waters, the two women went in front of me, stepping onto the two foot bank separating the water's edge from firm land. They settled on the spread quilt, waiting patiently for me to make some gin and tonics, a perfect drink in such conditions.Preparing the gin and tonics is a fairly simple process. One removes the glasses quickly from the cooler, followed by ice cubes, then limes, and the ice cold gin, pouring the proper amount into the now well frosted glasses, promptly returning the gin to the cooler. The lime is excised with an X pattern, carefully squeezed into each glass. Followed by pouring in the tonic water, and stirring the mixture using the knife that had cut the lime.When the air is already in the nineties around 10am, this is the perfect liquid accompaniment to handle the heat, though it does generate a bit of its own heat in other parts of the body, especially after a naked shared joint.Kathy, particularly, loves drinking gin and tonics, especially when sex is in the air on a cloudless summer morning. She finished her first one quickly. Diane and I drank ours more slowly, savoring the mixture of flavors blending into a perfect liquid whole. Wet yet also crisp, a few degrees above freezing. After finishing her glass, Kathy began giggling about how we should go back out, especially since no one was around. It wasn't quite clear whether this was a specific or general request, not that Diane or I cared much, as we began to mutually explore the possibly delicate boundaries of Kathy's wide ranging sexual tastes.I certainly had no interest in intruding in their blossoming relationship, though I also knew that Diane had been previously involved in a male/female/female threesome, according to Kathy.Diane's relationship also involved sado and masochistic fetishes, at some level. It's a general subject which does not interest me particularly. Well, except for tying up one's lover, which is a standalone idea in my mind. I conceded that tying is a gateway to S & M, certainly drifting into that broad area of control and pleasure through power or helplessness.Balancing her glass on the grass, Kathy told Diane to lay down, since another coating of suntan lotion was important to reduce the sun's less pleasant effects. I began to lotion myself at the same time, including discretely making sure my cock and ass were more than adequately covered in initially slippery protection. Sunburns are something that happen far too often to me, but at least related to these areas, my experience is still zero. Unlike my wife, Cammy, who spent a decade getting used to going topless. After sunburning her nipples the first time she exposed them, She obsesses about SPF issues.After Kathy finished, I asked her to handle my back, something she did pretty sloppily. Obviously, her attention was drifting, though I didn't turn my head to see if Diane was the direct cause or not. Kathy is submissively oriented to men, but markedly dominating with women, having a slave to play with your naked body under the summer sun is likely something Kathy would appreciate, and Diane would likely do. But Kathy may be having some inner conflicts about how to act in a threesome with a man & woman.Now well-lotioned, we stretched out, basting a bit, until another person entered our somewhat discrete space, a buxom middle-age woman. I knew her name was Meg. She's a persona friend of the Miller family, and a charter member of the Cove Club. She often brings a raft, and enjoys spending time floating it, much like I do. As we all casually watched, Meg pulled off her loose cotton dress, unashamed about the fact she wasn't wearing any underwear, allowing her to be comfortably naked without complications.This remains a noticeable trait, at least among the nudists at this lake, definitely including myself. No reason to wear more than the minimum, Kathy will also come to the cove wearing nothing but a dress, as has Diane and my wife. Such times remain a bit of a turn-on, even when sex is simply not plausible. The club has rules about sexual conduct when other uninvolved club members are present. Just knowing that a woman is intimately uncovered is nice. Most of the women I've known who do it, also enjoy its effect on their sense of sexuality, especially with light and swirling skirts.Diane having finished her drink, my two companions were now beaded with sweat, a deliciously erotic sight. Standing, the contrast in sizes and shapes was delightful, as they shared a quick kiss before returning to the water. They went out until about hip deep. Meg, the now-naked older woman spread out her towel in a standard spot at a respectful distance from our party. Then added a bit more air pressure to her raft