Podcasts about Claus

It's the night after Christmas and all through the house, the incredible Adventures of Mrs. Claus captivated Jack and David from Last Act Radio Theatre! Mrs. Claus, Lyric, and Kuma find themselves trapped in a prison cell after trying to save Princess Nyra, and who's behind it? The Scarlet Jade herself, a nasty no-good-nik bent on draining planets of their lifeforce...but to what end?! Can Mrs. Claus and the gang stop the Scarlet Jade in time and save the Princess? Should they trust the handsome blue alien they meet along the way? And will Santa get to borrow the sled for Christmas Eve? Only one way to find out... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

It's the night after Christmas and all through the house, the incredible Adventures of Mrs. Claus captivated Jack and David from Last Act Radio Theatre! Mrs. Claus, Lyric, and Kuma find themselves trapped in a prison cell after trying to save Princess Nyra, and who's behind it? The Scarlet Jade herself, a nasty no-good-nik bent on draining planets of their lifeforce...but to what end?! Can Mrs. Claus and the gang stop the Scarlet Jade in time and save the Princess? Should they trust the handsome blue alien they meet along the way? And will Santa get to borrow the sled for Christmas Eve? Only one way to find out... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Claus von Stauffenberg est l'héritier d'une famille allemande aristocratique. En 1943, alors qu'il sert en Afrique du Nord, une opération dangereuse lui coute son bras droit, deux doigts de la main gauche et l'un de ses yeux. Il est convaincu que s'il a eu la vie sauve, c'est pour débarrasser l'Allemagne d'Hitler. Intégré comme chef d'État-major, il participe régulièrement à des réunions militaires en sa présence. Le 20 juillet 1944, il passe à l'action et dépose une mallette chargée d'explosifs au pied du Führer, avant de s'éclipser. Convaincu qu'il vient de tuer Hitler, il rejoint l'aéroport et s'envole pour Berlin afin de lancer l'opération Walkyrie. Seulement, Hitler a survécu. Alors que la nouvelle se répand, l'armée se retourne contre les officiers conjurés. Jugé en urgence, Von Stauffenberg est fusillé avec ses complices. Le 20 juillet 1944, une poignée d'officiers allemands rebelles a bien failli tuer Hitler. Au sein même de la Wehrmacht, les membres de l'opération Walkyrie sentent que le Führer mène le pays à sa perte. Dans un récit inédit, Virginie Girod vous plonge au cœur de l'histoire de ce complot contre le régime nazi. Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Bjoern Altmann In this episode of the Independent Thinking Show for @FifthWrist Radio, Roman (⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@TimesRomanAU⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠) and Claus (@tapir_ffm) speak with Bjoern Altmann (@bjoernaltmann) - horological illustrator, typographer, author and designer.Bjorn Altmann, a graphic designer and illustrator with a deep passion for horology. Discover Bjoern's journey from Germany to London, his expertise in typography, logo design and his fascinating work illustrating watches and manhole covers! The conversation delves into the significance of fonts in watch design, the meticulous process of creating (or imagining) accurate watch illustrations, and Bjoern's collaborations with brands like Tag Heuer (@tagheuer),  Ollech & Wajs ⁠(@OllechandWajs) and many others.This episode also provides a unique perspective on the often-overlooked world of typography and illustration in watch design and collecting.Please also make sure to check out Bjoern's amazing work on Instagram at (@bjoernaltmann) and  https://www.bjoernaltmann.com/   ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow us on Instagram: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@FifthWrist⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  #fifthwrist #fifthwristradio #fifthwristradiopodcast ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@FifthWrist ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ #ollechwajswatchesIndependent Thinking Show is a place dedicated to showcasing the great people doing interesting and cool things in the world of horology. To join our crew group chat then please email us at contact@fifthwrist.com and if you have time please leave us a review wherever you listen to our podcast.Theme Music for 2025 ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Wrong Time by Silent Partner (via YouTube Free Music Channel)⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  

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Send us a textWhen discussions of abuse happen, they are often framed to discuss abuse of women by men. So what happens when a man is abused? How are men set up to experience abuse? We answer these questions and more with our friend Heather Claus! For more about Heather, find her on Instagram @curiouser.life, on Facebook at CuriouserLife, and on her website my.curiouser.life.Stay up to date with our episodes and happenings by following us on Facebook, Threads, Instagram, and LinkedIn and please email any questions or feedback to TouchySubjectsPodcast@gmail.com or head to our website TouchySubjectsPodcast.com.If you or someone you know wants assistance please call the National Hotline at 1−800−799−7233 or visit https://www.thehotline.org or the National Sexual Assault Helpline at 1-800-656-4673 or RAINN.org.Music credits: Uplifting Summer by Alex_MakeMusic (2021) Licensed under a Pixabay License. http://pixabay.com/music/dance-uplifting-summer-10356/The views and opinions expressed in this podcast are the host's own and might not represent the official views and opinions of the agencies in which they represent. 

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

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Jahn, Thekla www.deutschlandfunk.de, Campus & Karriere

Schottland, 1977: Ein abgelegener Landsitz, ein verschwundener Mann – und eine Wahrheit, die schockierender nicht sein könnte. Was als scheinbar gewöhnlicher Kriminalfall beginnt, entpuppt sich schnell als verstörende Reise in die Psyche eines Serienmörders, der jahrzehntelang ein makelloses Doppelleben führt. -- In dieser Folge von BRITPOD CRIME erzählen Claus Beling und Alexander-Klaus Stecher die Geschichte von Archibald Hall – auch bekannt unter dem Namen Roy Fontaine. Geboren 1924 in Glasgow, wächst Hall in schwierigen Verhältnissen auf und entwickelt sich früh zum Hochstapler, Dieb und schließlich zum Mörder. Sein Deckmantel: der perfekte Butler. Elegant, diskret, scheinbar unauffällig – und zugleich eiskalt berechnend. Die Episode beleuchtet seine Kindheit, seine kriminelle Karriere als Meisterdieb im britischen Hochadel und die Serie brutaler Morde, die er nach seiner Haftentlassung verübte. Unterstützt von skrupellosen Komplizen, mordet Hall aus Eifersucht, Gier und Verzweiflung. Seine Festnahme ist das Ergebnis einer zufälligen Kettenreaktion – ein letzter Auftritt in einem Leben voller Lügen, Masken und Gewalt. BRITPOD CRIME, Englands Mystery Crime Stories! -- WhatsApp: Du kannst Alexander und Claus direkt auf ihre Handys Nachrichten schicken! Welche Ecke Englands sollten die beiden mal besuchen? Zu welchen Themen wünschst Du Dir mehr Folgen? Warst Du schon mal in Great Britain und magst ein paar Fotos mit Claus und Alexander teilen? Probiere es gleich aus: +49 8152 989770 - einfach diese Nummer einspeichern und schon kannst Du BRITPOD per WhatsApp erreichen. -- Ein ALL EARS ON YOU Original Podcast.

Rahmlow, Axel www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Studio 9 - Der Tag mit ...

Ho farà en una xerrada - taller avui, a les 19.30 hores, al Puntet, dins de la Setmana de la Salut.

”Jeg vil gerne være gemt og glemt. Jeg har ikke behov for at skinne. Jeg skinner i mit eget liv, og jeg har det faktisk bedst med at være anonym.”Sådan siger den ikoniske danske kok 'Røde' Claus Christensen i dette afsnit af 'Arbejdstitel'. Kristoffer og Oliver er nemlig taget ind på hans nye restaurant SK12, som ligger i det indre København. Snakken går blandt andet på hans mange restauranter, hvorfor der altid hænger kunst på væggene på de steder, han åbner, og så taler de selvfølgelig om en af de retter, han forbindes allermest med: hvalen. De kommer naturligvis ikke udenom en omgang 'Overvurderet/Undervurderet', og denne gang diskuteres det at få hjælp til en parkering, ølglas med stilk, at bestille mad på en udenlandsk restaurant uden at se kortet, citronsorbet til dessert og at få tilberedt en ret ved bordet. Dette afsnit er bragt i samarbejde med Illy, der er hovedsponsor ved Gastro Awards 2025. Se mere på ⁠gastroawards.euroman.dk

Claus Berg er manden bag GÅ DIG GLAD i Esbjerg, og Claus fortæller her om motivation for at starte Gå DIG GLAD.

New SPND20 MIXTAPE by @clausschoening incoming!

