Podcasts about Deep web

【大反響御礼感謝！BL特集第二弾】 BLメディアミックスの歴史を徹底特集 80年代『間の楔』VHS売上2億円以上 今はイケメンが次々にBL実写作品に出演 流行る理由は商業化と制作費の安さにあった 男性も食わず嫌いせずBLの世界を楽しんでみよう......衣良 第3弾ハードBL特集もご期待ください......美咲 ▼BL特集 第一弾 ［第302回］男同士の恋がなぜ心を打つのか？世界で人気のBLを語り尽くす！ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c7QPpXMThIU ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第18弾：2025年11月29日〜2026年1月27日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第205回　大独身時代の日本を救う切り札になるか？セックス用ロボットの未来を考える！ 第259回　恋愛の悩みを一挙解決！クリスマスに答える人生相談SP！（人生相談SP第38弾） 第281回　セックスはなぜ必要だったのか？『SEX20億年史』で紐解く生命の神秘 ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 →vol.4（301回〜） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/272312 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み） https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_312-podcast.mp3

【クリスマスの恋愛相談SP】 妻とスキンシップがありません アプリで結婚しましたがなぜか苦しくて... 今年は既婚男性の恋愛相談盛りだくさん あわせて3人のベスト恋愛小説を紹介 洋平「アナログ」、美咲「甘苦上海」、衣良「火宅の人」 恋愛が足りない人は小説でホルモンバランスを改善しよう......衣良 ▼番組で紹介した本 『無銭優雅』（山田 詠美／幻冬舎） https://amzn.asia/d/gn7FgMp 『センセイの鞄』（川上弘美／新潮社）https://amzn.asia/d/8cQVtiU 『眠れぬ真珠』（石田衣良／新潮社） https://amzn.asia/d/0FfP88E 『天の夕顔』（中河与一／新潮社） https://amzn.asia/d/bOp0rdA 『アナログ』（ビートたけし／集英社） https://amzn.asia/d/3TH5F0j 『火宅の人』（檀一雄／新潮社） https://amzn.asia/d/eUlla34 『甘苦上海』（髙樹のぶ子／文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/4FC00Lt 『キャット・チェイサー』（エルモア・レナード／サンケイ出版） https://amzn.asia/d/4lu8WzT ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第18弾：2025年11月29日〜2026年1月27日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第205回　大独身時代の日本を救う切り札になるか？セックス用ロボットの未来を考える！ 第259回　恋愛の悩みを一挙解決！クリスマスに答える人生相談SP！（人生相談SP第38弾） 第281回　セックスはなぜ必要だったのか？『SEX20億年史』で紐解く生命の神秘 ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 →vol.4（301回〜） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/272312 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み） https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_311-podcast.mp3

La inteligencia artificial no solo vive en asistentes virtuales, aplicaciones visibles o herramientas de productividad. Existe una IA que opera fuera del foco público, integrada en sistemas opacos, procesos automatizados y decisiones que afectan a personas reales sin que estas lo sepan. En este episodio analizamos la cara menos visible de la inteligencia artificial: cómo los algoritmos pueden perfilar, influir, clasificar o decidir sin transparencia, sin explicación comprensible y sin responsabilidad clara. A través de una investigación estructurada en tres capas, Surface Web, Deep Web y Dark Web, se exponen casos reales y usos documentados de IA que ya están ocurriendo hoy: Suplantaciones mediante voz y rostro sintético, decisiones algorítmicas sin derecho a réplica, manipulación emocional automatizada, desinformación optimizada por modelos de IA, y sistemas que priorizan eficacia sobre ética. Este episodio no demoniza la tecnología. Cuestiona el uso irresponsable del poder algorítmico y la normalización del silencio cuando la IA empieza a sustituir el criterio humano. No es un contenido para tranquilizar. Es un contenido para pensar, comprender y decidir con conciencia. 🎙️ Investigación y análisis por Sergio Ruiz (SRIA) 📌 Enfoque crítico, ético y sin filtros 📌 Tecnología, sociedad y responsabilidad humana

【アメリカのダークサイト】 総人口の25%、8500万人と言われている福音派 キリスト教、ユダヤ教だけが 再臨したイエスに救われると硬く信じている彼ら 政治信条は白人男性中心、反LGBT、反フェミ、反中絶と ゴリゴリの聖書第一主義 アメリカの政治を左右する福音派の闇に迫ります......衣良 ▼番組で紹介した本 『福音派―終末論に引き裂かれるアメリカ社会』（加藤喜之／央公論新社） https://amzn.asia/d/7UWqfbh ▼著者の声リリースしました 【著者の声#25】『テヘランのすてきな女』 金井真紀さん（文筆家／イラストレーター） https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1tOuE1rkgZ8 『テヘランのすてきな女』（晶文社） https://amzn.to/4irVBCK ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第18弾：2025年11月29日〜2026年1月27日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第205回　大独身時代の日本を救う切り札になるか？セックス用ロボットの未来を考える！ 第259回　恋愛の悩みを一挙解決！クリスマスに答える人生相談SP！（人生相談SP第38弾） 第281回　セックスはなぜ必要だったのか？『SEX20億年史』で紐解く生命の神秘 ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 →vol.4（301回〜） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/272312 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み） https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_310-podcast.mp3

The Part of The Deep Web We Aren't Supposed To SeeBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/darkest-mysteries-online-the-strange-and-unusual-podcast-2025--5684156/support.Darkest Mysteries Online