before heading out onto the glittering water, giving me more excuse to look out at the lake as Kathy and Diane began to turn each other on.Kathy & Diane were hugging and kissing, first one then the other leaning back against holding arms, slowly moving into deeper water. What remained clear enough to see through, their motions had become more sinuous than active. Their movement was growing increasingly intense, especially when they began to rub chest to chest, Kathy's hand holding and spreading Diane's ass.My cock stirred as it became obvious the two ladies were feeling each other up outdoors, enjoying a perfect summer day in nature, indulging themselves at a primal level. It's a level Kathy and I both shared in the past, but that the younger Diane seemed to be enjoying for the first time, in a swirl of gin, weed, nudity, and lust. Diane was doing most of the moving as they kissed. The was reason becoming clear when Kathy shifted her position a bit.Diane was rubbing her cunt against Kathy's upper thigh; gasping a bit when Kathy's teeth began to nibble at her earlobe. A long sigh arose when Kathy's spread hand slid over her ass, and into her crack. By this point, it was Kathy determining the rhythm, making Diane willingly helpless in her arms, adding her own slinky motion side to side.Meg, the older buxom woman, returned to shore, paddling lazily, trying to be somewhat discrete as she looked at them while going past. As she stepped on the shore, her raft next to theirs, Kathy and Diane slowly grew apart, and I sat up, getting ready to make our second round of gin and tonics in the rising heat of the day, the sun rose higher in the sky.As the buxom neighbor approached her towel, I asked; “Meg, would you want a gin and tonic?” She smiled a bit, said; “Sure, Ben.” Over the years, I have learned how her breasts bounce when she walks, how her nipples look when stimulated, and wondered at how her nipples remain so pink. She is easily 1 to 20 years older than me, but her essential blondeness seems real, even if her cunt is always shaved smooth. She carries extra pounds, but mostly on her tits and ass.My two companions followed her in, grabbing towels to dry off, their skin glistening in the sun, both of them aroused, but patient. We all chatted a bit, my attention was split between three lovely naked women.Having only three glasses, it made sense to offer the new visitor mine, after making Kathy and Diane their glasses first. I added extra gin, lime, and water to Kathy's, filling her glass essentially to its rim before she bent down to sip a bit. My hand moved to offer the glass to her spreading lips. Her breasts swayed a bit, and I could see how Diane was looking at them too. Kathy lifted herself a bit on her legs, providing a perfect view of her spread labia. Kathy is blessed with large and proud plump labia, the largest I have ever seen and touched, personally.Making Diane's drink went quickly. I handed it to her, sitting next to the now essentially squatting Kathy. Diane's own legs were spread, crossing her feet in front of her, giving me an unavoidable opportunity to look at her turned-on swollen cunt, the outer lips a bit dark, the inner lips darker, a bit crinkled. Kathy noticed me looking, but only grinned a bit as she sipped from her frosty glass, then sensuously kissed Diane.Returning my attention to making the next gin and tonic, I smiled at the neighbor woman as I determinedly did not look at the pair near me. The sounds of kissing provided an idea of what they looked like. However, Meg's attention seemed focused on the kissing couple. I saw a certain look of lust begin to appear on her face. It wasn't surprising in itself, as I was also starting to get a bit hard. But it was the first time I had saw a woman getting turned on watching two other naked women playing with each other. Admittedly, this was also my first time, and I was fairly certain my face looked much the same as her's did.I shifted a bit, moving forward, offering Meg the drink with my left hand as Kathy murmured that maybe it was time to get lotioned before returning to the water. Diane went prone & stretched out, and Kathy quickly covered her back and shoulders. Her hands straying down to her small breasts, making Diane get up on her knees a bit as Kathy's hands slid over her nipples. Kathy then did her own face and arms before laying down, letting Diane spread suntan lotion over her back and ass, hands sliding over Kathy's spread thighs.Diane also did her own face and arms, as Kathy sat up, positioning herself in front of Diane. The pair began to take care of their fronts and legs, while I took a sip of Kathy's almost finished gin and tonic, Diane's having been