Ein Zelt, das Geschichten schreibt. Seit über einem Jahrhundert begeistert der Circus Krone mit spektakulären Shows, artistischer Präzision und einer tief verwurzelten Tiertradition. Doch hinter der Magie steckt harte Arbeit – und große Verantwortung. -- In dieser Folge BRITPOD sprechen Alexander und Claus mit dem Direktorenpaar des legendären Circus Krone: Jana Mandana Lacey-Krone ist Inhaberin und Direktorin des größten Zirkus' der Welt, ihr Ehemann Martin Lacey Junior stammt aus einer britischen Dompteurs-Dynastie. Gemeinsam führen sie den Circus Krone – mit Herz, Hingabe und einem klaren Bekenntnis zum Tierwohl. Sie erzählen vom logistischen und finanziellen Kraftakt hinter dem Zirkuszelt – rund 40.000 Euro kostet der tägliche Betrieb. Besonders die artgerechte Tierhaltung ist ein zentrales Thema: Pferde nehmen im Circus Krone eine Schlüsselrolle ein, sowohl in der Show als auch im täglichen Umgang. Die Dressur basiert auf Vertrauen, Feingefühl und jahrzehntelanger Erfahrung – unterstützt durch wissenschaftliche Studien, die den hohen Standard der Tierbetreuung bestätigen. Außerdem gibt das erfolgreiche und sympathische Unternehmerpaar Einblicke in das Zusammenspiel von Artistik, Choreografie und internationalem Ensemble. Der familiäre Umgang und die gegenseitige Unterstützung prägen den Alltag in der Manege. Für junge Talente ist das renommierte Monte Carlo Festival das Schaufenster und Sprungbrett für eine Zukunft im Zirkus. Jana und Martin sprechen auch offen über die Herausforderungen der Gegenwart, die Rolle von Social Media im Dialog mit dem Publikum und warum die Zukunft des Zirkus vor allem eines braucht: Qualität. BRITPOD - England at its Best. -- WhatsApp: Du kannst Alexander und Claus direkt auf ihre Handys Nachrichten schicken! Welche Ecke Englands sollten die beiden mal besuchen? Zu welchen Themen wünschst Du Dir mehr Folgen? Warst Du schon mal in Great Britain und magst ein paar Fotos mit Claus und Alexander teilen? Probiere es gleich aus: +49 8152 989770 - einfach diese Nummer einspeichern und schon kannst Du BRITPOD per WhatsApp erreichen. -- Ein ALL EARS ON YOU Original Podcast.

Er betritt die Manege, das Publikum hält den Atem an: Im grellen Licht des Scheinwerfers thront ein Löwe - gewaltig, majestätisch. Ihm gegenüber steht ein Mann, der mit einem Blick, einer Geste, seiner Stimme führt. Martin Lacey Junior ist einer der bekanntesten Raubtierdompteure der Welt. Seine Bühne: der legendäre Circus Krone. -- In dieser Episode treffen Alexander und Claus auf einen der renommiertesten Raubtiertrainer unserer Zeit: Martin Lacey Junior – mehrfach ausgezeichnet und Teil einer der bekanntesten englischen Dompteur-Dynastien. Doch seine Verbindung zur Manege geht noch weiter: Er arbeitet nicht nur für den größten Zirkus der Welt, er ist auch mit dessen Direktorin und Inhaberin verheiratet – Jana Mandana Lacey-Krone. Näher kann man dem Zirkus kaum kommen. Martin gewährt exklusive Einblicke in die lange Tradition seiner Familie, das tägliche Training mit Löwen und Tigern und die besondere Beziehung zwischen Mensch und Tier. Vertrauen, Verantwortung und Geduld stehen dabei im Mittelpunkt – ebenso wie Zuchtprogramme, Blutlinien und wissenschaftlich fundierte Erkenntnisse zur artgerechten Haltung. Auch Themen wie Sicherheit, Beschäftigung und die mentale Auslastung der Tiere kommen zur Sprache. Und nicht zuletzt: Wie wird das Wissen an die nächste Generation weitergegeben? Wie wächst man in ein Leben mit Raubtieren hinein – und wie lebt man es?BRITPOD - England at its best! -- WhatsApp: Du kannst Alexander und Claus direkt auf ihre Handys Nachrichten schicken! Welche Ecke Englands sollten die beiden mal besuchen? Zu welchen Themen wünschst Du Dir mehr Folgen? Warst Du schon mal in Great Britain und magst ein paar Fotos mit Claus und Alexander teilen? Probiere es gleich aus: +49 8152 989770 - einfach diese Nummer einspeichern und schon kannst Du BRITPOD per WhatsApp erreichen. -- Ein ALL EARS ON YOU Original Podcast.

Author, Sandra E. Bonura and I chat about the Life of Claus Spreckels and how he became the Sugar King of California.

Phil and Emily continue their Tom Cruise Mini-Series with the 2008 historical thriller Valkyrie, and they're joined by writer David Iserson (Mr. Robot, Mad Men, New Girl) to dig into one of the most unexpected and serious turns in Cruise's 2000s filmography.Directed by Bryan Singer, Valkyrie dramatizes the real-life plot to assassinate Adolf Hitler, with Cruise portraying German officer Claus von Stauffenberg. Together, they unpack the film's tonal tightrope, its ambitious historical scope, and the curious creative choices—like Cruise playing a German colonel with an American accent.Is Valkyrie a misunderstood thriller or just a strange blip in Cruise's action-packed decade? Tune in for a thoughtful—and fun—conversation that revisits this fascinating film.Follow David Iserson:Instagram: @davidisersonTwitter: @davidiserson#Valkyrie #TomCruise #PodcastLikeIts2000s #DavidIserson #BryanSinger #HistoricalThrillers #ClausVonStauffenberg #2000sCinema #FilmDiscussion #TomCruiseMiniSeries #PopCulturePodcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects. The chilling ambience captured at the offset transcends into the first full length track by Elli Acula, ‘Floating Eyes', a cur characterised by an authoritative, pounding bass featuring calculated percussive rolls and metallic overtones to make for a face-scrunching opener to this devilish collection of works. FJAAK follow for the first of twin cameo appearances, partnering up with fellow live supremo and hardware aficionado KiNK. On ‘Overbridge' the trio deliver a cavernous, rolling number driven by a deep thrumming bass in addition to a razor-edged lead synth, and pulsating technopattern. Dajusch is known for incorporating his years of classical study in with his immersive musical style – and with his VA effort the Berlin native neatly showcases this. Easing the energy slightly, ‘Move' escalates from its warm, melodic intro into rumbling goliath of a beat comprising a looping, slew of gassy harmonics. The momentum of the release shifts considerably with the introduction of acutely versatile producer, DJ and sound artist Claus. The artist from Spandau leans his track ‘Bloomscroll' towards sparse, dubby sonics in which he intricately ties together to form churning, burgeoning soundscape. FJAAK jolt proceedings back into the techno groove with their signature blend of arresting sub-bass and reverberating rhythms, which come thick, fast and heavy on ‘Jackfruit'. The abstract wonder of Anna Z's broken-beat like stylings is fully explored on ‘Icy Liq'. It's outlandish and amorphous in its execution, causing a clattering percussive chaos that's choicely pieced together by the modular-extraordinaire. Nikk stealthy moves into breaks territory with his track ‘Down In The Shadows', packing a trap-like snare with an acid-flecked melody and dawn-breaking, dream-like textures. The penultimate track on the VA is ‘Tufted'. J.Manuel expertly employs a chorus of robot-like sonics that course through a short-circuiting low-end to produce a pacy, inescapable journey via a whirling, merciless beat. He is joined by the legendary producer Tobi Neumann for their menacingly ambient number titled ‘Fennec.' In parts a nod to UK dubstep, the duo concocts a fierce admixture of styles bolstering tribal-like components with industrialised overtones and methodically crafted drum-fills.

Ein junges Mädchen wächst in einem kleinen englischen Dorf auf. Sie besucht eine ganz normale Schule, führt ein gewöhnliches Leben. Was sie zu diesem Zeitpunkt noch nicht ahnt: Eines Tages wird sie eine echte Prinzessin. Catherine Middleton, heute bekannt als Princess of Wales, lebt den Traum vieler – doch was bedeutet es wirklich, einen Adelstitel zu tragen? -- Alexander-Klaus Stecher und Claus Beling nehmen uns in dieser Episode mit in die faszinierende Welt des britischen Adels. Sie erklären die historischen Hintergründe, die Bedeutung von Ehrentiteln und räumen mit Mythen rund um den Adel auf. Denn es gibt weit mehr als nur die fünf Hauptadelsränge Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount und Baron. Wer gehört wirklich zum Hochadel – und wer nicht? Wie werden Ehrentitel vergeben? Welche Rolle spielen Life-Peers im britischen Adelssystem? Und wie hat die Reform des Adels das traditionelle System verändert? BRITPOD - England at its best! -- WhatsApp: Du kannst Alexander und Claus direkt auf ihre Handys Nachrichten schicken! Welche Ecke Englands sollten die beiden mal besuchen? Zu welchen Themen wünschst Du Dir mehr Folgen? Warst Du schon mal in Great Britain und magst ein paar Fotos mit Claus und Alexander teilen? Probiere es gleich aus: +49 8152 989770 - einfach diese Nummer einspeichern und schon kannst Du BRITPOD per WhatsApp erreichen. -- Ein ALL EARS ON YOU Original Podcast.