Miracle On Route 34: Part 3 Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Just when I thought it couldn't get better;" Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants." "I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh. "Think we might've sated you for a while?" "Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred, stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth, lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It wasn't long before she began to giggle. "Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving her tit a squeeze. "Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I sure remember it." "Oh? Do tell." "Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?" Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?" Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember." "What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked warily. "December fifteenth, eight years ago, about seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?" "Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui, judging a naked limbo contest at a luau." She was silent for some time. "You're; you're sure?" Santa nodded. "Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant. "That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh, shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!" Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!" Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto the unsuspecting town below. Silent Runnings. She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when he heard some noise he couldn't account for? The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed. "Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that Krampus. I'm coming." Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I don't want you to hurt;" "Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine." She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was no noise for several seconds. Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue. "Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my own asshole. Little help?" Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease. Piloting a Ginny. "You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a lot. They like you." "Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?" Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus. Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago." It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were going. "Six hundred;" "Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my kids helped me out." "But what about all your wives you were telling me about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before." Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me on Christmas Eve." She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?" He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to be that way." Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made sense, but it did. She really was different after all. A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet. "Now that I think of it," she whispered as she wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no chimney?" "It was a lot easier before central heating," he answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and security codes for every residence on earth." "Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?" "Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy." "So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because that's what he kinda deserves." "Christmas is the one night of the year we don't discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching intently. The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying. Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it was too late. "So there you are, big man;" Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties. She had the look of a tired mom. "Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob. Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are." "It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly, moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever the hell she was. "Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging Santa?" "I can't believe you're here in all your chubby glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come true." Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year, Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted." Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree. "She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes shining. "She'll be so thrilled." "I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He doesn't know what he's missing." "Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking, maybe?" "No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask; what do you want for Christmas, Linda?" Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed, knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first time. "Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt. "Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?" "No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom Christmas wouldn't come this year." Ginny blushed at his description of her. "Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't interrupt me enjoying my present." Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently. "Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that white beard of yours." Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard? It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual situations. Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's thighs for balance. "She's doing that all wrong," Ginny sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should know." Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny blushed and shut up. He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked. She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit, probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt. She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth. Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight to shoot through her. Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening. Typical. Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster; Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great eagerness. Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened? Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently. "You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you." Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what she needed," he said to himself. "Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then we're; Virginia?" But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye. Carnal Knowledge. "Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her. Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy, clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms. Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half. Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two. "Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok man sunku!" "Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied, smiling slyly. "Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!" Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's glistening face. "Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take the cake." "I would expect you of all people to understand by now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active regarding building homeless shelters, they're both” "Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out. "It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them what they want for Christmas." "So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked somewhat testily. "There weren't for you and your brother, were there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her. "Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;" Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off one another's faces. "Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;" "If we're not still here with these two whores next Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly. Santa’s copilot. Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on his face, his eyes a little red around the edges. "I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat absently. "So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of flour used to make baked goods?" "Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the brownies left out for you in Denver;" Basement Bound. Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing. After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe editions of the newest PC games were revealed. The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that I know you're real." "You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said, obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you wanted, right?" "I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all gamers, and this is amazing, but;" "But;" Santa pressed. "Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said. "Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl yet." Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you out there, Kevin." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man." Ginny couldn't believe what she said next. "Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;" She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands, tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening. "Santa's already given you your Christmas presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;" She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly. "Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him. "The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses." Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her mouth around his sensitive skin. "Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're a grower, I'm impressed." Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me." "Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you, Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here on the rise by the time you get naked for her." "Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him! "So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise." "R-really?" Kevin asked. Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They glistened wetly in the dim light. "It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I need to fuck you. You with me?" Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all night. You'll be fine." She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready for the main event. "Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked, smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?" "Uh; yes;" he whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted, pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft. "The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort." He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and nodding. "I want to fuck you." "You do?" she asked before sliding him back down her throat. "No," he said finally, taking her under the arms and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't want to fuck you; I will fuck you." "That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward, eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!" "K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!" Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;" She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure. "Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick, so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow, got it?" He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up inside. Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because she was mentoring a virgin? She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating, slick frame. He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her, panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second one's usually even better." He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him. "You know what to do, K-zon," she purred. "Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;" Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in. His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him a birthday to remember. "Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego, she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay. Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight. "Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a fleshlight!" "Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make them scream, K-zon;" He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder, determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable. "Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!" Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling. "Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action. "Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!" Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight. Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away. Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so. "That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly. "A really great addition to my night." He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her. "Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a busy evening for you this way?" "Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you know?" She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?" A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth. "I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit," she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics." "You don't need a glass of water or anything?" Kevin asked, looking up at her. "Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room. "Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he asked cheerfully. "Yessir," the newly-minted young man said. "Best birthday present anyone ever received." "Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame, eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as long as you host." Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?" Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked like he might faint. "Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being so spectacular." "Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her. "Thanks." "My pleasure, trust me," she said easily. "Somebody have a pen I can use?" Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your number, dude." Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?" Kevin nodded dumbly. "Just remember this," she said, poking him in the chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that." He nodded. "And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail. "Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead spiders in your stocking, you got it?" Kevin nodded again. "Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a holiday to save!" "Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?" She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he forced himself on a girl?" "Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole." The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing. A Pretty Man. Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in, twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly. Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally. "But I've been so good;" the young man cooed, smiling coyly and winking. "C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good children, don't you?" "Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a pinch hitter, stat." Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded, becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later, the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong. "Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet. "Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy, perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly graceful being stepped off the platform. The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor, assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this." Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face. Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items under the tree. "Okay, we got that out of the way," he said, squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia, if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?" He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in. One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her panties. "Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa chuckled, shaking his head. "Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room, from which moans were now emanating. Seeking to be naughty. "You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so. "Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her. "So you think you're already on the Naughty List?" The girl nodded. Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?" Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;" He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well, here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?" The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I want my daddy, Santa." Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;" "No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy." "Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So, now what?" "That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her, her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she turned to look behind herself; Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair fell down to his shoulder blades. "Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I missed you so much!" "Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits. "I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building. "I should take care of that at some point." "I've got some other deliveries in the immediate area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you have a little fun with these two?" "Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in a non-committal tone. "You just didn't know you were until tonight." Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia." "Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted, shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her options for dating. Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug, naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making her shiver and moan. "Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like tag-teaming, babe?" Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock, taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and down. Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent. "Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;" Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands on her tits and held her. As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share; Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's mouths. "Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;" Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading cock. She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples, the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next. With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands still working the shaft quickly. The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers, their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she was in the throes of passion with others. Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a Christmas epiphany? Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her. "So did you know I was bi all these years?" she asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side as they took off. He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of self-discovery, though." "Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my dating pool might have made a difference." "You've always been who you're meant to be, Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me." Her eyes widened. "For real?" "Would I lie?" Santa laughed. Ginny in the sleigh. Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh, her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a little worn. "So that's what sex with an entire sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals." Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present." Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop off; and about thirty Sybians." "They're a really good sorority house." Santa admitted. Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way, only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is." "I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging, but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time ago." Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are we headed, Big Man?" "Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds are done." "Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly. "Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents' place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main exploded." "You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this." Santa said firmly. "Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome. "I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the sleigh. The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair. "Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us." The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop, flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors. Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore kept her ears toasty. "You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly. "And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this year. You need to understand that." Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people. Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa approached. "Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed. "My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves." Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question. "Do you; you know;" "Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of giving women." "That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?" He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew she'd always love. "You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it." He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide. Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile. "Like the whole thing never happened," Santa declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add." "Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently, still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?" Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security and anonymity." "Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say. "Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued. "Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the least." "No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she asked. 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Miracle On Route 34: Part 3 Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Just when I thought it couldn't get better;" Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants." "I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh. "Think we might've sated you for a while?" "Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred, stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth, lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It wasn't long before she began to giggle. "Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving her tit a squeeze. "Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I sure remember it." "Oh? Do tell." "Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?" Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?" Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember." "What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked warily. "December fifteenth, eight years ago, about seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?" "Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui, judging a naked limbo contest at a luau." She was silent for some time. "You're; you're sure?" Santa nodded. "Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant. "That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh, shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!" Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!" Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto the unsuspecting town below. Silent Runnings. She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when he heard some noise he couldn't account for? The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed. "Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that Krampus. I'm coming." Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I don't want you to hurt;" "Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine." She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was no noise for several seconds. Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue. "Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my own asshole. Little help?" Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease. Piloting a Ginny. "You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a lot. They like you." "Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?" Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus. Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago." It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were going. "Six hundred;" "Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my kids helped me out." "But what about all your wives you were telling me about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before." Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me on Christmas Eve." She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?" He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to be that way." Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made sense, but it did. She really was different after all. A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet. "Now that I think of it," she whispered as she wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no chimney?" "It was a lot easier before central heating," he answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and security codes for every residence on earth." "Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?" "Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy." "So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because that's what he kinda deserves." "Christmas is the one night of the year we don't discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching intently. The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying. Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it was too late. "So there you are, big man;" Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties. She had the look of a tired mom. "Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob. Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are." "It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly, moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever the hell she was. "Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging Santa?" "I can't believe you're here in all your chubby glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come true." Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year, Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted." Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree. "She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes shining. "She'll be so thrilled." "I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He doesn't know what he's missing." "Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking, maybe?" "No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask; what do you want for Christmas, Linda?" Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed, knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first time. "Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt. "Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?" "No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom Christmas wouldn't come this year." Ginny blushed at his description of her. "Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't interrupt me enjoying my present." Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently. "Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that white beard of yours." Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard? It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual situations. Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's thighs for balance. "She's doing that all wrong," Ginny sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should know." Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny blushed and shut up. He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked. She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit, probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt. She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth. Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight to shoot through her. Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening. Typical. Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster; Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great eagerness. Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened? Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently. "You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you." Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what she needed," he said to himself. "Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then we're; Virginia?" But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye. Carnal Knowledge. "Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her. Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy, clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms. Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half. Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two. "Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok man sunku!" "Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied, smiling slyly. "Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!" Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's glistening face. "Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take the cake." "I would expect you of all people to understand by now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active regarding building homeless shelters, they're both” "Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out. "It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them what they want for Christmas." "So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked somewhat testily. "There weren't for you and your brother, were there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her. "Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;" Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off one another's faces. "Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;" "If we're not still here with these two whores next Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly. Santa’s copilot. Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on his face, his eyes a little red around the edges. "I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat absently. "So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of flour used to make baked goods?" "Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the brownies left out for you in Denver;" Basement Bound. Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing. After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe editions of the newest PC games were revealed. The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that I know you're real." "You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said, obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you wanted, right?" "I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all gamers, and this is amazing, but;" "But;" Santa pressed. "Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said. "Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl yet." Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you out there, Kevin." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man." Ginny couldn't believe what she said next. "Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;" She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands, tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening. "Santa's already given you your Christmas presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;" She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly. "Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him. "The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses." Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her mouth around his sensitive skin. "Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're a grower, I'm impressed." Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me." "Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you, Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here on the rise by the time you get naked for her." "Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him! "So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise." "R-really?" Kevin asked. Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They glistened wetly in the dim light. "It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I need to fuck you. You with me?" Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all night. You'll be fine." She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready for the main event. "Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked, smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?" "Uh; yes;" he whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted, pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft. "The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort." He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and nodding. "I want to fuck you." "You do?" she asked before sliding him back down her throat. "No," he said finally, taking her under the arms and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't want to fuck you; I will fuck you." "That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward, eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!" "K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!" Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;" She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure. "Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick, so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow, got it?" He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up inside. Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because she was mentoring a virgin? She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating, slick frame. He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her, panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second one's usually even better." He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him. "You know what to do, K-zon," she purred. "Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;" Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in. His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him a birthday to remember. "Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego, she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay. Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight. "Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a fleshlight!" "Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make them scream, K-zon;" He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder, determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable. "Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!" Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling. "Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action. "Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!" Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight. Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away. Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so. "That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly. "A really great addition to my night." He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her. "Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a busy evening for you this way?" "Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you know?" She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?" A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth. "I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit," she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics." "You don't need a glass of water or anything?" Kevin asked, looking up at her. "Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room. "Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he asked cheerfully. "Yessir," the newly-minted young man said. "Best birthday present anyone ever received." "Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame, eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as long as you host." Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?" Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked like he might faint. "Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being so spectacular." "Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her. "Thanks." "My pleasure, trust me," she said easily. "Somebody have a pen I can use?" Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your number, dude." Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?" Kevin nodded dumbly. "Just remember this," she said, poking him in the chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that." He nodded. "And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail. "Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead spiders in your stocking, you got it?" Kevin nodded again. "Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a holiday to save!" "Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?" She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he forced himself on a girl?" "Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole." The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing. A Pretty Man. Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in, twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly. Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally. "But I've been so good;" the young man cooed, smiling coyly and winking. "C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good children, don't you?" "Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a pinch hitter, stat." Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded, becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later, the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong. "Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet. "Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy, perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly graceful being stepped off the platform. The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor, assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this." Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face. Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items under the tree. "Okay, we got that out of the way," he said, squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia, if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?" He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in. One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her panties. "Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa chuckled, shaking his head. "Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room, from which moans were now emanating. Seeking to be naughty. "You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so. "Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her. "So you think you're already on the Naughty List?" The girl nodded. Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?" Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;" He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well, here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?" The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I want my daddy, Santa." Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;" "No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy." "Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So, now what?" "That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her, her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she turned to look behind herself; Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair fell down to his shoulder blades. "Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I missed you so much!" "Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits. "I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building. "I should take care of that at some point." "I've got some other deliveries in the immediate area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you have a little fun with these two?" "Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in a non-committal tone. "You just didn't know you were until tonight." Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia." "Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted, shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her options for dating. Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug, naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making her shiver and moan. "Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like tag-teaming, babe?" Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock, taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and down. Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent. "Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;" Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands on her tits and held her. As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share; Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's mouths. "Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;" Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading cock. She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples, the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next. With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands still working the shaft quickly. The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers, their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she was in the throes of passion with others. Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a Christmas epiphany? Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her. "So did you know I was bi all these years?" she asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side as they took off. He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of self-discovery, though." "Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my dating pool might have made a difference." "You've always been who you're meant to be, Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me." Her eyes widened. "For real?" "Would I lie?" Santa laughed. Ginny in the sleigh. Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh, her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a little worn. "So that's what sex with an entire sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals." Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present." Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop off; and about thirty Sybians." "They're a really good sorority house." Santa admitted. Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way, only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is." "I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging, but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time ago." Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are we headed, Big Man?" "Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds are done." "Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly. "Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents' place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main exploded." "You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this." Santa said firmly. "Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome. "I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the sleigh. The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair. "Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us." The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop, flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors. Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore kept her ears toasty. "You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly. "And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this year. You need to understand that." Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people. Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa approached. "Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed. "My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves." Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question. "Do you; you know;" "Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of giving women." "That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?" He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew she'd always love. "You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it." He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide. Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile. "Like the whole thing never happened," Santa declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add." "Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently, still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?" Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security and anonymity." "Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say. "Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued. "Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the least." "No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she asked. "Actually got a nifty physics trick for you