emptied fairly quickly. The older woman noticed this, remarking that I was welcome to share hers, along with a compliment of how perfectly it tasted on such an August day.Diane and Kathy rose, giggling a bit as they returned to the water. Their hands strayed over each other's oiled ass cheeks. After taking a couple of steps into the water, they turned to each other, clasped hands, and began kissing.Offered the two thirds empty glass, I remarked that it would be simple to refresh it, if she wished to drink some more. Her head still turned towards the water, she distractedly said 'sure' again, prompting me to focus my attention on making another fresh drink, knowing that any later ones would not be as nearly chilled. The brisk chill is a major part of the pleasure of a good gin and tonic in the intense heat.Between pouring, slicing, and squeezing, I glanced at her. Meg was sitting with her legs at an angle to the shoreline, sweating a bit in the sun. A another female scent was beginning to perfume the air, one that drew my attention to her. My cock began to swell against my thigh. I shifted a bit before handing Meg the well-beaded glass, making her shift in turn, getting a bit closer.Being done with drink making for now, I offered to lotion her back, something we have done occasionally for each other over the years. She is almost always by herself at the lake, and like me when alone, rarely talks much to anyone else. Spreading the white lotion over her shoulders, she asked about the pair in the water, who I know noticed had moved out further, pressing tightly, breasts rubbing, Diane's hand clearly between Kathy's legs.“Well, they're friends,” I managed to say before she laughed a bit. Meg replied, “Yeah, that's pretty obvious.”Kathy has been a regular bather here for 20 years. Meg helped the Millers build the social club, and comes every summer, even though she doesn't know most of the newer ‘kids'. I was trying to explain Kathy's and Diane's relationship, when in fact a major part of it was currently completely public in front of us.It seemed a bit amusing. Especially since Diane was obviously being finger-fucked by Kathy. Kathy's hand was moving at the center of Diane's spread legs. I heard “Could you, could you lotion me, everywhere?” Meg was pulling my attention back. Our glass was empty, the shoreline still empty except for us two. We were obviously getting turned on watching two women have sex in the water in front of us.She turned a bit closer, while also spreading her legs in the direction of the water and resting back on her elbows. I knelt with my feet out past her hips, my legs bent, & squeezed some lotion onto my hands. I began working over her shoulders, sliding down her sides, moving between the already oiled and still to be oiled skin. I only slowly moving inwards towards her grand tetons. After her nipples became turgid in my distributing fingers, I started rubbing her stomach. She began to coo very quietly, slumping further back a bit, head lolling, giving a wonderful view of her breasts.My hands moved down along her thighs, her knees slowly began bending. Her crotch slowly opened up, the closer my hands approached her pubic region. Soon, her warm skin began lightly touching my legs, her legs spreading as my oiled fingers began sliding downward over her smooth shaved pubic mound, and separating around her cunt lips. Looking out at the water, I saw the two naked women kissing passionately, arms reaching down in the water, hands clasping asses tightly, oblivious to everything except their own pleasure.My cock was hard, and Meg's deep breathing amplified as her back fully relaxed down on the quilt. The sounds of her awakening sexuality was incredible, well matching the feeling coming from my finger as it began to slide into her wet cunt. She hissed 'oh, fuck yes' as my other hand reached up to her near tit, pulling her nipple and rolling it in my fingers. My hands were sliding over both her upper & lower hardened spires. This was hardly the first nor fifteenth time I had finger-fucked a woman at the cove, but it was certainly the first time I had ever done it with others around.Even if one of the others was the first woman I had finger-fucked here in the summer sun, beside my own wife.  I gave up all further pretense of distributing SPF lotions, and sat cross-legged, with hands on two of Meg's very hard nubs. Our eyes were on the water nymphs.Kathy is someone who definitely favors having her cunt filled, unlike most women in my experience, who much prefer having their clit played with. Meg had a big nubby clit. It now poked out beyond her hood. I was rubbing Meg's big clit with my thumb as she fantasized of the naked lovers in