Buy here: found.ee/spandau20-010 Spandau20, an imprint named after the Western Berlin district and focused on artists from the area, delivers techno in all diverse forms – from warehouse and electronic peak time beats to breaks and IDM, balancing the old and new school sounds flawlessly. With a focus on vinyl releases, for the collectors, Spandau20 has lately also focused on its label nights, with showcases at Fabric, Bassiani and many others. The label's 10th release features 10 tracks that epitomise the musical diversity of Spandau20 and the progressive musical mindset of its roster, calling on the label favourites and Spandau natives to deliver brand new and exciting music. This special release even features one track that all artists have worked on together: ‘Come Closer', a swarming, slithering beginning featured as the VA's opener. Its barely coherent female vocal echoing amidst a cacophony of demon-like effects.

In this episode of BetterTech, we sit down with Claus T. Jensen, CTO of the University of Texas Medical Center, to explore the future of healthcare technology. Claus shares his insights on the fusion of digital intelligence and human expertise, redefining how hospitals and medical centers operate. He discusses how smart buildings can become part of the care team, leveraging sensors, AI, and automation to enhance patient outcomes. With extensive experience across finance, high-tech, and healthcare, Claus also delves into the role of leadership, decision-making, and navigating digital transformation in the medical field. Tune in for a thought-provoking discussion on the next frontier of healthcare innovation.

Om at løbe rigtigt, rigtigt langt - Ekstrem- og ultraløb. Idrætskulturen polariseres på mange måder og folk dyrker vildere og vildere ting. I dag har Fitness M/K besøg af Moses Løvstad og Claus Rasmussen aka Posemanden. De tegner en del af de danske langtløbermiljø og de er i studiet til en snak om selve det at løbe langt. Hvordan føles det under og efter, hvordan træner de og hvem er det, der løber de her sindssygt lange løb? Hvad er det, der får dem til at gøre noget så smertefuldt ved sig selv og så alligevel beslutte at gentage det et halvt år senere? Anders Fabricius NedergaardNB: Programmet er et genudgivet program fra da Fitness M/K blev produceret hos Radio24syv. Programmet blev sendt første gang 2016-06-18.. Programmet blev sendt første gang 2016-06-18. "Hejsa, det er din vært, Anders her.Hvis du gerne vil følge bedre med i hvad der sker i Fitness M/K universet, så kan du nu blive skrevet op til vores nyhedsbrev. Der vil du på månedsbasis modtage nyheder om podcasten, som nye afsnit, kommende events, tilbud fra og samarbejder med podcast gæster.Du kan blive skrevet op til nyhedsbrevet her , læse nyt fra redaktionen her, se og søge afsnit her.Jeg håber at se dig i Fitness M/K universet på www."