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【参政党って一体？】 神谷代表が日本初 YouTubeの右派チャンネルから立ち上げ 高市自民で支持率半減 でもあなどれない票を集めるポピュリズム政党を考える 世界の新興保守政党AfDなどと よく似たこの党の政策はどんなもの？ いやあ、今の時代って右も左もなんちゃって右翼左翼なんだなあ......衣良 ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第17弾：2025年10月1日〜11月28日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第250回　書店絶滅？本を読まない日本人は競争力を失っていくだけなのか。起死回生の救済策はどこにある？ 第252回　AI時代のシン・創作論！クリエイターに何が求められているのかを語り尽くします（小説家SP第18弾） 第254回　作家の悩みQ&A！書けない日を乗り越えるヒント（人生相談SP第37弾） ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 →vol.4（301回〜） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/272312 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み） https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_307-podcast.mp3

En este capítulo de #Criminalmente, nos acompaña Saúl Hernández, productor de la Familia Paranormal, experto en análisis digital y seguridad en línea. Su experiencia nos ayuda a entender uno de los casos más inquietantes del internet oculto: Matthew Folder, el extorsionador que operó durante años desde el anonimato.¿Qué se esconde en el internet?En este episodio te contamos cómo Folder pasó de ser un estudiante modelo a convertirse en un manipulador digital que utilizaba perfiles falsos y amenazas para controlar a sus víctimas. Narramos los casos más impactantes de las personas que fueron obligadas a grabarse bajo miedo constante.¿Conoces la Deep Web y Dark Web?Saúl Hernández nos explica de manera clara qué son estos espacios y por qué el anonimato que ofrecen facilita la extorsión y la manipulación digital.Este episodio es un recordatorio de que, en internet, lo más peligroso suele ser lo que no ves, y de la importancia de la seguridad en línea.No te pierdas este capítulo basado en hechos reales. Suscríbete, activa la campanita.

Para acceder a todo contenido exclusivo de La Posada Del Cuervo puedes apoyar el podcast a través del siguiente enlace: https://www.ivoox.com/support/691202 . ¡Abrimos las puertas de La Posada Del Cuervo! Este episodio es un extracto del especial monográfico titulado "Secuestros: ¿Hay algo peor que la Muerte?". Puedes acceder al contenido del programa completo a través del siguiente enlace: https://go.ivoox.com/rf/148413186 . Descripción del programa original: ¿Hay algo peor que la muerte? Esa es, precisamente, la pregunta que vamos a intentar responder a lo largo de este amplio dossier sonoro. En este programa os vais a sumergir en el lado más perverso del ser humano a través de los secuestros más impactantes. Torturas extremas, violaciones bestiales, el más terrible sufrimiento.... Para conocer los casos de secuestros más perturbadores nos acompañará el periodista Endika Ortiz de Zárate. Además, buscaremos respuestas en el recoveco más oscuro de la mente humana de la mano del criminólogo Cristian Rodríguez Jiménez. El contenido de este este episodio puede herir la sensibilidad de la audiencia, el equipo de La Posada del Cuervo no se hace responsable de las consecuencias psicológicas y emocionales que pueda producir el programa en los espectadores. Enlace de compra del libro Snuff Movie: Filmando la muerte, del criminólogo Cristian Rodríguez Jiménez: https://www.amazon.es/Snuff-Movie-Filmando-expediente-favorito/dp/8419979015 Escucha el episodio completo en la app de iVoox, o descubre todo el catálogo de iVoox Originals