Today on Bud's #WeeklyGeekOut . . . a Finnish eyewear company is working on glasses that will autofocus depending on what you're looking at. =) webmeister Bud Listen and get more details at TheZone.fm/geekout

Hokejový trenér Josef Jandač získal několikrát v nejvyšší hokejové soutěži stříbro a bronz se Spartou, bronz má také s Českými Budějovicemi a Pardubicemi. Na zlato stále čeká.

Hokejový trenér Josef Jandač získal několikrát v nejvyšší hokejové soutěži stříbro a bronz se Spartou, bronz má také s Českými Budějovicemi a Pardubicemi. Na zlato stále čeká.

Hokejový trenér Josef Jandač získal několikrát v nejvyšší hokejové soutěži stříbro a bronz se Spartou, bronz má také s Českými Budějovicemi a Pardubicemi. Na zlato stále čeká.Všechny díly podcastu Náš host můžete pohodlně poslouchat v mobilní aplikaci mujRozhlas pro Android a iOS nebo na webu mujRozhlas.cz.

Bud is head over heels in love, while Betty feels jilted by her boyfriend. Who could be the cause of all this turmoil?Originally aired on September 28, 1950. This is episode 49 of Father Knows Best.Please email questions and comments to host@classiccomedyotr.com.Like us on Facebook at facebook.com/classiccomedyotr. Please share this podcast with your friends and family.You can also subscribe to our podcast on Spreaker.com, Spotify, iTunes, Stitcher, TuneIn, iHeartRadio, and Google podcasts.This show is supported by Spreaker Prime.

An Indiana woman reaches out to famed author Bud Hopkins after seeing a UFO and beings in her yard.Part IIDeb Kauble details the encounter with UAP and beings in her yard that compelled her to reach out to famed abduction researcher Bud Hopkins, offers an overview of her work with the author, relives another encounter with a mysterious stranger on a bus trip following a visit to Bud, and lastly provides a fascinating retelling of an encounter with a chevron shaped craft follwing the publication of Bud's book "Intruders."Featuring the track "Strange Eyes" by Midnight Rodeo.Visit patreon.com/toowiarts or toowiarts.com for more info and episodes,  

Host: Petr Pavelec, ředitel památkové správy NPÚ v Českých Budějovicích. Dotazy posílejte na adresu: dvojka@rozhlas.cz. Moderuje Patricie Strouhalová.Všechny díly podcastu Káva o čtvrté můžete pohodlně poslouchat v mobilní aplikaci mujRozhlas pro Android a iOS nebo na webu mujRozhlas.cz.