Nancy Pledges her passionate best for Mike.Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.I sat on the sofa staring out the back window and across the yard, wondering what they were talking about. A few minutes turned into half an hour, which turned into almost an hour. My curiosity finally got the best of me and I snuck down the hall as quietly as I could. I stopped at the door and listened, hoping to hear their conversation. But conversation was not what I heard. What I heard was soft gentle moaning. Two different sounds of moaning. I shook my head in confusion and pushed the door open silently, moving it ever so slowly so that the hinge, which occasionally squeaks, wouldn't. I peeked around the door to the bed and stood there, staring.No wonder I didn't hear them talking. Linda was laying on the bed, as naked as she had been in the kitchen, with her feet on my pillow, her knees pushed wide. My wife on top, held herself on her hands and knees, equally naked, with her head between Linda's legs, licking her cunt, while moaning in pleasure at Linda's attentions to hers.I stepped into the room and neither seemed to notice me at all. I watched the two of them making out, licking each other, driving the other toward climax. Was this why Nancy wasn't interested in sex with me any longer? Was she getting it from Linda instead? I hadn't ever known her to be interested in other women, at least not in that way. But it was hard to deny what I was seeing. It didn't take my body long to respond to what I was seeing, my cock soon standing hard and rigid. Pointing up over the horizon, like an artillery cannon barrel.No, if she was getting it from Linda, I was damn well going to make sure she understood what she was giving up. I stepped to the end of the bed, looking at my wife's ass and cunt, held in the air by her knees, while Linda licked and played with her swollen clit. Linda saw me and smiled. She moved her hand from my wife's ass and reached for my cock. She pulled me in toward her, pulling my engorged head toward both her mouth and my wife's cunt. She aimed me right to my wife's sopping wet lips and then used her other hand to reach around my ass and coaxed me into the ‘docking portal'. She'd stopped licking my wife and rubbed my engorged head up and down Nancy's slit, wetting my mushroom with my wife's juices.I reached for my wife's hips, making her jump slightly as she felt my big firm hands on her. She stiffened, almost as if she were going to refuse me, and then her stiffness faded as Linda rubbed my head around her lips a little harder, working it between her lips and into the entrance of her depths. My wife wiggled her hips side to side, much like she used to when she was inviting me to fuck her hot hole. I pushed toward her, forcing my engorged head slowly into her, spreading her hot wet vagina as I slipped ever so slowly into her."Oh, fuck yes." Nancy moaned as I pushed my way deeper into her. "That's it honey. Fuck me. Make me come around your fat cock!" She lowered her head to Linda's cunt again and I heard her muffled moan as I started to stroke slowly in and out of her.Every stroke brought my balls across Linda's face, slapping her eyebrows slightly. In and out I started to thrust, my cock stroking its full length in and out of her. Linda wrapped her left hand around my ass cheek and  hooked her other hand around Nancy's thigh. Linda was now conducting the symphony movement of our love anthem. Linda's middle finger pressed my anus tightly and eventually entered just inside my sphincter.I felt Nancy's already excited cunt start to spasm when I'd barely started stroking, Linda having apparently gotten her already very close to climax. I knew I was still quite a ways from my own climax as I held her hips and kept thrusting, pushing in and out so that my cock teased her insides from the entrance all the way to the end of her tunnel.Nancy always said that my thick shaft felt so much bigger when I fucked her from behind. I wanted her to enjoy it. I wanted her to feel my cock making her climax. I wanted her to remember how good it felt that first time, that time laying on the picnic table, feeling a cock slide into her for the first time. I wanted her to enjoy it like she did then, coming so hard to my stroking cock that her body surprised both of us and pumped her juices out all over my stomach and crotch. I wanted her to climax that hard again."Oh fuck!" she squeaked as she pulled her face from Linda's cunt. "Oh fuck me, lover. God you feel so good. Come for me. Fill me up with your cum. Oh God! Yes! That's it. Fuck me!" She hadn't been all that vocal for years, and hearing her talk like a vulgar whore, begging me to fuck and fill her; pushed all the right buttons at the right time. While my mind was still imagining that it was that first time again, feeling her for the first time, I held her hips and drove harder into her, rocking the entire bed as I pumped in and out of her with abandon.My body raced toward climax as I thrust myself deep into my wife, a feeling of elation and desire all mixed together running through my body. I was so close, I wanted to come, I wanted to fill her cunt with my cum, I wanted her to keep climaxing as long as I could make her. I kept thrusting, trying to keep holding her climax at its peak as long as I could. I felt a hand on my ass, moving with me, coaxing me harder into my wife.I looked down past my thrusting cock at Linda's face, grinning up at me, waiting, coaxing. In a moment of clear realization I knew what she wanted."Oh Fuck!" I grunted loudly as my body spasmed. I could feel my cock pumping shot after shot of cum into my wife's spasming cunt, filling her, feeling her climax still squeezing and milking me, like I hadn't felt for oh so many years. I stood there, my knees leaning against the mattress, panting, listening to my wife moan and pant herself, my cum still leaking into her as my cock twitched occasionally."Oh God, yes. So good." She moaned softly, laying her head between Linda's legs again, but not to lick her any longer. Linda released her hold on my ass and instead hooked her index finger around the base of my cock. She coaxed me back, backing me out of my wife slowly. My now softening tallywhacker slipped from Nancy's reddened, swollen cunt lips, and dropped onto Linda's face.Linda tiled her head back and opened her mouth. I slid inside Linda's waiting mouth and she sucked my shrinking cock for only a few seconds before gently pushing me further back. I knew why, though I was surprised that she'd want to.I stood, my cock almost dripping the remaining cum in Linda's face, holding my wife's ass cheeks for balance. I watched Linda lick the cum oozing from my wife's gaping cunt, my white cream leaking from her and dripping down off her twat lips into Linda's mouth."Tastes just like that cookie." Linda moaned softly. "I swear that was cum flavored icing.""I kinda thought it tasted like Nancy's cunt." I panted as I moved onto the bed and flopped onto my back, momentarily exhausted.I lay there, trying to catch my breath, listening to Linda lick my wife, sending occasional shudders through her body. Nancy finally had all she could take and shifted off Linda and over onto me, laying down on me. She lay flat on me, her tits smashed to my chest, her face inches from mine. Without a word she lowered her lips to mine and kissed me. Hesitantly at first, and then with growing urgency. She held my face and kissed and sucked my lips, almost as if she were afraid I was going to not be there.Linda rolled onto her side, facing away from us, then resumed her own masterbations, stroking her cunt with two fingers, while her other hand fondled her aroused nipples. Linda was a moaner.Finally, after what had to be at least five minutes, both Nancy and I panting breathlessly, she softened and then stopped her kisses. "I'm sorry love." She whispered into my ear as she laid her cheek beside mine."For what?" I whispered back."For not realizing what I was doing to you. For almost losing you. I never meant for it to happen. I should have known. I should have heard you. You said it, I know you did. Even Linda heard you. But I was too busy with my own feelings that I didn't listen to you. I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to have to find it someplace else. I don't want you to walk out of my life. I don't want anyone but you, but I have to, I need to, I, I.""Shush." I whispered, pressing her chest into me, holding her face next to mine. "I don't want to lose you either. You're the love of my life. Why would I leave you?""Because I forgot. I forgot how it was. I laid here, crying, feeling sorry for myself that Linda could coax you into sex so easily. I thought that you didn't care anymore or want me anymore. But she told me. She said she's seen me reject your advances too many times, that you had to think that I didn't want you anymore. Nothing could be farther from the truth. It's just, It's. I don't know how to explain. But I was wrong. I should have listened. I should have seen the signs. Please don't leave me." She practically begged me before she started crying, her tears running down her face and my cheek as well, where we were pressed together."I'm not leaving. Shish. I'm still here," I whispered back, stroking her back and ass."Promise?""Oh lover. You know I can't live without you.""I used to think that. I used to think that I never had to worry. I used to think you were mine forever, and, well, I watched you pleasuring her, right there, right in front of me, right in our own kitchen. I, I was scared. I was afraid that I was going to lose you. I was mad. I was mad at you, I was mad at Linda.”“I was actually mad at myself. Mostly now at myself. You did what I pushed you to. You did it because I ignore you. I don't do what we used to do.""I don't understand. What we used to do?""When we were first together. I worked so hard to give you everything you desired. I wanted you to be happy. I wanted you to love me. I wanted you to want me, to desire to be with me. I knew that sexual contentment was a big part of that. I knew that if I didn't make you feel happy that way, that there'd be no chance of lasting love. Guys need that. They need sex. They need it to feel complete. I forgot that. I forgot because I had your love and I forgot that I needed to return it the way you needed it, not the way I felt like giving it. My empathy failed.”"I don't understand, Nancy. When we were first together, you were playful, you loved doing all those things, all those ways, all those places. You didn't like it? You were just, what, faking enjoying it?" I asked with concern and no small amount of hurt welling up in my heart. Had our whole relationship been based on a lie?She rolled off of me, onto her back, next to me. "I didn't not enjoy it, but I wouldn't have chosen to do it by myself if you hadn't asked me to.""Then why didn't you say no?" I rolled on my side to look at her face."I never wanted to say no. I thought it was what was expected. That guys had sex that way. I wanted to be wanted, so I focused on meeting your desires. But I lost that, over the years.""I'm confused. You had to know not all guys did all that. I mean, I loved what we did. I loved the variety and the newness of every time we did it someplace different, or in a different way, or whatever. But if you didn't want to, you had to know it wasn't required.""Wasn't it? What has been your complaint for the last twenty years? That we never do anything like that anymore. Kinda sounds required to me."I rolled facing Nancy; Linda still in her own world, at the foot of the big bed. Nancy rolled onto her side and rested her head so our noses nearly touched, stroking her fingers on my chest. "I'd have never made you do anything you didn't want to. Not if I knew. Now you're telling me everything that we did was faked?""Not faked. Just not, always my choice." She whispered. "The guy I was with, before you. He was, well, he didn't believe in sex before marriage, so we didn't. Not at all. He never even tried to take my bra off or pull down my pants or anything. So, when I started dating you, I did what you wanted, just like I did what he wanted.""Why did you leave him?""After two years, I needed more. I needed that physical relationship. I wanted intimacy, and he didn't seem any closer to asking me to marry him than when we started dating. So, I moved on, or at least I was planning on it. The day you spilled coke all over me? I was out with my best friends, they were trying to convince me that it was time to move on and find someone different. Someone that could make me feel completely different than Jerry did.""And me dumping a whole cup of soda pop down your shirt was definitely different.""It wasn't that. It was how incredibly cute you were, trying to apologize. Three times you almost rubbed your hand down my boobs to wipe the soda that was soaking in, off. I suddenly wanted to feel your hands on me. I wanted to see what it felt like to be physically loved.”“ If you hadn't asked me to get undressed for you in that park that one night, there wouldn't be another date. I wasn't going to go through that again. I could tell you were nervous. I was too. But I wanted to feel your hands on me, and once I did, I didn't want to stop. I wanted you to touch me and stroke me and make love to me as many times as you wanted. When I realized you liked being teased, liked seeing me in sexy little things, liked it when I played with you in public places, liked it when I let you play with me in those places, well, those are the things I did. I didn't not like them, but if I had been choosing, I wouldn't have done a lot of them. Doctor Ruth said a woman can only keep a man if she keeps him satisfied. So I was committed to keeping you satisfied. At least I used to" Nancy was starting to cry again."After the girls were born, you kinda stopped wanting sex. Why? What did I do wrong?" I wanted to know."You did nothing wrong. I just didn't feel like I could do those kinds of things anymore. I didn't want the girls to get the idea that doing that kind of thing was how you got a man. I know. That's how I got you. But after a few years I just stopped trying to please you that way. I convinced myself you didn't seem to need it any more, that you knew how I loved you, even if I didn't show it physically. I forgot that was how you felt loved. I forgot that all the things that you did that made me feel loved, weren't the things that made you feel loved. Linda reminded me of that. Seeing you kneeling in front of her, licking her, teasing her cunt, making her climax. It made me realize that I'd messed up. I'd failed to do what a wife should be doing, making her man feel loved and cared for. I suddenly realized that Linda had so easily taken over what had been only mine for so long. Linda hasn't had a man for years, but she wishes that she did.""If that's true, why the hell were you two women having sex?""That's easy." Linda said from where she was still laying, now listening to us. "We wanted to. While we were talking we had an overwhelming urge to kiss, which led to touching, which lead to, well you know." Then Linda added; “You're the one with the cookie, Mike. Like the serpent in Eden, you seduced both of us with one bite of that treat.”"I wouldn't have thought you were into girl stuff." I said softly to my wife."I haven't, well, before today, I never did. I just couldn't help myself. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to feel her lips on me, on my nipples, on my cunny lips. I wanted to feel her making love to me. I don't know why, but I wanted it so bad.""Just like I needed to have your cock in my mouth.” Linda interjected. “Just like I want your cock in me so bad right now. I want to feel you pumping it into me until you fill me with your cum." Linda said, rolling over. "So how about it? Wanna let me ride you until we both come?""I think I better save it for Nancy," I answered her, getting a squeeze from Nancy in appreciation."Well, if you're not going to fuck me, I have a dildo at home that's just begging to feel my hot cunt around it." Linda said as she stood up. "You know, I might not even bother to get dressed. Just put my shoes on and run home naked and get it. Wanna watch me? Wanna see me pumping it in and out of myself?""It's sorta chilly out." I said, avoiding the answer she wanted to hear.She grinned. "Good. It'll make my nipples nice and hard. You sure you don't want to come watch me?""I better not." I answered quietly. She shrugged and got up. A few moments later we heard the back door open and close, leaving us alone in the house. "What now?""I don't know. I have an urge to fuck you under the Christmas tree." Nancy winked"So why don't we?" I encouraged her fantasy."Is that what you want?" Nancy giggled."That's the wrong question. The question you should ask, is that what We want?""Right now, I think it is." She whispered."Okay. I don't know if my cock is up to a third round, but I'm game to try.""Oh honey, I think I can handle that. You go out there and lay down on the carpet and I'll be out in a few minutes, and I guarantee that I'll get you hard." She said with a soft giggle.I nodded and got off the bed. I didn't know what she had in mind, but I was willing to let her try whatever she wanted. I grabbed a pillow off the sofa and lay down on the carpet to wait."I'm back!" Linda said as she walked in through the garage door again, this time holding a large purple translucent cock. "Oh. Waiting for me?" She asked, stepping over to me and squatting down over me. She rolled onto her knees and slid her wet cunt along my flaccid cock. "I'm not even going to need ‘Carlos', am I?" she asked setting the dildo aside."Linda. I'm waiting for Nancy. I don't think she's going to want to see you on my lap. Please don't make me choose!"She frowned. "I won't, but I can keep it warm, can't I?"I rolled my eyes. "If you promise to get right off when Nancy comes out.""I do." She answered with a wicked little grin. She began to rock her hips, grinding herself against my cock. She reached for my hands and pulled them up to her tits, cupping each one with my hands. "I know how you like natural tits." She whispered."How do you know how much I like tits?""Seriously? You think I haven't ever noticed how you look at my boobs when I'm wearing a skimpy shirt or a swim suit? God you can't keep your eyes off boobs.""Guilty as charged I guess." I answered, squeezing her soft tits. They weren't nearly as large as Nancy's but they were a nice comfortable handful."I didn't think I had to be that quick." Nancy said from the hallway.Linda looked back at her and then moved up off me. "I was just keeping him warm for you."