【AIで小説を書く時代。創作はもう機械に奪われるのか？】 全工程でAIをフル活用！SF短編を書き上げるまでを紹介します 実際には、書くのは苦痛だけでなくお楽しみもあるので、苦手なパートだけうまく利用するのがオススメ 小説が書けない時の突破口に皆使ってみよう......衣良 ▼番組で紹介した本 『AI先生のSF小説教室』（樋口恭介／晶文社） https://amzn.asia/d/5FH6ckP ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第17弾：2025年10月1日〜11月28日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第250回　書店絶滅？本を読まない日本人は競争力を失っていくだけなのか。起死回生の救済策はどこにある？ 第252回　AI時代のシン・創作論！クリエイターに何が求められているのかを語り尽くします（小説家SP第18弾） 第254回　作家の悩みQ&A！書けない日を乗り越えるヒント（人生相談SP第37弾） ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 →vol.4（301回〜） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/272312 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み） https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_305-podcast.mp3

Continuamos con el drama semanal de la posible venta de Warner Bros., ahora con Comcast poniendo su nombre entre los posibles compradores, y otros dramas y controversias de las que hablan en las redes y la Deep Web. Regresamos al terror con una discusión más a fondo de The Black Phone 2 y cerramos con […]

【祝・高市首相！『鉄の女』マーガレット・サッチャーって誰？】 首相がもっとも尊敬する政治家サッチャーは20世紀最長の在職11年208日 紛争に勝ち財政赤字削減と減税、 大民営化、ロンドンで金融ビッグバン...等 誰よりも業績を上げた女性首相の生き様とは 高市さん、サッチャーになってくれ！......衣良 ▼番組で紹介した本 『マーガレット・サッチャー―政治を変えた「鉄の女」―』（冨田浩司／新潮社） https://amzn.asia/d/aEV6ggg ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第17弾：2025年10月1日〜11月28日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第250回　書店絶滅？本を読まない日本人は競争力を失っていくだけなのか。起死回生の救済策はどこにある？ 第252回　AI時代のシン・創作論！クリエイターに何が求められているのかを語り尽くします（小説家SP第18弾） 第254回　作家の悩みQ&A！書けない日を乗り越えるヒント（人生相談SP第37弾） ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み）：https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_304-podcast.mp3

🔒 ¿Sabías que pueden pedir un préstamo a tu nombre solo con una foto de tu DNI?Hoy hablamos con José, más conocido como Hackaviss, experto en ciberseguridad y forense digital, sobre cómo los hackers pueden robar tus datos, qué peligros hay en la deep web, y hasta qué punto estamos realmente protegidos cuando usamos Internet.💥 En este episodio descubrirás: • Cómo los ciberdelincuentes utilizan tus datos personales. • Qué es la deep web y cómo funciona el protocolo TOR. • Por qué Telegram y otras apps no son tan seguras como crees. • Cómo protegerte del phishing y los robos de identidad. • Qué es el malware Pegasus y por qué incluso los gobiernos lo usaron. • Qué sistemas operativos y apps son los más seguros hoy. • Los errores más comunes que cometemos con nuestras contraseñas.⏱️ ÍNDICE DEL EPISODIO00:00 El dato es el nuevo oro digital01:06 Presentación de Hackaviss02:00 Sus inicios en la ciberseguridad05:00 Qué es la deep web y cómo funciona TOR07:00 La historia de Silk Road08:30 Telegram y la privacidad10:00 Estafas con criptomonedas y wallets14:30 El valor del dato y los peligros de compartirlo16:00 Préstamos y robos de identidad18:00 Por qué el historial médico es tan valioso20:00 Huella digital y exposición de datos personales24:00 Casos reales y eliminación de datos25:30 Qué dispositivos son más hackeables27:30 El caso Pegasus explicado30:00 El sistema operativo más seguro del mundo33:00 La paranoia (justificada) en la ciberseguridad35:30 Apps de mensajería: WhatsApp, Telegram, Signal39:00 Privacidad y venta de datos41:00 ¿Nuestros móviles nos escuchan?43:00 Caso Snowden y espionaje masivo46:00 China, EE.UU. y el espionaje global48:00 El poder del dato y la inteligencia artificial50:00 Apple Pay y pagos digitales52:00 WiFi públicas y riesgos reales54:00 Kit básico para protegerte en Internet57:00 Comprobamos si el correo de Jaume ha sido filtrado1:03:00 Conclusiones: cómo proteger tu huella digital📲 Síguenos en redes para no perderte el próximo episodio:• YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCsKDcxNw7TaJwyjd2iH0QWg• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/crossoverofc/• TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@crossoverofc• X: https://x.com/crossoverofc🔔 Suscríbete y activa la campanita para no perderte nada.

🔒 ¿Sabías que pueden pedir un préstamo a tu nombre solo con una foto de tu DNI?Hoy hablamos con José, más conocido como Hackaviss, experto en ciberseguridad y forense digital, sobre cómo los hackers pueden robar tus datos, qué peligros hay en la deep web, y hasta qué punto estamos realmente protegidos cuando usamos Internet.💥 En este episodio descubrirás: • Cómo los ciberdelincuentes utilizan tus datos personales. • Qué es la deep web y cómo funciona el protocolo TOR. • Por qué Telegram y otras apps no son tan seguras como crees. • Cómo protegerte del phishing y los robos de identidad. • Qué es el malware Pegasus y por qué incluso los gobiernos lo usaron. • Qué sistemas operativos y apps son los más seguros hoy. • Los errores más comunes que cometemos con nuestras contraseñas.⏱️ ÍNDICE DEL EPISODIO00:00 El dato es el nuevo oro digital01:06 Presentación de Hackaviss02:00 Sus inicios en la ciberseguridad05:00 Qué es la deep web y cómo funciona TOR07:00 La historia de Silk Road08:30 Telegram y la privacidad10:00 Estafas con criptomonedas y wallets14:30 El valor del dato y los peligros de compartirlo16:00 Préstamos y robos de identidad18:00 Por qué el historial médico es tan valioso20:00 Huella digital y exposición de datos personales24:00 Casos reales y eliminación de datos25:30 Qué dispositivos son más hackeables27:30 El caso Pegasus explicado30:00 El sistema operativo más seguro del mundo33:00 La paranoia (justificada) en la ciberseguridad35:30 Apps de mensajería: WhatsApp, Telegram, Signal39:00 Privacidad y venta de datos41:00 ¿Nuestros móviles nos escuchan?43:00 Caso Snowden y espionaje masivo46:00 China, EE.UU. y el espionaje global48:00 El poder del dato y la inteligencia artificial50:00 Apple Pay y pagos digitales52:00 WiFi públicas y riesgos reales54:00 Kit básico para protegerte en Internet57:00 Comprobamos si el correo de Jaume ha sido filtrado1:03:00 Conclusiones: cómo proteger tu huella digital📲 Síguenos en redes para no perderte el próximo episodio:• YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCsKDcxNw7TaJwyjd2iH0QWg• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/crossoverofc/• TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@crossoverofc• X: https://x.com/crossoverofc🔔 Suscríbete y activa la campanita para no perderte nada.