– Nie damy się już oszukiwać – mówi poseł Grzegorz Płaczek po weekendowych demonstracjach przeciwko migracji. Uczestniczyli w nich zwykli mieszkańcy i kibice, zjednoczeni pod biało-czerwoną flagą.W miniony weekend w kilkudziesięciu miastach Polski odbyły się manifestacje pod hasłem „Stop imigracji”. Demonstranci sprzeciwiali się polityce migracyjnej rządu Donalda Tuska, wyrażając obawy o bezpieczeństwo i przyszłość kraju. W protestach udział wzięli zarówno sympatycy Konfederacji, jak i zwykli obywatele, często z dziećmi i biało-czerwonymi flagami oraz kibicie. Na transparentach pojawiały się hasła sprzeciwu wobec nielegalnej migracji oraz wezwania do ochrony granic. Organizatorzy zapowiadają kontynuację protestów, jeśli rząd nie podejmie zdecydowanych działań w tej sprawie. Rząd milczy, bo musiałby przyznać, że liczby były naprawdę duże. […] Mainstreamowe media manipulują przekazem. Pokazywały jakieś krótkie, mające również miejsce wywiady z osobami, które w sposób czasami mniej wybredny pokazywały swoją frustrację. Szkoda, że nie pokazywały tych biało-czerwonych flag, że nie pokazywały rodzin, kulturalnych polityków, kulturalnych działaczy, kulturalnych Polaków, którzy w sposób merytoryczny starali się powiedzieć, co się obecnie dzieje w Polsce– mówił w rozmowie z Radiem Wnet Grzegorz Płaczek, poseł Konfederacji.Polscy mają dosyć braku rzetelnej informacjiZdaniem polityka, skala mobilizacji społecznej była ogromna, a media prorządowe pokazywały jedynie incydenty, pomijając rodzinny charakter manifestacji i biało-czerwone flagi. Szczególne emocje wzbudził udział kibiców, którzy – mimo dzielących ich na co dzień klubowych barw – zjednoczyli się pod wspólnym hasłem obrony polskich granic.Mamy dość rządu, który każdego dnia generuje coraz więcej zagrożeń. Dość rozwiązań, które uniemożliwiają obywatelom obserwację sytuacji na granicy polsko-zachodniej i polsko-litewskiej. Dość obrzucania się inwektywami w Sejmie i braku merytorycznej dyskusji. Dość ignorowania tego, co dzieje się we Francji, Niemczech czy Szwecji w kontekście rosnącej przestępczości. Dość manipulacji i braku dialogu– zaznaczył Płaczek.Nie wiemy, kto wjeżdża do PolskiPolityk podkreślił, że obecny rząd – zamiast przedstawiać realne dane i prowadzić dialog – zajmuje się grą pozorów.Nie wiemy, jakie rozwiązania działają, jakie rozwiązania nie działają. […] My nie wiemy tak naprawdę, jakie są reguły gry – i to jest przerażające– pytał retorycznie.Płaczek ostrzega także przed zmianami kulturowymi i tożsamościowymi, jakie mogą zajść w Polsce, jeśli rząd nie zacznie działać skutecznie.Oczywiście, otwarte granice w Unii są czymś, czego nie chcielibyśmy tracić. Ale musimy pamiętać o bezpieczeństwie naszych rodzin. Dlatego Konfederacja powiedziała „dość”, i cieszymy się, że Polacy dołączyli do tego manifestu– mówił.Budżetowa propaganda?Poseł nie szczędził też krytyki rządowi Donalda Tuska w kontekście przekazu dotyczącego unijnych funduszy.Przykład z ostatnich dni – komunikat rządu i premiera o rzekomych 123 miliardach euro z budżetu UE na lata 2028–2034. Tych pieniędzy nie mamy. To dopiero wstępna propozycja– podsumował i dodał, że „negocjacje potrwają lata, a Polska i tak już płaci ogromne składki”.

-The new series continues! Michael and I sat down today and discussed a few topics through the lens of experience in different decades of life. For those of you familiar with the show, you know that often on Friday I answer Q and A. Today is no different, except that Michael is joining me to give his perspective from a younger generation: -Men Proposing to Ai -National Guard Usage in LA Riots -Gas problems and Aqua Dueces in BUD/s -Epstein Prosecutors being fired   Today's Sponsors: Spartan Forge: https://www.spartanforge.ai David: Order a sample pack at https://Davidprotein.com/clearedhot  

Hour 4 of July 17, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk about the ranking of college basketball coaches in the last 25 years earlier this week by The Athletic. Then, it is time for birthdays!!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 3 of July 17, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk with studio sponsor, K.D. Bowen owner of Fanatics 101. Then, they talk about the ending to the All-Star Game on Tuesday night whether it was good or bad. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 2 of July 17, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk about the possibility of the SEC finally going to nine games as leverage to get the College Football Playoff format that they want. Then, who are the supposed biggest spenders in college football in 2025?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

While prepping for the upcoming season at SEC Media Days, the Texas Longhorns landed a massive recruiting blow to defending champion Georgia with the additions of Tyler Atkinson and James Johnson to the 2026 cycle. We break down what that means for Texas and how they can continue to build a championship-level roster.We also welcome back to the show Kamiar Mehrabian of the Bud, Barry, Bob, and Beers Podcast to help us preview the Oklahoma Sooners.