„Waterloo war nicht nur eine Schlacht – es war der Moment, der die Geschichte Europas neu schrieb.“ - Juni 1815: Der Regen hat den Boden der belgischen Felder in Morast verwandelt. Tausende Soldaten stehen sich auf den Hügeln von Waterloo gegenüber. In der Ferne rollen Kanonen in Stellung, Bajonette blitzen im Morgengrauen. Auf der einen Seite: Napoléon Bonaparte, der seine Rückkehr an die Spitze Europas erzwingen will. Auf der anderen: Arthur Wellesley, der Duke of Wellington, der sich mit seinen britischen und verbündeten Truppen auf die entscheidende Konfrontation vorbereitet. Am Ende des Tages wird die Welt eine andere sein – Napoléon besiegt, Europa neu geordnet und Wellington als unsterblicher Held gefeiert. -- In dieser Folge BRITPOD tauchen Alexander-Klaus Stecher und Claus Beling tief ein in das Leben und Vermächtnis des Duke of Wellington. Sie besuchen das Apsley House in London, einst Wohnsitz des Feldherren, der nicht nur Napoléon in die Knie zwang, sondern auch die britische Politik über Jahrzehnte prägte. Wie gewinnt Wellington eine der wichtigsten Schlachten der Geschichte? Welche Rolle spielt das Apsley House in seinem Leben? Und wie beeinflusst er als Premierminister die Entwicklung Großbritanniens? Diese Episode führt durch die prunkvollen Säle seines ehemaligen Wohnsitzes, wirft einen Blick auf seine berühmte Kunstsammlung und zeigt, warum Wellington noch heute als einer der größten Briten gilt. Eine Reise durch Geschichte, Macht und Erbe: BRITPOD, England at its best! -- WhatsApp: Du kannst Alexander und Claus direkt auf ihre Handys Nachrichten schicken! Welche Ecke Englands sollten die beiden mal besuchen? Zu welchen Themen wünschst Du Dir mehr Folgen? Warst Du schon mal in Great Britain und magst ein paar Fotos mit Claus und Alexander teilen? Probiere es gleich aus: +49 8152 989770 - einfach diese Nummer einspeichern und schon kannst Du BRITPOD per WhatsApp erreichen. -- Ein ALL EARS ON YOU Original Podcast.