【僕らは皆デジタル農奴？】 YouTubeもAppleも無条件で上がりの 30%を地代として徴収しているけれど 本当にこのままで世界は大丈夫？ そろそろこのシステムのあり方を考えよう GAFAMのないEUと手を結び米と条件闘争をする時が近づいている デジ農奴だってやられっぱなしじゃないんだよ！......衣良 ▼番組で紹介した本 『テクノ封建制』（ヤニス・バルファキス／集英社） https://amzn.asia/d/iR5OR0Y ▼【11/7（金）オンライン開催】 LIFE UPDATE LOUNGE Vol.12 主宰：早川洋平（プロインタビュアー） テーマ：あなたの"とっておきの1冊"は？ 小説でも漫画でも写真集でもOK。 「これ、好きなんだよなあ」という一冊を持ち寄って語り合う夜。 本を通して、少しだけ"自分が更新される"時間をお届けします。 20:00〜22:00／参加費3,000円／Zoom 申込 → https://pro.form-mailer.jp/lp/439ff830341026 ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第17弾：2025年10月1日〜11月28日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第250回　書店絶滅？本を読まない日本人は競争力を失っていくだけなのか。起死回生の救済策はどこにある？ 第252回　AI時代のシン・創作論！クリエイターに何が求められているのかを語り尽くします（小説家SP第18弾） 第254回　作家の悩みQ&A！書けない日を乗り越えるヒント（人生相談SP第37弾） ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み）：https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_303-podcast.mp3

Hey all! this is a remake of a story i did back in 2017 called "The Part of The Deep Web We Aren't Supposed To See" let me know what you think of the new version! Special thanks to  @RomNex   @DusklightRadio   @yenx0  and R.C.D for joining me in this video! Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Hey all! this is a remake of a story i did back in 2017 called "The Part of The Deep Web We Aren't Supposed To See" let me know what you think of the new version! Special thanks to  @RomNex   @DusklightRadio   @yenx0  and R.C.D for joining me in this video! Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

【世界で人気爆発BLの魅力とは？】 DJ小野寺企画！ BLは女性版セクシービデオ？なんで男同士？ どうしてノンケがアナ◯セックスするの？ 昭和〜現在のBLの歴史を徹底解説！ 課題図書は中村春菊さん『世界一初恋』 BLの構造が分かると世界を席巻するクリエイティブ力、発想力の凄さが分かるよ......衣良 ★お知らせ「過去の名作アーカイブを無料公開！」 （第17弾：2025年10月1日〜11月28日まで！ https://x.gd/su9PB） 第250回　書店絶滅？本を読まない日本人は競争力を失っていくだけなのか。起死回生の救済策はどこにある？ 第252回　AI時代のシン・創作論！クリエイターに何が求められているのかを語り尽くします（小説家SP第18弾） 第254回　作家の悩みQ&A！書けない日を乗り越えるヒント（人生相談SP第37弾） ▶早川洋平 主宰イベント情報（NEW！） ＼"依頼されて動く"時代から、"自分で創り出す"時代へ／ 10/31『会う力』体験セミナー｜オンライン開催（アーカイブ付） これまでの時代は── 会社員でもフリーランスでも、「誰かに発注してもらう」「広告で支えてもらう」ことが当たり前でした。 けれどこれからは、自分の手で出会いをつくり、コンテンツやサービスを生み出し、 お客さんと"直接"つながっていく力が求められています。 僕自身、この17年間ずっと、自分で企画を立て、出会いを生み、 インタビューや番組、講座をゼロから育ててきました。 その原動力になってきたのが、まさに「会う力」です。 この体験セミナーでは、 "会う"ことから仕事や人生を動かすヒントを、実践ワークを交えてお伝えします。 はじめての方も、おひとりでも安心してご参加ください。 10月31日（金）13:00〜16:00（オンライン・アーカイブ付） ▶お申し込みはこちら https://pro.form-mailer.jp/lp/808bacd4340953 ▶番組の全編視聴方法 ①YouTubeメンバーシップ http://bit.ly/youtuotorazi ②Apple サブスク https://bit.ly/Apple_otoraji ③ニコニコ動画 http://bit.ly/nicootorazi ④オーディオブック →vol.1（1～100回） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/260800 →vol.2（101回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/262371 →vol.3（201回～） https://audiobook.jp/audiobook/266961 ▶石田衣良の書籍情報 新刊『池袋NO NAME 池袋ウエストゲートパーク21』（文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/9VpAOLF 文庫『神の呪われた子 池袋ウエストゲートパークXIX』(文藝春秋） https://amzn.asia/d/bTExZEL 文庫『心心 東京の星、上海の月』（KADOKAWA） https://amzn.to/4n87z6r 文庫『禁猟区』（集英社） https://amzn.to/4lahXJ4 ▶早川洋平の書籍情報 人生は、もっと自由にデザインできる 早川洋平 著『会う力』（新潮社）好評発売中！ ➡詳細（特典＆試し読み）：https://yohei-hayakawa.com/auchikara.html ▶オトラジで取り扱ってほしいテーマ募集中です https://forms.gle/H6Wz9N2kR5atoRVM7 ▶メールレター登録（サイン会・新刊予定をお届けします！） http://ishidaira.com/ ▶『著者の声』配信開始！ https://bit.ly/3quYEj5 ▶早川洋平から石田衣良へのインタビューシリーズ https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLh7eiOWS7pyiTBDN_YtbwfQF0g6g7MjGJ 【石田衣良への「人生相談」＆ご意見・ご感想投稿フォーム】 ①YouTube メンバーシップ http://bit.ly/otoraziqa1 ②ニコニコ動画 会員様 http://bit.ly/otorazinico ③一般の方 http://bit.ly/otoraziqa2 ＊有料会員の方のご質問を優先して、番組内でご質問を取り上げさせていただきます。 ▶お問い合わせ https://forms.gle/rw7AwUAFXU4BXGZR6 【石田衣良】いしだ・いら 1960年東京生まれ。84年に成蹊大学を卒業後、広告制作会社勤務を経て、フリーのコピーライターとして活躍。97年『池袋ウエストゲートパーク』でオール読物推理小説新人賞を受賞し作家デビュー。 2003年『4TEEN』で直木賞を受賞。06年『眠れぬ真珠』で島清恋愛文学賞、 13年『北斗、ある殺人者の回心』で中央公論文芸賞を受賞。『アキハバラ＠DEEP』『美丘』など著書多数。 ■Webサイト https://ishidaira.com/ 【早川洋平】はやかわ・ようへい 1980年、横浜生まれ。中国新聞記者等を経て2008年起業。 羽生結弦、吉本ばなな、髙田賢三、ケヴィン・ケリーら各界のトップランナーから市井の人々まで国内外分野を超えてインタビューを続ける。 13年からは戦争体験者の肉声を発信するプロジェクト『戦争の記憶』にも取り組む。 『We are Netflix Podcast@Tokyo』『横浜美術館「ラジオ美術館」』『石田衣良「大人の放課後ラジオ」』等メディアプロデュースも多数。 インタビューメディア『LIFE UPDATE』配信中。 ■プロインタビュアー早川洋平Webサイト https://yohei-hayakawa.com/ ■『会う力：シンプルにして最強の「アポ」の教科書』（新潮社） https://amzn.to/40U5sdq 【小野寺美咲】おのでら・みさき 1995年、横浜生まれ。吉本興業勤務等を経て2023年よりWEBライターとして独立。スポーツ選手、経営者、市井の方への取材や、記事制作、電子書籍の原稿執筆を行う他、企業研修のファシリテーター等も務める。2025年より、神奈川・北九州の2拠点で活動している。 ■Webサイト https://onoderamisaki.themedia.jp/ Otorazi_302-podcast.mp3

Die Creepypasta "Die VR-Brille aus dem Darknet" von Torge Meyer – ein Hörbuch auf deutsch. Zum Gruseln, Ablenken und Einschlafen. Vertont von Dr. Zargota.