We break down the field, the course, and make our selections for the 2025 British Open at Royal Portrush. We also bring on special guest Bud Copeland to get his insights on the exciting week ahead! Not only is Bud a special guest but we have extra insights from Nish from  ⁨@Top100In10⁩ about links courses and specifically Royal Portrush. As well as Owen Hoyne, who is boots on the ground in Northern Ireland at the event having attended practice rounds the past few days.Send us a message and let us know what you thought about this episode! Acorn Hills Clothing Co.BASIC15 for 15% off. Look Good, Feel Good, Do Good!BagBoy - Dynamic BrandsTJ15 at checkout for $15 off a BagBoy Push Cart!The Putter ShopBasicBogeys15 for 15% off your order!Smackin' Sunflower Seeds10% off of your order! Thanks for listening. Tune in next Thursday for our next episode! Support the showFollow Basic Bogeys here:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/basicbogeysTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@basicbogeysYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@basicbogeys?sub_confirmation=1

Today on Bud's #WeeklyGeekOut . . . The 42-year-old Commodore 64 is being rebooted by a team of enthusiasts and OG employees. =) webmeister Bud Listen and get more details at TheZone.fm/geekout

Hour 2 of July 15, 2025 Jacob Townsend talks about SEC commissioner Greg Sankey's comments when it comes to the SEC's 8-game schedule compared to other's 9-game conference schedules. Then, Jacob and Bud talk about whether or not there is any credence to the possibility of Nick Saban returning to coaching. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Jacob Townsend and Bud talk with Cliff Kresge ahead of The Open Championship this week, they talk about Royal Portrush, the storylines if there are any, Rory, Scottie, Xander, Bryson, and who he thinks wins.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 3 of July 15, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk about whether it's too soon for The Miz to be in the All-Star game tonight? Then, they talk about if there was any question about Tarik Skubal being the starter tonight for the American League.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 4 of July 15, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk with Cliff Kresge ahead of The Open Championship this week, they talk about Royal Portrush, the storylines if there are any, Rory, Scottie, Xander, Bryson, and who he thinks wins. Then, what will Josh Heupel say at SEC Media Days on Tuesday. Also, it is time for birthdays!!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

„Geopolitickým paradoxom je, že najdynamickejšie napredujú krajiny mimo západného demokratického sveta a tie budú mať zásadný vplyv na budúci vývoj,“ hovori Lukáš Parízek, predseda Rady slovenských exportérov Americké dovozné clá, rastúca sila ázijských trhov aj výzvy v konkurencieschopnosti – slovenskí podnikatelia čelia zložitému a neustále sa meniacemu prostrediu. Budúcnosť exportu závisí od prístupu k inováciám, kapitálu aj diverzifikácií. Meniace sa geopolitické vzťahy stavajú slovenský export do zložitej pozície. Predseda Rady slovenských exportérov Lukáš Parízek v rozhovore s Veronikou Vaňkovou viac o tom, ako sa na exportnom trhu pohybovať v čase neistôt, kde hľadať príležitosti a v čom sú šance na posilnenie potenciálu spolupráce krajín V4.

The new Rumps & Bumps jersey just dropped! Check out afterpartyinc.com. Its a special Independence Day episode featuring our girl VOO. She tells us all about how she got started dancing in the Sun City, some wild club stories and we talk about good and bad times at the infamous Jaguars Gentleman's Club. Plus she tells us what she's up to nowadays including her brand new single life. Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty.