An aging couple gets a surprise gift from Mrs. Clause.Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.I could hear Nancy, my wife, clinking the dishes in the kitchen as she unloaded the dishwasher. It was Christmas eve morning, and she was up and about before six. That meant only one thing as far as I was concerned, no Christmas sex this year, again. Not with the kids showing up this afternoon. I've found myself thinking back to the early years a lot more lately. You'd think that in my sixties, sex wouldn't be a big deal anymore, but instead it seemed like my tolerance for her lack of desire or output was lower instead of better.I closed my eyes again and thought back to our first Christmas together as man and wife. It was a small tree, and there weren't many presents around it, but we gave each other the best present in the world that Christmas night. We made love under the tree, not once, but multiple times. Nine months later our first daughter was born. All through our dating time she was sexually playful and we would have sex many ways and in lots of places. She never seemed bashful when she undressed for me, exposing her incredibly beautiful body. Hell, I never would have even tried to ask her out on a date if I hadn't accidently spilled my drink all over her at McDonalds. She was way out of my class. She looked more like playboy model material than someone interested in a somewhat geeky college freshman.To my surprise, she demanded that I take her out to make up for spilling the soda all over her. So I did. And again, and again. After half a dozen dates, I built up enough nerve to suggest we mess around while we were walking in the dark through the local park. She readily agreed and the two of us made love for the first time on a picnic table in the middle of a public park. It was the first of many times we made love, in private, in semi-public areas, in the river, in the lake, well, you get the idea. She was willing to do it anywhere I felt comfortable doing it with her. She never seemed to be able to get enough of our intimacy. And it was so much more than just sex. You could see it in her eyes. She loved what I was doing with her and she loved watching me climax along with her. It became almost a game with her, to hold it as long as possible before letting herself tumble over the edge, taking me with her. But it was for me, and only me. Once we started dating there was no one else, not even close male friends that would hug or anything. It wasn't until I proposed that I learned I was the first man to have her that way.We got married less than a year after spilling that soda on her, and we made love the first time as man and wife in the hot tub on the balcony of the bridal suite. Not one time, but twice before we finally tumbled into bed, exhausted from the day's activities. The next months were fantastic. She seemed to delight in teasing me, skimpy or no underwear with short skirts, sexy lingerie, sometimes wearing things without a bra so her big 32 D tits would wiggle enticingly. Our first Christmas found her under the tree in a red see through negligee, a gift tag tied to the crotch of her see through panties that read "definitely open before Christmas!" We made love under that tree and we loved each other. Over the next months, her belly grew, but her desire for me didn't change. If anything, it increased. It was almost as if being pregnant enhanced her sexual desire. And I wasn't going to argue. She always whispered how much she loved me and how much making love with me made her feel loved.It wasn't a surprise when sex drew to a sudden halt after Tabitha was born. I could understand it. I waited patiently, and some of the sex returned, but not nearly what it had been before. We had to plan when we had sex so we didn't wake Mikey, interrupting us. A year later we had Julie, and sex became even less frequent. After Mandy, well, sex just didn't seem to happen anymore. It was frustrating, but I always looked ahead and said that once the girls were grown and out of the house things would get better.College came for our sons, and we were empty nesters, but the long skirts, heavy duty bras to hold her now thirty eight triple D's in place, and the granny panties appeared to be the future. Sex was maybe once or twice a month, if I was lucky, always in the bedroom and always the same way. It was, to say the least, depressing to see what my life had become. I was married to the most beautiful woman in town, maybe the state, and I barely got to even see her naked any more unless we shared a shower. Now here we were, twenty years past the girls moving out on their own and I was more depressed about our sex life than I could remember. I lay dreaming back to that first Christmas, picturing her lying under the tree in that see through red mesh, her legs spread, her body illuminated only by the blinking lights of the tree, looking so damn sexy and inviting. I could still feel in my mind the sensations of sliding my hard-on into her and hear her moans of pleasure as she begged me to fuck her over and over again.I could feel my hard-on inside my sleep shorts growing, my hand moving to it as I remembered the image of her tits bouncing inside the sheer material before she rolled me over to sit on top of me. I stroked my hard shaft, pretending it was her hot wet cunt again, her big tits now bouncing wildly on her chest, the sheer material pushed apart by her flying tits. My mind could still remember how she felt around me as she pounded down on me with abandon until she made me come deep inside her. I grunted and felt my cock surge cum onto my stomach, remembering that day and wishing for those days again. I knew in my heart it was a useless wish. Nothing was going to change, but I still couldn't help but wish it none the less. I tossed back the covers, pushed the sleep shorts the rest of the way off and headed to the shower to rinse off the evidence of my desire.After ChristmasIt had been a good Christmas. I loved having the kids and their families over, this year with the first of our grandchildren as well. It was midmorning, the day after Christmas, and I was moving around the tree, picking up the odds and ends wrapping paper that had gotten left behind and putting my Christmas presents away in the shop, or wherever else was a suitable home. The tree had been inundated with presents, as usual, stacked so high that only the top two thirds of the tree were visible. Both of us enjoyed giving presents to the kids and their spouses. My wife spent hours picking just the right things for all of them. Christmas was probably the best season of the year, at least I felt so. Though each year it became harder and harder not to think back to that first Christmas. No, I wasn't going to change wives. I loved Nancy more than anything else in my life, though the kids would be a darn tough second.No, I was resigned to my life of near celibacy, at least compared to how my life with her had started.To make matters worse, my wife and the neighborhood ladies were all fitness-minded. They keep up a daily routine of evening walks and morning yoga. This means I wake up to a beautiful display of curvy bodies in the living room or back patio, adorned in the hottest yoga pants, leotards, or swimsuits. Good luck hiding your morning wood with multiple ladies watching.I tucked things away and I was about to call it done, when I noticed a small package sticking out from under the tree skirt. "uh oh." I mumbled, "someone didn't get a present." I pulled the oddly wrapped package from under the skirt and looked at it. About six inches square and maybe an inch thick. I didn't recognize the paper. It was a deep burgundy with some kind of fuzzy pattern on it and a bow that looked to be made of silk lace. It had a small tag which I turned over. "To Mike, from Mrs. Clause."I chuckled. My wife and I often traded packages from Santa. I was surprised that she didn't catch one of mine was missing. I gently slipped the bow and ribbon off the corners and gently unwrapped the paper. It was almost like foil paper with that interesting soft texture. It had to be expensive paper. I opened the box and inside was a single heart shaped cookie, white frosted with red sugar dusted over it. Under I could see a small parchment paper. I slipped it out. The parchment looked and felt ancient, but clearly couldn't be or it would fall apart. The writing was in a looping feminine script."Merry Christmas. Share this with the love of your life, to grant your Christmas wish, but be alone." Mrs. Clause.I looked it over, front and back, but there were no other clues. Maybe this was my wife's way of trying to start something? We hadn't had any sex over Christmas yet, so maybe this was her way of giving me a present she knew I would enjoy. I grinned at the thought. I could play that game. I headed to the bedroom and took off my underwear so I was wearing only my thin nylon workout shorts. That should make things easier. I took the cookie from the box and opened the plastic wrapper. Setting the unwrapped cookie back in the box, I went to find her. Now was as good a time as any. I found her in the kitchen, putting dinner into the crockpot. I stepped behind her and gently kissed her neck. Breaking the cookie, I reached around her, pressing my already growing hard-on against her ass crack. I whispered. "I have something for you." I held the piece of cookie out in front of her mouth for her to take the bite."What's that?" she asked, her hands unable to do anything as she held the chicken breasts. I slipped the portion of cookie into her mouth before she could object any further. "Oh my god! That is so good!" she moaned, almost orgasmic as she chewed the cookie slowly."Knock knock!" I heard from the garage door as Linda, our neighbor called as she walked in. "Anyone home?""In here!" My wife called, dropping the chicken into the crockpot and moving away from me to wash her hands.I scowled at the interruption, feeling my hope of what was to come, fade away in an instant. This seemed to be the story of my life. Just when I thought I had her interest, something interrupts and the "mood" never seems to come back. Linda wasn't a bad looking woman. Not nearly as hot and sexy as my wife, but then not many women are, even at sixty three. Linda is slender, early fifties, modest sized chest, half a foot shorter than my six foot, and divorced for the last three years."Now, where did you get that?" My wife asked, as she turned to face me, wiping her hands on a small towel, while Linda stepped into the kitchen."From you." I answered, feeling a little confused. "It was under the tree with a tag for me.""I didn't give you a cookie," my wife said with a frown. "You have a secret girlfriend giving you things?" She continued as she took the box from me. She snapped off another piece of the cookie and ate it, closing her eyes and letting out a soft moan. "Oh god this is so good.""What is?" Linda asked as she stepped over."This cookie. Try this. It's the most exquisite taste!" My wife said as she snapped off a piece of the cookie and held it out to Linda."Oh damn!" Linda groaned after she popped the piece of cookie in her mouth, chewing it so slowly, clearly savoring each moment."Here hon. Taste this." My wife whispered, holding a piece of the cookie out for me. I opened my mouth and let her slip the cookie piece into my mouth.It was an incredibly unusual taste. Almost like, well, almost like... Oh shit! I knew exactly what it tasted like now. It tasted exactly like Nancy's cunt when I make her climax on my tongue."God, Linda. Have you ever tasted anything so incredible?""No. I haven't. It's incredible." She whispered as she reached for another piece of the quickly disappearing cookie. She slipped another small piece into her mouth as my wife took the last piece and at it. The two of them moaned almost in unison as they closed their eyes and chewed the last of the cookie. "Damn, is it hot in here?" Linda asked, fanning herself with her hands as she swallowed the last of the cookie. "Where did you get that?"Nancy turned to look at me again. "Mike said it was under the tree.""It was," I said, taking the box back from my wife. I turned it