Les propos exprimés dans ce podcast relèvent d'expériences et d'opinions personnelles dans un but de divertissement et ne substituent pas les conseils d'un.e sexologue ou autre professionnel de la santé. Dans cet épisode, René Morin du Centre canadien de protection de l'enfance nous éclaire sur les réalités du dark web, les mythes entourant la pornographie juvénile en ligne, et les technologies développées pour contrer ces crimes. Au menu : - Qu'est-ce que le dark web réellement et comment on y accède - Les méthodes d'exploitation d'images et de communautés illégales en ligne - Le rôle du Projet Arachnid pour détecter et supprimer du contenu pédopornographique - Les impacts psychologiques sur les victimes et survivants - Les solutions légales et technologiques pour mieux protéger les enfants  Note aux auditeurs : Le porte-parole du Centre canadien de protection de l'enfance (CCPE), René Morin, mentionne à 16:01.00 que l'opérateur français Free était le plus gros hébergeur de pornographie juvénile au monde, d'après une analyse antérieure réalisée par le CCPE. Par souci de clarté et d'exactitude pour les auditeurs, nous tenons à préciser que cette déclaration repose sur une analyse interne réalisée en 2021 à partir de données recueillies strictement dans le cadre de l'exploitation de Projet Arachnid par le CCPE. Pour plus de détails, consulter le rapport du CCPE intitulé « Projet Arachnid : L'accessibilité des images d'abus pédosexuels sur Internet », paru en 2021. Ce rapport est disponible sur le site ProtegeonsNosEnfants.ca  Ressources: www.cyberaide.ca – La centrale canadienne de signalement des cas d'exploitation sexuelle d'enfants sur Internet www.ParentsCyberAvertis.ca – Site pour les parents de jeunes internautes. Comment protéger ses enfants sur Internet, par groupe d'âge. www.AidezMoiSVP.ca – Du soutien pour les ados en cas de distribution non consensuelle d'une image intime, sextorsion, etc. www.ProtegeonsNosEnfants.ca – Le site principale du Centre canadien de protection de l'enfance ----------------------- Le podcast est présenté par Éros et Compagnie Utiliser le code promo : SEXEORAL pour 15% de rabais sur erosetcompagnie.com Les jouets dont les filles parlent: https://www.erosetcompagnie.com/page/podcast  Pour collaborations : partenariats@studiosf.ca Pour toutes questions : sexeoral@studiosf.ca Pour suivre les filles sur Patreon : patreon.com/sexeoralpodcast Pour contacter les filles directement : instagram.com/sexeoral.podcast 

No podcast ‘Notícia No Seu Tempo’, confira em áudio as principais notícias da edição impressa do jornal ‘O Estado de S.Paulo’ desta segunda-feira (15/09/2025): China e Argentina foram fundamentais para sustentar a balança comercial brasileira diante da queda de 18,5% na exportação para os EUA em agosto, primeiro mês de vigência do tarifaço de 50% – o maior do mundo, ao lado da Índia. Os chineses compraram 31% a mais do que em agosto do ano passado, principalmente soja que deixaram de importar dos EUA – possível estratégia chinesa na negociação com os americanos. Já os argentinos adquiriram 40,4% mais, especialmente automóveis, fruto de melhora na economia local. Tem sido mais fácil para o Brasil achar mercados para alimentos do que redirecionar ferro, aço e maquinário. O superávit na balança em agosto foi de 3,9% em relação a 2024. E mais: Política: Divergência de Fux alimenta tese para Bolsonaro buscar anulação de processo Economia: EUA fecham portas na África e China amplia influência no continente Metrópole: Com crise de leitos, COP tem 71 países confirmados e votações em risco Esporte: Fonseca bate grego que já foi nº 3 do mundo e põe Brasil na Davis em 2026See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Este episodio forma parte de una selección para el verano de EL PAÍS Audio. Este episodio se emitió el 17 de febrero de 2025. Es 25 de noviembre de 2020. La periodista y colaboradora del periódico Esperanza Escribano viaja de Barcelona a Pontevedra para un trabajo poco habitual: advertir a Ana García, una mujer de 40 años y que trabaja en una pescadería, de que alguien quiere verla muerta. Pero, ¿cómo se da una noticia así? Y, sobre todo, ¿cómo se asimila? Conocemos la historia de ambas y la relación que han construido a lo largo de los años, pero también nos adentramos en el proceso judicial de la víctima del primer intento de asesinato de España encargado en la Deep Web. CRÉDITOS Realizado por Esperanza Escribano y Marta Curiel Grabación sobre el terreno Esperanza Escribano Presenta Marta Curiel Diseño de sonido Nicolás Tsabertidis Edición Ana Ribera Dirección Silvia Cruz Lapeña Sintonía Jorge Magaz PARA LEER MÁS Vivir sabiendo que tu expareja quiso matarte: primer caso en España de intento de asesinato a través de la ‘deep web’ ¿Puede haber justicia sin perspectiva de género? Las palabras del decano de Madrid azuzan el debate Si tienes quejas, dudas o sugerencias, escribe a defensora@elpais.es o manda un audio a +34 649362138 (no atiende llamadas).

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Nos metemos nuevamente en la Deep Web y lamentablemente aprendemos que son los furros.

Recordamos éste episodio donde exploramos los terrores más profundos y horribles de la Deep Web y la Dark Web, historias que se cuentan de personas que se han atrevido a entrar. 

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Todo lo PERTURBADOR que puedes encontrar en el DEEP WEB

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Todd is founder and CEO of Dark Intel, which specializes in the research and training of law enforcement and business about the Darkweb. He is a retired police Detective Sergeant, a frequent speaker at technology events and featured expert on various media. He is a regular speaker internationally on Cybercrime issues and an author. His most recent endeavor is as the coauthor of “Surviving a Cyberattack: Securing Social Media and Protecting Your Home” his last book was as co-author of “Surviving Cybercrime: “Investigating Internet Crime-An introduction to solving crimes in cyberspace”. He was also featured in the documentary “Deep Web”, by Alex Winter, as an expert in Internet investigations.Unlock a world of mystery!Join our exclusive community and instantly access over 1,000 ad-free episodes, mind-blowing bonus segments, and much more. Dive deeper into the unknown with content that challenges what you think you know.For nearly a decade, Mysterious Radio has taken listeners on a journey through the strange, the unexplained, and the downright chilling. And now, we're taking things to the next level—with even more immersive content available only to our most dedicated listeners.With millions of listeners around the globe, the next era of Mysterious Radio is unfolding. The majority of episodes and exclusives will be reserved for our inner circle of members.Step beyond the veil and claim your place in the next chapter of the unknown. OPEN THE DOORGet the ultimate experience and easy access to everything from the Patreon app!Download Patreon for IOS Download Patreon for AndroidFollow Our Other ShowsFollow UFO WitnessesFollow Crime Watch WeeklyFollow Paranormal FearsFollow Seven: Disturbing Chronicle StoriesJoin our Patreon for ad-free listening and more bonus content.Follow us on Instagram @mysteriousradioFollow us on TikTok mysteriousradioTikTokFollow us on Twitter @mysteriousradioFollow us on Pinterest pinterest.com/mysteriousradioLike us on Facebook Facebook.com/mysteriousradio]

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Las redes sociales prometieron conexión, comunidad, entretenimiento. Pero detrás de los filtros y los videos virales, se esconde algo mucho más oscuro. Hoy, en este programa especial, nos adentramos en la cara oculta de las plataformas digitales: el nuevo campo de juego de asesinos, pederastas y delincuentes que han encontrado en internet su mejor escondite. Hablamos con el periodista Juan Rada sobre el caso estremecedor de Dinamita Montilla, el asesino en serie que seguía matando mientras subía videos a TikTok, dejando pistas entre coreografías y challenges, como si el horror fuera parte del espectáculo. Con Eduardo Casas Herrer descubrimos cómo Telegram se ha convertido en la nueva Deep Web: un refugio depravado donde el anonimato alimenta los peores instintos del ser humano. Canales ocultos, intercambios macabros, y un mundo subterráneo que crece sin control. Y por último, con Yolanda Martínez reflexionamos sobre el karma. ¿Puede alguien escapar realmente de las consecuencias de su maldad, incluso si se esconde tras una pantalla? Este no es un programa cualquiera. Este es un viaje a lo más profundo del abismo digital. No saldrás igual después de escucharlo. ¿Quieres anunciarte en este podcast? Hazlo con advoices.com/podcast/ivoox/277207

En este episodio de De Todo Un Mucho, nos adentramos en algunas de las historias más inquietantes que han llegado al podcast…

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Parece una simple aplicación de mensajería. Rápida, moderna, con stickers y canales temáticos. Pero en sus rincones más profundos, donde no llega la luz del algoritmo ni el control humano, Telegram se ha transformado en algo más: un refugio para la oscuridad. Mientras millones la usan para hablar con amigos, delincuentes, pedófilos, traficantes y asesinos la usan para comerciar, organizarse y esconderse. Su promesa de privacidad total es una máscara que cubre rostros monstruosos. En grupos cerrados, donde se accede por invitación, la humanidad se disuelve y emerge el horror. Hablamos con Eduardo Casas Herrer, experto en criminalidad digital, quien nos revela cómo Telegram se ha convertido en la nueva Deep Web. Una cloaca donde se venden vídeos atroces, se intercambian métodos de tortura, se trafican humanos, y se celebran asesinatos como si fueran logros desbloqueables en un videojuego sin alma. Las autoridades no pueden entrar. Las víctimas no pueden gritar. Y los criminales… se sienten en casa. Esto no es una distopía. Esto es ahora. Y puede estar en tu bolsillo.

Las redes sociales prometieron conexión, comunidad, entretenimiento. Pero detrás de los filtros y los videos virales, se esconde algo mucho más oscuro. Hoy, en este programa especial, nos adentramos en la cara oculta de las plataformas digitales: el nuevo campo de juego de asesinos, pederastas y delincuentes que han encontrado en internet su mejor escondite. Hablamos con el periodista Juan Rada sobre el caso estremecedor de Dinamita Montilla, el asesino en serie que seguía matando mientras subía videos a TikTok, dejando pistas entre coreografías y challenges, como si el horror fuera parte del espectáculo. Con Eduardo Casas Herrer descubrimos cómo Telegram se ha convertido en la nueva Deep Web: un refugio depravado donde el anonimato alimenta los peores instintos del ser humano. Canales ocultos, intercambios macabros, y un mundo subterráneo que crece sin control. Y por último, con Yolanda Martínez reflexionamos sobre el karma. ¿Puede alguien escapar realmente de las consecuencias de su maldad, incluso si se esconde tras una pantalla? Este no es un programa cualquiera. Este es un viaje a lo más profundo del abismo digital. No saldrás igual después de escucharlo.

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Today, we're going over your questions. You guys had some follow-ups about my stalker, Timothy C., and I'll be giving you a few more details on that situation. We're also unpacking the RFK Jr. sex scandal—what's real, what's spin, and what it all means. Plus, the government's leaked text messages have been making waves, and I'll be breaking down what they reveal and why you should (and shouldn't) care.—https://policecoffee.com/?gad_source=1&gbraid=0AAAAACG7qmI1dmMkruwgp8vA8w0oECKla&gclid=Cj0KCQjwtJ6_BhDWARIsAGanmKfdkRQ1M1sighZQ-PGpEpsCjrZ8fCigidnvH55bfBUNMa56-yoy_A8aAv34EALw_wcB—https://open.spotify.com/episode/7CcmZWvQEaLTQAQRAFy2BQ?si=FgeO4b9QSi-5eB2cqX2XHw

In this episode, Mark Ledlow and Fred Burton, Executive Director of Protection and Intelligence at Ontic and a best-selling author, discuss the surrounding potential threats posed by an open border policy and the presence of terrorist cells. The discussion delves into the analytical evidence of terrorism threats linked to transnational entries, highlighting that no domestic terror acts have been documented as originating from the southern border. The conversation touches on broader security issues, including high-profile plots thwarted in the past, school shootings, and the impact of geopolitical events on domestic safety. They emphasize the importance of analytical rigor and logical decision-making in the security and protective services industry, comparing different attitudes toward personal protection across regions and discussing the implications of various security measures for high-profile individuals.Learn about all this and more in this episode of The Fearless Mindset Podcast.KEY TAKEAWAYSThe importance of proactive surveillance and intelligence gathering in security.Lessons learned from historical security breaches and attack plots.The significance of cultural fit and adaptability in security teams.Challenges faced by security personnel in adjusting to different operational environments.The necessity to constantly update and share intelligence within the security community.The evolving methods of threat actors and their preparedness.Fred Burton's involvement in upcoming TV and film projects based on his books.QUOTES"The scope of detail that some of these threat actors are engaged with is just frightening.""Intelligence is powerful when done correctly.""You can't run a program without intelligence today.""If you've got a good security team, trained in observation skills, you should be able to spot threat actors ahead of time.""Getting people in and out without being hassled is the kind of value add that we routinely do in this business.""It's amazing what you can do if you just try to blend in and ask questions.""Some degree of protection at public venues is essential, especially for controversial issues.""Surveillance is critical before you get the bodies out there. Get that team out there moving around snooping."Get to know more about Fred Burton through the link below.https://www.linkedin.com/in/thefredburton/To hear more episodes of The Fearless Mindset podcast, you can go to https://the-fearless-mindset.simplecast.com/ or listen to major podcasting platforms such as Apple, Google Podcasts, Spotify, etc. You can also subscribe to the Fearless Mindset YouTube Channel to watch episodes on video.

In this episode, Mark Ledlow and Fred Burton, Executive Director of Protection and Intelligence at Ontic and a best-selling author, discuss the surrounding potential threats posed by an open border policy and the presence of terrorist cells. The discussion delves into the analytical evidence of terrorism threats linked to transnational entries, highlighting that no domestic terror acts have been documented as originating from the southern border. The conversation touches on broader security issues, including high-profile plots thwarted in the past, school shootings, and the impact of geopolitical events on domestic safety. They emphasize the importance of analytical rigor and logical decision-making in the security and protective services industry, comparing different attitudes toward personal protection across regions and discussing the implications of various security measures for high-profile individuals.Learn about all this and more in this episode of The Fearless Mindset Podcast.KEY TAKEAWAYSSecurity Concerns on Open Borders: Despite the high number of migrants, there has not been a domestic act of terror directly linked to transnational terrorists from the southern border.Domestic vs. Geopolitical Threats: Domestic threats such as school shootings are more frequent and concerning compared to geopolitical and international threats.Historical Predictive Failures: The U.S. has historically struggled to predict major geopolitical events, regardless of advancements in intelligence.Adaptation and Responsiveness: The executive protection industry often operates reactively, highlighting the need for better proactive measures and adequate resourcing.Regional Differences in Security Perception: Security needs and perceptions differ greatly across the U.S., with coastal regions being more open to private security compared to more self-reliant attitudes in middle America.QUOTES"To the best of my knowledge, there never has been a domestic act of terror directly linked to a transnational terrorist coming from the southern border.""Trust me, you'll be the first one to know if I uncover something that you really need to be concerned about for you or your family.""Our nation seems to always be surprised... I want to believe that we're better today at anticipating surprise, but history has shown we're not.""Most CEOs today are almost more receptive to that kind of low-key protection."Get to know more about Fred Burton through the link below.https://www.linkedin.com/in/thefredburton/To hear more episodes of The Fearless Mindset podcast, you can go to https://the-fearless-mindset.simplecast.com/ or listen to major podcasting platforms such as Apple, Google Podcasts, Spotify, etc. You can also subscribe to the Fearless Mindset YouTube Channel to watch episodes on video.

We Like Shooting Episode 600 This episode of We Like Shooting is brought to you by: Brownells, Safe Life Defense, Black Rhino Concealment, Swampfox Optics, Blue Alpha, Medical Gear Outfitters, XTech Tactical, and Mitchell Defense   Welcome to the We Like Shooting Show, episode 600! Our cast tonight is Jeremy Pozderac, Aaron Krieger, Nick Lynch, and me Shawn Herrin, welcome to the show! Gear Chat Aaron - Pistol Kit for Full Auto Fun Full auto conversion pistol kit Shawn - RM1S:  Rost Martin has launched the RM1S, a new subcompact 9mm pistol featuring advanced grip texturing, a short reset trigger, enhanced durability, and ambidextrous controls. The RM1S includes an optics-ready slide and supports popular accessories, offering a capacity of up to 15 rounds. Jeremy - Fightlite Belt fed Gun Fights Step right up for "Gun Fights," the high-octane segment hosted by Nick Lynch, where our cast members go head-to-head in a game show-style showdown! Each contestant tries to prove their gun knowledge dominance. It's a wild ride of bids, bluffs, and banter—who will come out on top? Tune in to find out! WLS is Lifestyle The New SIG SAUER M400 ROSE: Empowering Women Shooters SIG SAUER has introduced the M400 ROSE, a rifle designed in collaboration with champion shooter Lena Miculek, aimed at supporting women's participation in shooting sports. The rifle features specialized components for performance and ease of use, including ambidextrous controls and a red dot sight. This new product is expected to encourage more women to engage in shooting activities, potentially impacting the dynamics of the gun community. Aaron's Alley UFC in the FBI UFC in the FBI Going Ballistic Kash Patel Takes the Helm! Kash Patel now head of ATF Felons Still Don't Get Guns? 10th Circuit Sidesteps Bruen with Nonviolent Felon Ruling Gun Free Zones? Not in Wyoming! Wyoming Bill Repealing Gun Free Zones Passes Without Governor's Signature Welcome to Gun Control Madness From Evergreen State to ‘Police State' as Washington Dems Push Permit to Purchase ATF: Big Brother with Bad Aim The Gun Owners of America (GOA) recently obtained a 35-page document through a Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) request submitted to the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives (ATF) in January 2020. The document, received in November 2024, reveals that the ATF has been monitoring online gun forums, social media websites, and law-abiding gun owners for over a decade, with an intelligence assessment on internet firearm sales dating back to November 2015.,The GOA claims that the ATF is abusing its power by targeting and harassing law-abiding citizens instead of focusing on actual criminals. The document shows that the ATF monitors lawful transactions and continues to surveil gun owners even after potential threats are deemed not credible. The ATF also misstates the law, claiming that greater anonymity in firearm purchases indicates a higher likelihood of violating federal law, despite Congress protecting gun owner privacy since 1986.,The ATF considers popular websites like Craigslist, AR15.com, Reddit, and Facebook as "unregulated marketplaces" and part of the "Deep Web," actively monitoring posts on these platforms. The agency complains about the growing secondary market of used firearms and the difficulty in tracing them, and it expresses a preference for websites with no anonymity for gun sales.,The document lists Nicholas Spranza Jr., an ATF industry operations intelligence specialist, as a point of contact. The GOA previously encountered Spranza in a lawsuit challenging the ATF's revocation of a Florida FFL's license, where he allegedly harassed customers, seized business records without a warrant, and admitted to violating the law during a compliance inspection.,The GOA calls for the incoming Trump administration to rein in or eliminate ...

In this episode, Mark Ledlow is joined by Fred Burton, Executive Director of Protection and Intelligence at Ontic and a best-selling author. They discuss the evolving threat landscape under the new U.S. administration, the impact of social media on security, and the importance of protective intelligence. Learn about the dynamic changes in the security industry and discover how businesses can prepare for the next four years. Don't miss this fascinating conversation with one of the industry's leading experts.Learn about all this and more in this episode of The Fearless Mindset Podcast.KEY TAKEAWAYSGuest Introduction: Fred Burton, Executive Director of Protection of Intelligence at Ontic, a bestselling author with extensive experience in the intelligence space.Fred's Admiration for Mark: High respect for Fred Burton who introduces key figures such as Jack.Importance of Adaptability in Security: Security programs need to be tailored to the clients' needs and cultures; no one-size-fits-all approach.Evolving Threat Landscape: Historical context of the threat landscape and its evolution, noting present challenges like social media and insider threats.Focus on Protective Intelligence: Emphasis on the importance of protective intelligence in assessing and mitigating threats; the balance of general awareness and specific threat signals.Community Building: The importance of a supportive community and the role Ontic plays in fostering thought leadership in the security industry.QUOTES"There's never really one model that fits all when it comes to security programs.""The threat landscape today is so dynamic and so fluid.""The 24/7 social media platforms provide an endless and constant stream of adverse intelligence signals.""It's our job in this space to put together a security package to allow you to do whatever it is that you would like to do within reason.""The challenge is there's so much noise that protective intelligence analysts almost get paralyzed because they don't know what signals to capture.""You need to have general awareness collection but then also have to capture those adverse intelligence signals that directly impact your unique protective mission."Get to know more about Fred Burton through the link below.https://www.linkedin.com/in/thefredburton/2To hear more episodes of The Fearless Mindset podcast, you can go to https://the-fearless-mindset.simplecast.com/ or listen to major podcasting platforms such as Apple, Google Podcasts, Spotify, etc. You can also subscribe to the Fearless Mindset YouTube Channel to watch episodes on video.

Es 25 de noviembre de 2020. La periodista y colaboradora del periódico Esperanza Escribano viaja de Barcelona a Pontevedra para un trabajo poco habitual: advertir a Ana García, una mujer de 40 años y que trabaja en una pescadería, de que alguien quiere verla muerta. Pero, ¿cómo se da una noticia así? Y, sobre todo, ¿cómo se asimila? En este episodio conocemos la historia de ambas y la relación que han construido a lo largo de los años, pero también nos adentramos en el proceso judicial de la víctima del primer intento de asesinato de España encargado en la Deep Web. CRÉDITOS: Realizado por Esperanza Escribano y Marta Curiel. Grabación de audios sobre el terreno: Esperanza Escribano Presenta: Marta Curiel Diseño de sonido: Nicolás Tsabertidis Edición: Ana Ribera Dirección: Silvia Cruz Lapeña Sintonía: Jorge Magaz En este episodio también aparecen audios que forman parte del podcast 'Kill List' producido por Wondery y Novel. Si tienes quejas, dudas o sugerencias, escribe a defensora@elpais.es o manda un audio al +34 649362138 (no atiende llamadas).

Lawyer turned journalist Eileen Ormsby on her journey deeper and deeper into the internet's 'evil twin', where, under the cloak of anonymity, people sell buy and share anything a person is willing to pay for Eileen Ormsby had just returned to university to study journalism when her friend told her about a website called The Silk Road.Created by American libertarian, Ross Ulbricht, it was essentially like any other e-commerce marketplace, the kind that people use to order books and homewares, except that it sold illicit drugs and fake ids.Eileen became fascinated with the platform, how it operated, who used it and where existed -- in a secretive part of the internet colloquially known as 'the dark web'.As Eileen journeyed further and further into the darkest corners of the underbelly of the internet, she came across scammers, hit men and horrendous truths, some of which spilled out into her real life.This episode of Conversations explores the dark web, Ross Ulbricht, libertarian, drug dealing, the deep web, FBI, CIA, AFP, undercover agents, Facebook, Meta, Google, Instagram, social media, Donald Trump, Elon Musk, AlphaBay, illicit drugs, addiction, murder, hitman, scams, bitcoin, crypto, crypto currency, investigative journalism, presidential pardon, assassination.

Luis Rendueles y Manu Marlasca hablan sobre los sucesos derivados de la llamada internet profunda, la conocida como deep web.

Our opening feature length tale is all four parts of ‘The Part of the Deep Web we're not Supposed to See' an original story by Mr. Outlaw, kindly shared with us on NoSleep:  https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/78td1x/the_part_of_the_deep_web_that_we_arent_supposed/  Tonight's second terrifying tale of horror is all three episodes of the epic ‘The White Van Man Series', a wonderful original work by Luke Hemingway, kindly shared with me for the express purpose of having me narrate it here for you all.  https://twitter.com/LukeHemingway11 https://www.reddit.com/user/Pristine-Engine4388/

What lies beneath the surface of the internet we know and use every day? In this episode, we dive into the mysterious world of the Deep Web. Joined by Carl Miller, renowned author and expert on digital power and society, we uncover what the Deep Web really is, how it functions, and the surprising ways it influences our lives. From encrypted networks to hidden marketplaces, we separate fact from fiction and discuss the ethical dilemmas and societal implications of this hidden digital landscape. (00:08:02) Silk Road creator Ross Ulbricht (00:23:44) Donald Trump's Executive Orders (00:50:24) Deep & Dark Web (01:23:13) Carl MillerYou can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/macrodosing

El internet ha permitido crear comunidades que comparten intereses comunes. Sin embargo el caso de Sharon Lopatka nos mostrará uno de los lados más oscuros de la web, en los que la fantasía llega demasiado lejos y las mentes oscuras encuentran el espacio para darse rienda suelta.Acompáñanos a revisar este caso que publicamos por primera vez el 11 de julio de 2022.