Vitajte pri 64. vydaní Index newslettra v audio verzii. Som Eva Frantová a aj tento piatok vám prinášam to najzaujímavejšie zo sveta biznisu a ekonomiky za posledný týždeň. Vláda sa pred letným voľnom stretla s automobilkami, aby riešila pokles ich konkurencieschopnosti. Na stretnutie, ale aj na stav eurofondov a tržby firiem sa v Index newslettri pozrieme bližšie. Ďakujem, že odoberáte Index newsletter. Ak ste tak náhodou ešte neurobili, zmeniť to môžete na tomto odkaze. V prípade, že ho chcete pravidelne počúvať v audio verzii, stačí ak zakliknete jeho odber v akejkoľvek podcastovej aplikácii. Krátky oznam: Budúci týždeň bude mať Index newsletter letnú pauzu, najbližšie vyjde v piatok, 25. júla. _ Ak máte pre nás spätnú väzbu, odkaz alebo nápad, napíšte nám na ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠podcastindex@sme.sk⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ – Všetky podcasty denníka SME nájdete na ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠sme.sk/podcasty⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 3 of July 10, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk with studio sponsor, K.D. Bowen of Fanatics 101. Then, they talk about Colorado head coach Deion Sanders comments at Big 12 Media Days on Wednesday about a needed salary cap in college football and him taking offense to a certain media outlet asking him a question about his health. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 4 of July 10, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk with former Duke and Notre Dame athletic director Kevin White about the job his son, Danny, has done as AD at Tennessee, his thoughts on collective bargaining, how he would handle revenue sharing, and more. Then, it is time for birthdays!!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 2 of July 10, 2025 Jacob Townsend and Bud talk about Major League Baseball using ABS in the All-Star Game next week. Then, should college football follow the Big 12 in getting rid of preseason rankings. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Jacob Townsend and Bud talk with former Duke and Notre Dame athletic director Kevin White about the job his son, Danny, has done as AD at Tennessee, his thoughts on collective bargaining, how he would handle revenue sharing, and more.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week Shauna and Dan explore "Nip it in the Bud." Bonus: Barney Fife, Lancelot, and the War of 1812 It's free to join our Patreon, patreon.com/bunnytrailspod On our Patreon you have direct access to reach Shauna and Dan, plus join our weekly chats and polls. Paid tiers have even more perks, like early access and name recognition on the show. So join us on Patreon! patreon.com/bunnytrailspod Shownotes are always available on our website, bunnytrailspod.com Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved

Shane Stroud - witting or unwitting Forest Whitaker expert - and surprise guest [Patreon Executive Producer] Bud Koltys watch a Vietnam refugee story about art crossing the imperial divide. Shane makes us all feel bad - on purpose - and claims a classic segment from the pod's early days: WHITAKER WATCH. Bud reveals his [REDACTED] Personal Vietnam and then withdraws until the end of the podcast, where he really nails the Swayze Scale. Thanks to our sponsor: Gordon Food Services (when you need hundreds of cups [or chicken fingers], you know who to call: GFS)

Today on Bud's #WeeklyGeekOut . . . summer's great, but bug spray and sunscreen are NOT great for your screens and glasses. =O webmeister Bud Listen and get more details at TheZone.fm/geekout

An Indiana woman reaches out to famed author Bud Hopkins after seeing a UFO and beings in her yard. Part IDeb Kauble details strange childhood experiences,an encounter with mysterious strangers in her teen years, and a NDE experience following unusual circumstances and challenges faced in pregnancy.Visit patreon.com/toowiarts or toowiarts.com for info 

Guest host Bradley Bowman is joined by U.S. Air Force pilots Lt. Col. Brian “Bud” Leitzke and Lt. Col. Kevin “Rowdy” Murphy for an exclusive firsthand account of April 13, 2024, when Iran launched over 300 drones and missiles at Israel. Bud and Rowdy's squadron scrambled into the night sky in one of the largest U.S. air combat missions in years. What followed was a high-stakes, real-time defense of Israeli and American interests.

Guest host Bradley Bowman is joined by U.S. Air Force pilots Lt. Col. Brian “Bud” Leitzke and Lt. Col. Kevin “Rowdy” Murphy for an exclusive firsthand account of April 13, 2024, when Iran launched over 300 drones and missiles at Israel. Bud and Rowdy's squadron scrambled into the night sky in one of the largest U.S. air combat missions in years. What followed was a high-stakes, real-time defense of Israeli and American interests.

Join host Ian Henzel for an intimate, funny, and deeply heartfelt conversation with YA author Russell J. Sanders, whose novels tackle everything from queer identity and transgender love stories to the darker corners of religion and morality. In this episode, Russell shares how growing up gay in conservative 1960s Texas shaped his worldview, his long career as a teacher, and how a lifelong love of reading—and a copy of Auntie Mame—helped him imagine a bigger life. We explore his newest books, The Secret Life of Remy Walsh and Bud, and dig into how he brings complex, emotionally resonant teen characters to life.