over to show her the tag on the ribbon, still partly attached to the box. The parchment fell out of the box and fluttered to the floor. My wife bent over to pick up the parchment."Mike, you want to tell me something?" she asked as she looked at the writing on the note. "Are you seeing someone on the side I should know about?""I wish." I grunted."Merry Christmas. Share this with the love of your life, to grant your Christmas wish, but be alone. Mrs. Clause." My wife read. "Who the hell is Mrs. Clause? My wife asked me angrily. "Some new woman I don't know about?""Shit honey. You know you're the only woman in my life. Honestly, I thought it was from you. We trade Santa presents all the time. I just thought it was from you.""Not me. I didn't give you a cookie. Hell, I don't even recognize the writing. Who writes like this anyway?" My wife asked as Linda pulled the note from my wife's hand to read it."Looks like an invitation to play." Linda said with a grin. "Someone wants your husband's goodies.""Yeah. right. Who'd want an aging old man?""I dunno. I might. Not that I've seen what he has to offer, but I can tell you that bulge in his pants is pretty inviting."Both my wife and I looked down at my crotch. "Shit." I grunted in surprise at how far my shorts were tented out as my mostly hard cock tried to stand erect, but instead just pushed the front and part of the right leg of my shorts out until the material was taut, trapping it bent over. My cock was so hard and long that my engorged mushroom head poked out the end of the leg hole suggestively."Jesus Mike!" My wife snapped. "Really? Is that all you think about? Sex?" She slammed the box on the counter and stormed off toward the bedroom."Hey! Nancy, If you don't want it, I'll take it!" Linda called down the hall toward my retreating wife. She looked down at my crotch and grinned. She stepped closer, tossing the note onto the counter and then reached down toward my bulging shorts. I felt her fingers stroke up and down my material covered shaft a few times and then stroke over my exposed bare head. "Umm. I bet this would feel good inside me. Spreading me? Oh yeah. I'm sure it would."Linda whispered as she teased my phallic head a few more moments. I felt her hand slide up and her other hand join it, one on each of my hips, reaching for the elastic waistband of my shorts. "Hell, I wouldn't mind at all if you put that someplace hot and warm and wet," She whispered to me as she pushed my shorts down over my hips and ass. She started to squat down in front of me, while I stood there, not moving, letting her push my shorts down my body, slowly forcing them down over my hard cock until it popped out and stood pointing up at her face.“Mike, you're thicker than the flagpole on my front porch!”I felt like I shouldn't be doing what I was, but at the same time, I wanted her to. I wanted her to see me and touch me. I wanted her to want me."Oh shit yes," I groaned as her hand closed around my hard shaft. I looked down at her as she gently licked up the bottom of my cock until her tongue reached my mushroom head. She seemed to know exactly how and where to tease her tongue, making me groan in pleasure again, moments before she closed her lips around my leaking cock head. “I forgot how great this can be!” I admitted to the neighbor hottie kneeling in our kitchen."Hmm." She moaned, making my cock vibrate slightly as she began to stroke her mouth and hand up and down my shaft. It'd been years since anyone had done what she was doing, and all I could do was to stand there and let her do it."Shit! Linda!" I heard Nancy say from behind me. "What are you doing?""Sucking his incredible cock. God I don't believe you don't still do this for him. It tastes so damn good!" Linda said huskily from where she knelt in front of me. "You should get down here and help me. I think he's going to come for me, the way it feels.""Mike? You're going to just let her suck your cock?""Oh damn." I groaned as she went back to sliding her lips up and down my shaft, her tongue teasing under my engorged head with each stroke. "Fuck she's good at this."Linda was now standing, but bent over. Her left hand frigging herself inside her red yoga pants, while her right hand cupped my dangling balls. Her head tilted to accommodate my cock's descent into her throat."Mike!" My wife said quietly, the look on her face one of, what? Disappointment? Surprise? Betrayal? I wasn't really sure. She stood and stared at Linda sucking me, drawing me ever closer to orgasm. "Mike?" She asked in a squeaky whisper. "Is this what you want? Sex with another woman?"Linda's right hand now squeezed the base of my shaft and squeezed tight. My prostate pressure was throwing me into a dizzy haze. She looked up into my eyes and smiled, then opened wide. With my cock head just outside her open mouth, she relaxed her grip on my shaft and the volcano erupted."Oh fuck." I grunted as my body spasmed. I could feel my cum lancing out into Linda's mouth, shot after shot pumping into her as my body jerked and trembled. I stood there, my stomach tensing and my hips trying to push toward her with each new surge of cum. I didn't realize I could come that much, finally standing there, panting, after at least a dozen powerful shots of cum.Linda pulled her mouth from my cock and looked up at me. She opened her mouth to show me the tremendous load of cum I'd deposited in her mouth, an amount more reminiscent of my more youthful days. She closed her mouth and smiled before opening it again so show not only me, but Nancy, that she had swallowed the whole load."Oh god, Linda? You swallowed it?""Oh fuck yes," she said as she stood up. "God I'm so fucking horny." She started to push her yoga pants down, her fingers taking her panties along with them, forcing the stretchy material down over her ass and hips, down her thighs, almost to her knees. I'd seen her in some one piece swim suits before, but I'd never seen her anything close to naked. She had full round outer lips with a significant amount of inner labia exposed, pressed to her full round twat. Her bush spread from her mound, down between her legs, covering much of her cunt. She pushed her pants all the way to her knees and then slid her hands tantalizing up her thighs, slipping to the inside of each thigh before gently stroking and spreading her delicate inner lips. I watched her fingers stroke sensually between her lips, teasing them apart, almost as if inviting me to not only look but touch. I watched her hand slip down and back several times before she allowed her fingers to trace up from her wet lips to her mound and then higher. Her fingers hooked under the bottom hem of her tight tanktop and pulled it up, sliding it up over her surprisingly firm stomach, pausing only a moment when they reached the bottom of her bra. She hooked her fingers under the elastic bottom band and then pulled the shirt and bra up, pulling both it and her shirt up over her tits, exposing her whole body from high on her chest all the way to her knees to my view. "Lick my cunt Mike. Please? Please lick me?" she practically begged as her fingers moved from her shirt and bra, back down to her rock hard nipples, gently stroking small circles around each hard protruding nub.I stood and stared at her mostly naked body for long seconds, my brain seeming to be in a fog of desire I hadn't felt since saw Nancy's naked body that first time. I wasn't sure at all why I did it. I shouldn't have. Part of me knew it was wrong, but another part, an animalistic part, demanded that I respond to the feelings of want and desire welling up inside of me almost uncontrollably. I gave in to those urges and I gave into them right in front of Nancy. I reached for Linda's hips, moved her in front of the island counter and lifted her up, setting her bare ass on the cold hard granite surface. She didn't seem to care as I pulled off her jogging shoes, dropping them on the floor before pulling her pants the rest of the way down her legs before tossing them aside. I grasped her ankles and lifted her legs into the air, pushing them apart as I stepped between her legs. I pressed my shrinking cock against her wet cunt lips, grinding myself against her wetness and pressing my lips to hers in an aggressive wanting kiss that she eagerly returned. I stood there, kissing her for only a few seconds before lowering my head from her face to her tits. I closed my lips around one hard nipple and sucked it into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue as she grasped my head with one hand, pulling my face forcefully toward her chest. I heard her moan loudly as I nibbled her hard nipple. "Oh god. Fuck me Fuck my hot cunt!" she gasped loudly.I couldn't do that. My cock was on the wrong side of climax and was going to take a few minutes to recover, but that didn't mean I couldn't pleasure her in other ways. I pulled my face from her tit and kissed my way down over her stomach, over her hairy, curl covered mound, and down between her thighs. I kissed each thigh several times, each kiss moving closer to her hot wet cunt. I could smell her excitement, her lips practically leaking her juices even before touched them with my tongue."Oh my god yes!" she moaned as I made the first lick up her cunt lips, tasting her sweet nectar as I let my tongue spread her inner lips. I eagerly licked up and down her slit, driving my tongue deep between her lips, finding both the leaking entrance to her depths and her hard clit. I wanted to be hard, I wanted to drive my cock into her hot depths, but it wasn't ready yet.Linda's eyes were closed as she leaned back on her elbows, like a Grecian statue, there on our kitchen island pedestal.I used a finger to slip into her, drawing a gasp of pleasure. I teased her clit with my tongue while I slipped my finger in and out of her like a small dick. "Oh Fuck!" she cried as her legs trembled and shook, my tongue continually teasing over and around her hard exposed clit. I was a momentarily surprised at how quickly she was going to come, but the thought fled my mind as I was overtaken by the scent of her cunt, and an overwhelming desire to fuck her. My mind briefly felt thankful that she had just sucked me off and I hadn't gotten hard again yet, but I couldn't quite gel the thought as to why that was important, so I continued to lick and tease her clit until her whole body tensed. She trembled and her cunt was leaking copiously, I pulled my finger from her and used my tongue to try and drive into her depths, allowing me to enjoy the flow leaking from her depths. I licked and sucked her juices as they leaked into my mouth, sharing her climax as she came for me. "Oh, damn." She panted as her body slowly stilled, my tongue now slowly stroking up her slit, collecting the last of her flow. I stood up slowly, looking at her, my mind slowly realizing what I had just done; and to whom."God Mike. I don't believe you just did that." I heard Nancy say from behind me. I had forgotten she was even in the kitchen, let alone watching me lick our neighbor to climax!I stood up, my shorts still around my ankles. I wiped a hand across my mouth to wipe Linda's cum from my chin, and turned to look at her. There were so many things I could say, so many things I felt like saying, but for reasons I don't quite understand, the only think that came out was, "Your turn?""Oh Mike!" she cried before bursting into tears. She turned and ran down the hall. I heard the door to the bedroom slam, and then a sound I don't think I've ever heard. The click of the lock button on the doorknob."Oh shit." I whispered as Linda sat up behind me. I felt Linda press herself against me. I felt her hard nipples press into my back, her hands reaching around me to find my half hard cock. Her fingers of one hand teased my cock while the other stroked up and down my stomach and chest. Her legs hooked around my thighs in a possessive embrace."Any time you wanna put this pole in me, I'm ready." Linda whispered in my ear. "If Nancy doesn't want it, I'll be more than happy to keep you satisfied.""I don't think that'll help, at the moment." I whispered, suddenly feeling like I'd lost something, but my mind couldn't quite identify what.

Join us for another impactful episode of #VETSOS, where we sit down with JR, founder of the True Top 1% Foundation. JR shares his incredible journey from a career in sales and behavioral science to pioneering art therapy programs for veterans. His foundation is dedicated to supporting military veterans through creative expression, helping them heal from trauma and combat stress through painting, music therapy, culinary arts, woodworking, and more.JR walks us through the powerful impact of programs like Painting for PTS, Beer Bottle Painting Therapy, and Captain S. Claus, all of which are designed to provide free mental health toolkits and camaraderie-building workshops for veterans across the country.If you or a veteran you know could benefit from creative outlets for mental health and suicide prevention, don't miss this episode!

Es ist der 30. November 1949: Timothy Evans betritt das Londoner Polizeirevier und erzählt eine verstörende Geschichte. Seine Frau Beryl ist tot. Es war ein Unfall, sagt er. Doch die Beamten glauben ihm nicht. Wenige Tage später entdecken sie die Leichen von Beryl und der gemeinsamen Tochter Geraldine – versteckt im Waschhaus ihres Hauses. Für die Ermittler ist der Fall klar: Timothy Evans ist der Mörder. Doch sie irren sich. -- In dieser Episode BRITPOD CRIME erzählen Claus Beling und Alexander Klaus-Stecher die tragische Geschichte eines Mannes, der für ein Verbrechen hingerichtet wurde, das er nicht begangen hat. Denn der wahre Mörder lebte direkt nebenan: John Christie, ein unscheinbarer, aber hochgefährlicher Serienmörder, der jahrelang Frauen in seinem eigenen Haus tötete. Warum erkannte die Polizei die Wahrheit nicht? Wie kam John Christie so lange ungestraft davon? Und wieso wurde Timothy Evans trotz widersprüchlicher Beweise zum Tode verurteilt? Die Folgen dieses fatalen Irrtums hatten weitreichende Auswirkungen auf das britische Justizsystem: Die Abschaffung der Todesstrafe in Großbritannien. -- WhatsApp: Du kannst Alexander und Claus direkt auf ihre Handys Nachrichten schicken! Welche Ecke Englands sollten die beiden mal besuchen? Zu welchen Themen wünschst Du Dir mehr Folgen? Warst Du schon mal in Great Britain und magst ein paar Fotos mit Claus und Alexander teilen? Probiere es gleich aus: +49 8152 989770 - einfach diese Nummer einspeichern und schon kannst Du BRITPOD per WhatsApp erreichen. -- Ein ALL EARS ON YOU Original Podcast.

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Ja, ERSTE 7 // Folge 1 nach der Beurlaubung von Martin Schwalb beim HC Erlangen. Hintergründe inklusive. Aber noch viel mehr: Wir präsentieren den künftigen Handball-Minister für Deutschland: Claus Ruhe Madsen (in Kopenhagen geboren). Handball-Enthusiast, Menschenversteher, Pragmatiker und im Nebenberuf Minister für Wirtschaft, Verkehr, Arbeit, Technologie und Tourismus in Schleswig-Holstein (seit 2022). Er lässt keinen Moment aus, um zu betonen, dass Dänemark aktuell das Maß aller Dinge im Welthandball ist, liefert auf der anderen Seite aber auch viele wertvolle Denkanstöße, wie wir den Sport und den Handball in D wieder mehr in den Mittelpunkt der Gesellschaft bewegen können. WICHTIG!

Newport, Rhode Island, 1980. The mysterious case of Claus von Bulow, a man accused and acquitted twice of the attempted murder of his wife, "Sunny". See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Watch on Philo! - Philo.tv/DTHGaby is having a dream of what it'll be like when her brother Kevin married her childhood rival, Katie. It's a mess and the entire party begins chanting EASY BAKE!She wakes up to Katie waking her up by calling her easy bake and taking an unflattering picture of her. Some things never change.Gaby isn't convinced Katie has changed. She thinks she's purposely trying to make Gaby's holiday miserable. She finally comes to talk to her brother about it when Katie brings back breakfast burritos from her favorite spot even though she knew Gaby was making burritos for breakfast.While out getting a Christmas tree, she tries to talk to Katie about how she bullied Gaby as kids, but Katie doesn't want to talk about it, and then promptly cuts a Christmas tree down on her. Could be a coincidence, but then Katie takes a picture of her on the ground! She claims it's for a Christmas photo album.Later, Katie corners Gaby and tells her to stop trying to get in the way of what she has with Kevin.Kevin goes next door to ask Katie's dad for his blessing of propose to Katie. Needless to say, he does not give his blessing and sharpens his ax instead.Gaby sneaks a spicy pepper into her dinner, which is bad timing, because Kevin proposes anyway. Her parents figure out what she's done and confront her and she says yea I did it but she's ruined my life.We see the video of them as kids when Katie got the entire school to chant EASY BAKE at Gaby's science project presentation.  The next day, she goes to talk to Gaby and says they need to talk things out. Katie explains that it happened out of jealousy for Gaby ignoring her as a kid and hanging out with the other smart kids. She felt abandoned. They make up. Episode over.Except it's not, because Kevin opened up Gaby's laptop and sees the easy bake video! He tells her maybe he doesn't know her after all.Everyone is pretty sad but they still have to go volunteer at the Christmas festival. Kevin dresses up like Santa but he is just sad. Katie shows up as Mrs Claus and slams the ring down and her dad tackles Kevin off the stage.The episode ends with Gaby making a sad baking video as the power goes off. Worst Christmas ever. 

Mark and Andrew round out February (and early March) with their final true crime look, with NBC's "Love's Deadly Triangle: The Texas Cadet Murder." Sometimes called "Swearing Allegiance," this tale of teenaged terror was billed as the movie THEY didn't want you to see. And that's mainly because its accusatory take aired smack-dab in the middle of jury voir dire, causing some Texas affiliates to balk at its airing. But, Mark and Andrew don't care none for the courts and will render their own verdict on this controversial retelling. Listen in, how about? ABOUT TV MOVIE NIGHT: TV Movie Night is a podcast featuring TV what-have-yous Andrew Krukowski and Mark Gonzales diving into the retro world of made-for-tv movies. Each episode spotlights one of these forgotten "classics" (and sometimes without the scare-quotes classics), enjoying cinema on the small screen an episode at a time. Past episodes include landmark films like "The Day After," lost gems like "The Night of the Scarecrow," and odder fare like "Single Santa Seeks Mrs. Claus." Email us at tvmovienightpodcast@gmail.com.

Voor de vierde keer wordt de Vlaamse literatuurprijs de Boon uitgereikt. In de categorie fictie en non-fictie zijn vijf boeken genomineerd. We stellen ze één voor één elke vrijdag aan u voor. In deze aflevering bespreken Guinevere Claeys en Filip Rogiers ‘De levens van Claus' geschreven door Mark Schaevers. Bij de Boon 2025 hoort ook een publieksprijs. Wie die krijgt, beslist u. Stemmen voor uw favoriete boek kunt u hier doen. ­See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The lazy boys are back! We talk:- New Coach- New Jersey- Same old bad transfer window

Jess and Trisha talk about what they read when the real world is difficult and recommend some Black romance authors who might be new to you. Follow the podcast via RSS, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify. To get even more romance recs and news, sign up for our Kissing Books newsletter! A new year means a new Read Harder Challenge! Join us as we make our way through 24 tasks meant to expand our reading horizons. To get recommendations for each task, sign up for the Read Harder newsletter. All Access subscribers get even more recommendations plus community features, where you can connect with like-minded readers in a cozy and supportive corner of the internet. You can become an All Access member starting at $6 per month or $60 per year to get unlimited access to all members-only content in 20+ newsletters, community features, and the warm fuzzies of knowing you are supporting independent media. To join, visit bookriot.com/readharder. This content contains affiliate links. When you buy through these links, we may earn an affiliate commission. News Book club is back!! We're reading Even if The Sky is Falling edited by Taj McCoy for an episode we're recording on March 13 and which will be live on March 17. Send us your thoughts! Find the Lisa Kleypas Historical Hero Showdown on Instagram through @romancingthedata. Check out the Black Romance Has a History podcast AND the article Jess mentioned. Jess was on the Book Riot pod - check it out! Books Discussed A Tropical Rebel Gets the Duke by Adriana Herrera The Last One by Rachel Howzell Hall Before I Say Goodbye by Mary Higgens Clark Dear Wendy by Ann Zhao I Got Abducted by Aliens and Now I'm Trapped in a Rom-Com by Kimberly Lemming A Man for Mrs. Claus or Rafe (or anything) by Rebekah Weatherspoon It Takes Two to Tumble by Cat Sebastian Hungry Heart by Jem Milton The Widow of Rose House by Diana Biller Chasing Cassandra by Lisa Kleypas Role Playing by Cathy Yardley Take a Hint, Dani Brown by Talia Hibbert The Kiss Countdown by Etta Easton When I Think of You by Myah Ariel Just Right by Shon Luca by Grey Huffington Looking for Love in All the Haunted Places by Claire Kann Let us know what you're reading, what you're thinking, and what you're thinking about what you're reading! As always, you can find Jess and Trisha at the WIR email address (wheninromance@bookriot.com). You can also find us on Twitter (@jessisreading), or Instagram (@jess_is_reading and @trishahaleybrown), and Jess is even on TikTok (@jess_isreading). Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Happy February, candleheads! We're back with the hot candle conversation that you know and love. This week, Selena sits down with her friend Sara Polland for a hilarious and lovely chat. Sara talks about the candles of her faith--from the Friday Sabbath to Havdalah to Hanukkah candles and beyond. They discuss what is "goyish," talk about candle-making at summer camp, incense, bathtub rituals, soap, and more! Plus, Sara introduces Selena to Portugese brand Claus Porto. Subscribe, rate, and review, candleheads! (Music: bensound.com) 

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