Kevin Eikenberry is the Chief Potential Officer of The Kevin Eikenberry Group – a leadership and learning company based in Indianapolis, IN with a team across the United States. He has spent over 30 years helping organizations and leaders from at least 53 countries become more effective. Global Gurus has listed him on the list of most influential thinkers on leadership for the last four years. His blog (https://kevineikenberry.com/blog/) and podcast (https://RemarkablePodcast.com) are among the most popular on leadership. Remarkable Leadership, From Bud to Boss, and The Long-Distance Leader, The Long-Distance Teammate, The Long-Distance Team, are among the books he has authored or co-authored. Kevin believes his new book Flexible Leadership: Navigate Uncertainty and Lead with Confidence, is his best and most important work yet.Find more from Kevin here:https://www.linkedin.com/in/kevineikenberry/https://www.facebook.com/kevineikenberryfanpage/http://instagram.com/kevineikenberryhttps://twitter.com/kevineikenberryhttps://www.youtube.com/user/KevinEikenberryGrouphttps://www.tiktok.com/@kevin_eikenberryGet Kevin's amazing gift at www.kevineikenberry.com/giftGet your Jumpstart Journal here: http://subscribepage.io/YCauoKWork with me: www.karaleighgarrison.com/coaching

Send us a textBeach writing inspires stories about life's quirky moments, from sandwich cravings to pretzel capers and cultural observations.• Writing at Charleston's beaches with a packed lunch that inevitably speaks to me before lunchtime• The peculiar phenomenon of everyone snacking at the beach, including wildlife• Encountering a brazen grape thief at Walmart who offered to share her stolen goods• The Great Pretzel Caper - witnessing a couple steal an abandoned Bavarian pretzel at a bar• Smuckers acquiring Hostess and attempting to revive Twinkies despite their questionable taste• Modelo dethroning Budweiser by attaching to fighting culture while Bud struggled with identity• The "casualizing of America" and how dress codes reflect cultural shifts in respect• Long Drive Competition culture and the surprising 515-yard record from 1974 by 64-year-old Mike AustinIf you enjoyed this episode, find me on social media or wherever you get your podcasts. Subscribe for more Just Tales from beautiful Charleston, South Carolina.Support the showSpotify Apple podcastsAmazon Music all other streaming services

Minoritea Report Ep 334 is serving wigs, tea, and unfiltered laughs! This week, Yo Aunteas dive into Brandy & Monica reuniting for The Boy Is Mine tour, Cardi B's fiery new single, and Chicago's O'Hare Airport possibly opening the first gay bar at a US airport. We spill on: The nostalgia and drama around the Brandy/Monica tour Cardi B's lines that have us shook Lizzo's rumored new single “We Outside” McDonald's DEI rollback and boycott talk Your Ask Yo Aunteas: F*ck Bud dilemmas So, get your cups ready for a Black queer perspective on pop culture, community news, and the hot mess in these streets with your favorite Aunteas.

#floydmayweather #terencecrawford #canelo Get ready for a knockout episode of ThaBoxingVoice as we dive into the sizzling rumors sparked by Oscar De La Hoya, claiming the Canelo Alvarez vs. Terence Crawford mega-fight is set for a morning or early afternoon slot in Las Vegas on September 13, 2025! Is Golden Boy's promoter stirring the pot, or is this a game-changer for boxing fans? We also break down the viral video of Terence Crawford slapping stablemate Steven Nelson in a “power slap” moment—did Bud really knock him out, or is it all staged? Join our hosts for heated debates, expert analysis, and the latest boxing buzz, including recent fight results and what this means for the sport's biggest stars. Perfect for boxing enthusiasts aged 18-65, this episode is packed with fun, thought-provoking insights. Subscribe, comment, and vote in our polls on YouTube, X, and Discord to join the conversation! #boxing Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices