Podcasts about discarding

How the narcissist convinced you that the discard was real and also all your fault is exposed in this educational podcast by Narccon. We will look at the drivers behind the narcissist's behaviour cycle and identify where the narcissist parentifies themselves in an intimate relationship effecting a punishment style discard for their unsuspecting partners. The background mental looping cycle that is continuously playing out for a narcissist is that of control and subjugation of particularly their primary source of narcissistic supply. Understanding the crazy making behaviour patterns of a narcissist will help you see beyond their personalisation attempts and you accepting all accountability for their decision to discard you. The narcissist discards all their intimate partners at some stage, whether remaining in the relationship or actually physically leaving. Discarding others is simply part of the continual loop the narcissist remains in where they are living in and creating an alternative reality. The discard in fact has nothing to do with you as a person other than you become too difficult for a narcissist to control. Discard is the narcissists attempt to maintain a false reality and for their former source of supple to remain trapped in a psychological prison under the narcissist's control.https://youtu.be/LvLZHW535Is#relationship #narcisist #narcissism

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Giveaway Winner Announcement: Congratulations to Kelsey Loftis (Crystal Peak Properties, Colorado) and Dustin Gilbert (eXp Realty, Kentucky/Tennessee)! You've won the all-expense-paid trip to the Ninja Installation taught by Larry Kendall in Fort Collins this May! We'll be in touch soon. Thank you to everyone who entered! Welcome back to the Ninja Selling Podcast! In today's episode, Eric Thompson is joined by Ninja Coach extraordinaire, Brady Smith, to introduce a simple yet powerful tool for resetting your perspective: The One Sheet of Paper Exercise. If you find yourself weighed down by industry noise, personal challenges, or general negativity, this practical exercise is designed to help you physically and mentally discard distractions and refocus on what truly matters – gratitude and actionable steps within your control. Brady shares the origin of this exercise, born from observing a sense of "heaviness" among agents and friends, and his desire to create a tangible way to shift focus. He then walks listeners step-by-step through the process: identifying something you're grateful for, acknowledging something that's bothering you, determining a controllable action step to address the concern, and then physically ripping away and discarding the negative element. What remains is a powerful reminder of your blessings and your commitment to positive action. This episode is a hands-on guide to minimizing distractions, taking control of your focus, and immediately shifting your mindset towards a more positive and productive state. It's a testament to the Ninja principle that simple, intentional actions can yield significant results. Join the community of 16,000+ Ninjas on the Ninja Selling Podcast Facebook Group for more valuable insights, collaboration, and networking opportunities! Leave a voicemail at 208-MY-NINJA if you'd like to offer more direct feedback. Be sure to check out Ninja Selling Events for upcoming installations and other events, and if you'd like personalized help in achieving your goals, visit Ninja Coaching to connect with one of our fantastic coaches.     Episode Highlights: Giveaway Winner Announcement! Introducing Ninja Coach Brady Smith and his background The Inspiration: Addressing the "Heaviness" and Need for a Mindset Shift Introducing the "One Sheet of Paper Exercise" Step 1: Folding the Paper & Identifying Gratitude (Right Side) Step 2: Identifying What's Bothering You (Left Side) Step 3: Determining a Controllable Action Step (Right Side) Step 4: The Physical Act - Ripping and Discarding the Negative Step 5: Focusing on What Remains - Gratitude and Action The Power of Letting Go of What You Can't Control Connecting Gratitude to Your "Why" for Taking Action The Immediate Impact: Feeling the Weight Lift Repeating the Exercise as Needed for a Lasting Shift   Key Takeaways: "Mindset skill set actions, I feel like it's first for a reason. The other two don't really... if you don't have your mindset in the right place, it's really hard to do for the other two to be successful." "It just seemed like the air was really heavy for a minute there... really struggling... to get out of their head." "Can you control [the thing bothering you]? No." "...on the right side, you're going to write down one thing, one action item that you could do to move the needle to reduce or minimize that thing that you're bothered about." "We're going to rip it in half down the spine... Those big bad interest rates... we're just going to wad up that sheet of paper... and we're literally going to throw it away." "What's left is the right side... What I'm grateful for and what I'm going to do." "You could almost physically see the weight lift off their shoulders." "Do it as much as you need to until you can let go of the control that you don't have over the thing that's got you all anxious or bothered or frustrated or upset." "What you focus on expands."   Links: Website: http://www.NinjaSelling.com/Podcast  Email: TSW@NinjaSelling.com  Phone: 1-800-254-1650  Podcast Facebook Group: http://www.facebook.com/TheNinjaSellingPodcast  Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/NinjaSelling  Instagram: @NinjaSellingOfficial  LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/company/ninjaselling  Upcoming Public Ninja Installations: https://NinjaSelling.com/events/list/?tribe_eventcategory%5B0%5D=183&tribe__ecp_custom_2%5B0%5D=Public  Ninja Coaching: http://www.NinjaSelling.com/course/ninja-coaching/

Mom's Hot Friend, Rachel Beautiful mature woman Joins Our Family Vacation on the beach. By Stonemarten. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. At the time of this story, I was about 30 years old and still near the peak of my virility; I had recently broken-up from a long-term relationship and feeling a little bruised by the experience, though I never felt lonely, as I've always had good mates around me, both male and female. My mum used to take short holidays out-of-season at a quiet beach resort in Spain and as my dad was constantly working, she often used to share her apartment with AuntyRachel. Rachel wasn't really my Aunty, but a very close friend of my mother's youth. I was told she was very close to us when I was a baby, and that's when she accepted the honorary title of Aunty, by my parents.  She'd married and moved away, but a couple years ago she was divorced. She never had children, so she renewed her connection with mum and the nickname "Aunty" seemed about right. Mum and Aunty were always very close, but I had almost no familiarity with her. She was a fine looking, mature woman in her late fifties and kept very fit and healthy for her age. She had mid-brown hair, which lightened a little in the sun and slight crows-feet around the eyes, for she was always sunning herself, giving her a lovely overall tan. Rachel was not slim, not fat, but curvaceous, with large boobs (I'd say D Cup) and a flattish tummy, a good sized bum with only a hint of cellulite; she went to the gym regularly and was in good shape for her age. Because mum knew I was a little down in the dumps, she asked whether I wished to join her and Rachel for a few days relaxing in the sunshine, eating some healthy Mediterranean food and swimming in the warm sea; not a regular prospect for me when living in Scotland! Up to then, I hadn't spent much time with Rachel, as I lived a long way from my parents since leaving for uni. My folks lived in the South of England. When I had met 'Aunty' while visiting my folks, she had always seemed very vivacious and friendly and I did like the look of her, having a bit of a penchant for mature women. Their little Riviera apartment was on the first floor of a well-kept, but almost deserted block, quite up-market, as the unit had three large bedrooms all on-suite. We each had our own room and space, a cozy arrangement, where we could come and go doing our own thing. My mum, who was a bit of an amateur artist, was off painting really good watercolor paintings; Rachel liked to read books and generally relax in the sunshine, whilst I went off early morning nature and bird-watching, which has always been my special thing (love-making excluded). A Stroll On The Beach Late one afternoon, mum was due to drive to a local beauty spot to paint a sunset and suggested that Rachel and I should perhaps go for a wander along the beach, as the weather was lovely. Just then Rachel strolled into the living room in a skimpy bikini, revealing her lush cleavage and deeply tanned body. How could I say 'no'? We set out together heading westwards along the wide sandy beach, which was almost deserted, except for the odd dog walker. Rachel was dressed in a yellow and white striped bikini with her bottom half wrapped in a light blue sarong. I was wearing t-shirt and swimming shorts. We walked slowly besides each other chatting away warmed by the sun. At one stage, Rachel took my hand and so we strolled hand-in-hand like a couple, but this wasn't a surprise to me as she was naturally an affectionate person. She took genuine interest in my life and preferences, even asking about my sex life and preferences? She treated me as a peer, not as a nephew. When I told her my recent relationship lacked any variety, she gasped; "She wouldn't even let you eat her?" Did she blow you? "No, and no." I said. It was getting hot, so Rachel undid her sarong, so looking down at her bottom, I thought I'd compliment her by saying: "wow, even your ass is tanned brown;" I said, while pulling down my own swim shorts at the back to show her my somewhat paler backside.  She smiled graciously at my compliment. "It's not just my ass that's brown" she said, reaching back to undo her bikini top and letting loose her large, tanned boobs. They were fully-bronzed indeed, sagging slightly of course, but otherwise perfect, with lovely dark brown nipples. "Take your shorts and t-shirt off" she said: "there's no-one around and you could do with getting some sun on your whiter bits". Amazingly, her confidence rubbed off on me and I took off my shirt and pulled my shorts off, becoming totally naked beside her. She put my garments in her beach bag, along with her sarong. My body was in good shape in those days though with a flat stomach and muscles defined from martial arts and the gym. How the hell did I muster up such confidence? So there we were, strolling along hand-in-hand with the only scrap of clothing between the two of us being Rachel's little bikini bottom. Rachel looked amazing and the sway of her hips as she moved caused a slight tumescence in my prick which she couldn't help but notice, as it swung a little from side to side. A couple moments later it was clubbing my thighs in a rhythm set by my walking pace.  All of a sudden, she dropped her hand from mine and reached over instead to grasp my swaying cock in her hand. "Your poor cock is getting knocked around. Such a shame to see such a beautiful phallus being treated so." She said as she led me along at a slower pace. This pleasant surprise immediately had my cock swelling and hardened to a long, thick erection, which she began stroking up and down slowly, whilst sporting a wide smile and wicked glint in her eyes, "what a lovely big boy" she exclaimed. A little way ahead of us was a small break between the sand dunes and an amused Rachel led me towards this gap, pulling me behind her by the cock in a rather comical manner.  I said nothing but anticipated anything could happen next. When we were hidden from view, she released me and spread-out her sarong on the sand. She then took me by the cock and guided me down, kneeling next to where she stood, then pushing me down onto my back in front of her. Dropping onto her knees between my thighs, she leaned her head down towards my rampant cock and placed the engorged pink head into her luscious mouth. Grabbing the shaft and wanking it, she licked and sucked my cock head and down to my balls, causing me to moan and shudder with pleasure; Rachel also gave out little moans, clearly enjoying the effect on me. After a few exquisite minutes, Rachel stood-up and quickly shed her bikini bottoms, moving forward to straddle my firm manhood that she placed between her spreading thighs. Rubbing its head for a few seconds against her moist labia, she eased down slowly to accommodate the thick shaft. Rachel's moist cunt may not have been the tightest, but it was certainly the hottest and wettest I'd ever felt, it was amazing and she could firmly grip me tightly. It took all my will-power not to ejaculate into her right there and then. Fortuitously for my ego, it was this lovely older lady that came first, as even after the first couple of pumps, Rachel was contorting forward and whimpering loudly as she convulsed over and over in a massive orgasm, gushing juices and clamping onto my thick shaft. Rachel's soft, brown tits bounced up and down gloriously as she rode me, pumping up and down on my swollen cock, as we both moaned and groaned in unison. I reached-up to grab and squeeze them, flicking my thumbs over her erect nipples as I did so; within seconds this had the desired effect and Rachel spasmed and pitched with the second of her mighty orgasms, which seemed to go on and on, her face contorted and mouth wide open. After a minute or so of further humping, Rachel rose up a little and I pushed her gently sideways onto her back. Straddling between her wide open legs, my head descended towards her womanhood, my tongue lapping at her engorged lips and clitoris like a cat at the cream; a few seconds of this had Rachel bucking and cumming again, grasping her tits and nipples and arching her back; I carried-on licking for a good five minutes as she gasped and sighed. My rampant cock was straining to return to its hot, wet home, so I moved up and over Rachel, giving her breasts deserved attention with my gaping mouth, before kissing and snogging this beautiful Milf, with our nether organs rubbing against each other. We were so ready for the finale with my favorite love-making position, the missionary. Grabbing my cock by the shaft, I pushed up into her soaking cunt and then plunged with abandon into her lovely body. Over and over I thrust into her, bum bouncing up and down obscenely, cock rodding in and out like a lubricated piston. We were both groaning at the pleasure of it and the pressure was building and building in my sperm-laden balls. Soon I could take it no longer, the site of this beautiful older woman writhing beneath me and the rhythmic squeezing of her cunt on my cock made me explode - jets of warm semen shot from my balls in white spurts through my pulsing shaft, splashing into the intimate depths of the gorgeous Rachel, as she screamed in mutual orgasm at the prize she had won by servicing this rampant young male. After kissing, cuddling and cleaning ourselves up, we set-off back down the beach holding hands as the sun was setting behind us, a little sheepish, as we didn't want mum to find-out what we had done. What was certain though, was that there was no way my lovely mature Rachel would be escaping my lusty clutches at least once again before I left for the UK in a few days' time. Fun times in the shower with amazing older woman. Following our illicit encounter on the beach, I only had a couple of days remaining of my holiday in Spain and was desperate to get to grips with Aunty Rachel at least once more before I left. Mum seemed to notice a change of atmosphere between myself and Rachel on the occasions when the three of us were socialising together.. I never seemed to have a chance to be alone with her, as mum was always around, purposely or not. On the last day before I was due to fly back to the UK, I resigned myself to not having another sexy encounter with the gorgeous lady. After lunch together, mum took Rachel out shopping and I went to sunbathe on a lounger and swim in the pool. Later in the afternoon, I went to the apartment to have a shower and to wash off the chlorine. It was a good sized shower and the shower-head was one of those large modern ones that makes you feel like you're standing in a tropical rainstorm. Needless to say, a lot of steam rose-up which fogged-up the place. Soon I was aware that someone had entered the bathroom, but I couldn't see clearly through the steamed-up glass. A manicured hand slid open the glass door to reveal the fully nude, tanned glory of the lovely Rachel. She stepped into the shower and I pulled her gently towards my slippery body, as the warm water cascaded upon us. We immediately started to kiss passionately and my soapy hands stroked and fondled her wonderful curves. Hers in turn ran-up and down my firm, muscular frame. My cock was quickly at full mast, poking rudely against her belly. One of her hands reached down to grasp the thick shaft, wanking it back and forth, causing the bulbous head to roll-in and out of the foreskin; within seconds this had me moaning with pleasure. Her other hand began to cup and soap my sperm laden balls making pre-cum ooze as a result of her double attention. My hands were upon her large, soft boobs, fondling and gently tweaking the lovely brown nipples into rising peaks. I leaned my head down to suckle them, one and then the other. Moving my right hand down between her legs, I ran my fingers up and down her swollen labia and over her little love button, then into her warm, moist cunt. Rachel gasped, delightfully surprised at the expert fingering of such a fine young man. We carried-on frigging each other, our tongues entwining deliciously in the French manner, groaning and mewing. Rachel's mouth suddenly gaped wide in a high-pitched howl as the spasms of orgasm overwhelmed her, love-hole clamping in pulses on my fingers and soaking them with juices. I was sure our secret was now discovered. The whole building had to have heard Rachel's orgasm. She noticed my concern and simply said; "It'll take her at least another 30 minutes to get back here. When we left the shower, we were clean in one way for sure, but very dirty in another, as Rachel leaned over me to envelop my stiff cock in her mouth, sucking and butterfly licking its sensitive head. I grabbed a large bath towel and started drying-us down as Rachel's head bobbed back and forth. Discarding the towel, I followed Rachel into her bedroom admiring her curvy figure, fantastic for a woman now in her midlife. When she turned towards me, I pushed her backwards onto the bed, with my strong body on top of her, opening thighs wide and watching her soft tits bounce up and down. My cock found her cunt with impeccable aim and eased all the way into her warm moist sheath. Rachel may have been a mature woman, but she was a perfect fit for my youthful prick as I began to piston in and out of her. Smooth bronze legs curled around the back of my thighs, as I pumped over and over again to a chorus of: "oh baby, oh baby, oh baby!" With the feeling I was about to cum, I built-up the intensity of my thrusts, so that Rachel could sense it and her cries grew louder as she peaked towards her own climax. I was there and with a guttural growl, erupted, spunk shooting and coating her intimate place with torrents of warm white seed. As if on instinct, Rachel's cunt clenched in uncontrollable spasms as she wailed in the throes of her own orgasm. When mum arrived home sometime later, Rachel and I were in the kitchen drinking wine as if nothing had happened. A conspiratorial grin from Rachel was the only confirmation of our secretive passion. I flew out of Spain the next morning with a renewed sense of joy. I took the train from London to Edinburgh while having the distinct feeling that it wouldn't be long before I would partake again in the pleasures of Rachel, the gorgeous older woman. Lovely, mature Rachel heats-up my wee flat in Edinburgh. My heart raced a little faster when I saw the unmistakable, curvy figure of Aunty Rachel coming towards me down the platform of Waverley Station in Edinburgh. She looked as beautiful as ever as I gathered her up in my arms for a kiss. She was wearing a figure-hugging, light blue dress showing off her ample cleavage, underneath a short, pale yellow jacket and white scarf with blue polka dots. She was looking very summery with her tan, sun-lightened, brown hair and large round sunglasses. I grabbed her suitcase and held her hand as we headed-up onto Princes Street and then on to Rose Street to a pub for a drink, so she could relax after her long journey from the South of England The pub was very busy, so we sat cozily next to each other chatting, whilst I drank my pint of Belhaven Best and she sipped her gin and tonic. Her sweet perfume and the proximity of this luscious, mature woman had my cock swelling a little in my trousers, so I leaned over to kiss her full lips, as our thighs rubbed softly together and her hand gently stroked my knee. After a second round of drinks, I was beginning to feel a bit tipsy and even more horny at the thought of a proper re-acquaintance with this gorgeous creature. We left the pub and took a cab from a nearby taxi-rank for the short journey to my flat in the old city. On closing the door to my cozy wee place, Rachel put her arms around me for a hug and I pushed her gently up against the wall in the hallway so we could kiss passionately, our hands running hungrily over each other's bodies. My fully engorged prick ground against her luscious mound as we snogged, with Rachel rotating her hips a little to allow maximum contact to her sensitive places, making her moan quietly into my mouth, as our tongues fenced and swirled. Breaking-off reluctantly and holding Rachel's hand, I gave her a brief tour of my little bachelor pad at which she was suitably impressed. I had set a romantic table for two in the kitchen and started to cook a light stir-fry with sea-food in my wok, as Rachel chatted to me cheerily over a glass or two of Chablis. Rachel looked even prettier with her eyes sparkling over our candlelight dinner and I felt my seductive banter and boozy, home-made tiramisu was bound to get her in the mood for loving. After the meal, Rachel disappeared into the bathroom, whilst I sat languishing on my sofa with a little dram. She entered the sitting room wearing my toweling bathrobe. As she stood in front of me with a cheeky smile, she undid the belt and slowly slid the robe off her shoulders to reveal a magnificent sight to any young, horny guy like me. Rachel was in the finest lingerie, matching ivory silk bra and panties covered with red roses and silk stockings and suspenders of the same creamy color. With her tan and feminine curves, she looked amazing as she gave a sexy little wiggle and turn for my admiration. I rose to my feet, with a hard cock pressing visibly in my trousers and held her hand above her head as she twirled like in a ballroom dance. Standing back and gazing from her head to her varnished toes with unbridled lust, I gathered her into my arms for a passionate snog. My hands stroked up and down her lovely body and through her hair and she did the same with my manly frame. We carried-on French kissing and moaning gently as my hands cupped and fondled her large, silk-encased globes, thumb flicking softly over her nipples, causing them to poke-out through the shiny fabric. My other hand strayed between her legs to rub up and down her cunt lips, so that moisture seeped on-to my fingers through the silky material. Rachel moaned and held hard onto me, as her knees buckled at the pleasure flashing through her from my dexterous digits. I was desperate to shaft this gorgeous, mature woman, so scooped her into my arms and carried her into my bedroom, throwing her onto my king-sized bed. As I was stripping off my clothing, Rachel spread her thighs and ran her graceful fingers up and down the soaking silk of her panties. "I love your strong, young body" she gasped. When I'd stripped off my boxer shorts and my thick, hard cock bounced-out, she couldn't take her eyes off it and placed her hand inside her panties to rub her sensitive clitty with abandon. I maneuvered my head between her legs and pulled aside her panties to admire her moist cunt, then used the flat of my tongue to lap at her engorged labia. This had Rachel squirming and moaning as she ran her fingers through my hair. Flicking my tongue like a side to side like a lizard on her little bud, whilst fingering her cunt, soon had Rachel arching and spasming in orgasm, squirting some love juice onto my hand and face. Moving up her lovely body, she had undone her bra, freeing me to fondle those fulsome, tanned boobies and suckle and butterfly flick her long, brown nipples to her evident delight. Her hand reached down to grasp my thick cock, jerking it up and down slowly with elegant fingers. "I want that big boy inside of me" she pleaded, rising up and guiding my rampant erection towards her silk covered womanhood. Pulling her panties to one side, she slowly impaled herself down onto the thick shaft, gasping as she did so. "Oh, how you fill me, oh I love it" she moaned and shuddered. Rachel began to ease up and down, soon riding my cock like a desperado, her mouth open wide in ecstasy, as I pumped up into her. Warm love juices and precum mixed and streamed down my pistoning rod, flowing over hairy balls onto the duvet beneath. We were both gasping and groaning in unity, with me so close to exploding and Rachel screaming as she came again, a second huge orgasm pulsing in waves through her gorgeous body. Turning the panting Rachel onto her back, I lay on top kissing her face and neck, as she recovered from such a powerful climax. The head of my engorged prick was probing lightly at her dripping labia and throbbing clit as we petted lovingly. Soon she was ready for me again and reached down to guide my hard cock towards the entrance of her open cunt, then grasped my firm ass, pushing me all the way deep into her soaking love tunnel. I began to thrust, slowly at first and then with gathering pace as Rachel's lovely, hot cunt enticed and squeezed my throbbing shaft. She moaned and cried: "Oh God, oh God" as I pumped her harder and harder, grinding on her clitty on the downward stroke to push her towards heights of desire. Soon, I knew that I could hold out no longer; my aching balls were rising and the pressure within them building to blasting point. In and out, in and out I humped, balls-deep into this beautiful cougar, her wanton body arching upwards to match my thrusts. Then it was there, I was coming, sperm rushing from balls through throbbing shaft, jetting streams of hot white spunk into lovely Rachel's soaking cunt, herself rippling again in orgasm, as if to milk every last spurt of young man's juice into her grasping womb. We lay in each other's arms, gazing into adoring eyes and kissing fondly as we caught our breath from our loving exertions. We had the whole weekend ahead of us and I knew I would have to summon all my youthful strength and energy to satisfy the unbridled lust of this wonderful older woman. Rachel was an incredibly orgasmic, mature woman and I believe I brought-out the very best of her sexuality. By Stonemarten for Literotica

Mom's Hot Friend, Rachel Beautiful mature woman Joins Our Family Vacation on the beach. By Stonemarten. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. At the time of this story, I was about 30 years old and still near the peak of my virility; I had recently broken-up from a long-term relationship and feeling a little bruised by the experience, though I never felt lonely, as I've always had good mates around me, both male and female. My mum used to take short holidays out-of-season at a quiet beach resort in Spain and as my dad was constantly working, she often used to share her apartment with AuntyRachel. Rachel wasn't really my Aunty, but a very close friend of my mother's youth. I was told she was very close to us when I was a baby, and that's when she accepted the honorary title of Aunty, by my parents.  She'd married and moved away, but a couple years ago she was divorced. She never had children, so she renewed her connection with mum and the nickname "Aunty" seemed about right. Mum and Aunty were always very close, but I had almost no familiarity with her. She was a fine looking, mature woman in her late fifties and kept very fit and healthy for her age. She had mid-brown hair, which lightened a little in the sun and slight crows-feet around the eyes, for she was always sunning herself, giving her a lovely overall tan. Rachel was not slim, not fat, but curvaceous, with large boobs (I'd say D Cup) and a flattish tummy, a good sized bum with only a hint of cellulite; she went to the gym regularly and was in good shape for her age. Because mum knew I was a little down in the dumps, she asked whether I wished to join her and Rachel for a few days relaxing in the sunshine, eating some healthy Mediterranean food and swimming in the warm sea; not a regular prospect for me when living in Scotland! Up to then, I hadn't spent much time with Rachel, as I lived a long way from my parents since leaving for uni. My folks lived in the South of England. When I had met 'Aunty' while visiting my folks, she had always seemed very vivacious and friendly and I did like the look of her, having a bit of a penchant for mature women. Their little Riviera apartment was on the first floor of a well-kept, but almost deserted block, quite up-market, as the unit had three large bedrooms all on-suite. We each had our own room and space, a cozy arrangement, where we could come and go doing our own thing. My mum, who was a bit of an amateur artist, was off painting really good watercolor paintings; Rachel liked to read books and generally relax in the sunshine, whilst I went off early morning nature and bird-watching, which has always been my special thing (love-making excluded). A Stroll On The Beach Late one afternoon, mum was due to drive to a local beauty spot to paint a sunset and suggested that Rachel and I should perhaps go for a wander along the beach, as the weather was lovely. Just then Rachel strolled into the living room in a skimpy bikini, revealing her lush cleavage and deeply tanned body. How could I say 'no'? We set out together heading westwards along the wide sandy beach, which was almost deserted, except for the odd dog walker. Rachel was dressed in a yellow and white striped bikini with her bottom half wrapped in a light blue sarong. I was wearing t-shirt and swimming shorts. We walked slowly besides each other chatting away warmed by the sun. At one stage, Rachel took my hand and so we strolled hand-in-hand like a couple, but this wasn't a surprise to me as she was naturally an affectionate person. She took genuine interest in my life and preferences, even asking about my sex life and preferences? She treated me as a peer, not as a nephew. When I told her my recent relationship lacked any variety, she gasped; "She wouldn't even let you eat her?" Did she blow you? "No, and no." I said. It was getting hot, so Rachel undid her sarong, so looking down at her bottom, I thought I'd compliment her by saying: "wow, even your ass is tanned brown;" I said, while pulling down my own swim shorts at the back to show her my somewhat paler backside.  She smiled graciously at my compliment. "It's not just my ass that's brown" she said, reaching back to undo her bikini top and letting loose her large, tanned boobs. They were fully-bronzed indeed, sagging slightly of course, but otherwise perfect, with lovely dark brown nipples. "Take your shorts and t-shirt off" she said: "there's no-one around and you could do with getting some sun on your whiter bits". Amazingly, her confidence rubbed off on me and I took off my shirt and pulled my shorts off, becoming totally naked beside her. She put my garments in her beach bag, along with her sarong. My body was in good shape in those days though with a flat stomach and muscles defined from martial arts and the gym. How the hell did I muster up such confidence? So there we were, strolling along hand-in-hand with the only scrap of clothing between the two of us being Rachel's little bikini bottom. Rachel looked amazing and the sway of her hips as she moved caused a slight tumescence in my prick which she couldn't help but notice, as it swung a little from side to side. A couple moments later it was clubbing my thighs in a rhythm set by my walking pace.  All of a sudden, she dropped her hand from mine and reached over instead to grasp my swaying cock in her hand. "Your poor cock is getting knocked around. Such a shame to see such a beautiful phallus being treated so." She said as she led me along at a slower pace. This pleasant surprise immediately had my cock swelling and hardened to a long, thick erection, which she began stroking up and down slowly, whilst sporting a wide smile and wicked glint in her eyes, "what a lovely big boy" she exclaimed. A little way ahead of us was a small break between the sand dunes and an amused Rachel led me towards this gap, pulling me behind her by the cock in a rather comical manner.  I said nothing but anticipated anything could happen next. When we were hidden from view, she released me and spread-out her sarong on the sand. She then took me by the cock and guided me down, kneeling next to where she stood, then pushing me down onto my back in front of her. Dropping onto her knees between my thighs, she leaned her head down towards my rampant cock and placed the engorged pink head into her luscious mouth. Grabbing the shaft and wanking it, she licked and sucked my cock head and down to my balls, causing me to moan and shudder with pleasure; Rachel also gave out little moans, clearly enjoying the effect on me. After a few exquisite minutes, Rachel stood-up and quickly shed her bikini bottoms, moving forward to straddle my firm manhood that she placed between her spreading thighs. Rubbing its head for a few seconds against her moist labia, she eased down slowly to accommodate the thick shaft. Rachel's moist cunt may not have been the tightest, but it was certainly the hottest and wettest I'd ever felt, it was amazing and she could firmly grip me tightly. It took all my will-power not to ejaculate into her right there and then. Fortuitously for my ego, it was this lovely older lady that came first, as even after the first couple of pumps, Rachel was contorting forward and whimpering loudly as she convulsed over and over in a massive orgasm, gushing juices and clamping onto my thick shaft. Rachel's soft, brown tits bounced up and down gloriously as she rode me, pumping up and down on my swollen cock, as we both moaned and groaned in unison. I reached-up to grab and squeeze them, flicking my thumbs over her erect nipples as I did so; within seconds this had the desired effect and Rachel spasmed and pitched with the second of her mighty orgasms, which seemed to go on and on, her face contorted and mouth wide open. After a minute or so of further humping, Rachel rose up a little and I pushed her gently sideways onto her back. Straddling between her wide open legs, my head descended towards her womanhood, my tongue lapping at her engorged lips and clitoris like a cat at the cream; a few seconds of this had Rachel bucking and cumming again, grasping her tits and nipples and arching her back; I carried-on licking for a good five minutes as she gasped and sighed. My rampant cock was straining to return to its hot, wet home, so I moved up and over Rachel, giving her breasts deserved attention with my gaping mouth, before kissing and snogging this beautiful Milf, with our nether organs rubbing against each other. We were so ready for the finale with my favorite love-making position, the missionary. Grabbing my cock by the shaft, I pushed up into her soaking cunt and then plunged with abandon into her lovely body. Over and over I thrust into her, bum bouncing up and down obscenely, cock rodding in and out like a lubricated piston. We were both groaning at the pleasure of it and the pressure was building and building in my sperm-laden balls. Soon I could take it no longer, the site of this beautiful older woman writhing beneath me and the rhythmic squeezing of her cunt on my cock made me explode - jets of warm semen shot from my balls in white spurts through my pulsing shaft, splashing into the intimate depths of the gorgeous Rachel, as she screamed in mutual orgasm at the prize she had won by servicing this rampant young male. After kissing, cuddling and cleaning ourselves up, we set-off back down the beach holding hands as the sun was setting behind us, a little sheepish, as we didn't want mum to find-out what we had done. What was certain though, was that there was no way my lovely mature Rachel would be escaping my lusty clutches at least once again before I left for the UK in a few days' time. Fun times in the shower with amazing older woman. Following our illicit encounter on the beach, I only had a couple of days remaining of my holiday in Spain and was desperate to get to grips with Aunty Rachel at least once more before I left. Mum seemed to notice a change of atmosphere between myself and Rachel on the occasions when the three of us were socialising together.. I never seemed to have a chance to be alone with her, as mum was always around, purposely or not. On the last day before I was due to fly back to the UK, I resigned myself to not having another sexy encounter with the gorgeous lady. After lunch together, mum took Rachel out shopping and I went to sunbathe on a lounger and swim in the pool. Later in the afternoon, I went to the apartment to have a shower and to wash off the chlorine. It was a good sized shower and the shower-head was one of those large modern ones that makes you feel like you're standing in a tropical rainstorm. Needless to say, a lot of steam rose-up which fogged-up the place. Soon I was aware that someone had entered the bathroom, but I couldn't see clearly through the steamed-up glass. A manicured hand slid open the glass door to reveal the fully nude, tanned glory of the lovely Rachel. She stepped into the shower and I pulled her gently towards my slippery body, as the warm water cascaded upon us. We immediately started to kiss passionately and my soapy hands stroked and fondled her wonderful curves. Hers in turn ran-up and down my firm, muscular frame. My cock was quickly at full mast, poking rudely against her belly. One of her hands reached down to grasp the thick shaft, wanking it back and forth, causing the bulbous head to roll-in and out of the foreskin; within seconds this had me moaning with pleasure. Her other hand began to cup and soap my sperm laden balls making pre-cum ooze as a result of her double attention. My hands were upon her large, soft boobs, fondling and gently tweaking the lovely brown nipples into rising peaks. I leaned my head down to suckle them, one and then the other. Moving my right hand down between her legs, I ran my fingers up and down her swollen labia and over her little love button, then into her warm, moist cunt. Rachel gasped, delightfully surprised at the expert fingering of such a fine young man. We carried-on frigging each other, our tongues entwining deliciously in the French manner, groaning and mewing. Rachel's mouth suddenly gaped wide in a high-pitched howl as the spasms of orgasm overwhelmed her, love-hole clamping in pulses on my fingers and soaking them with juices. I was sure our secret was now discovered. The whole building had to have heard Rachel's orgasm. She noticed my concern and simply said; "It'll take her at least another 30 minutes to get back here. When we left the shower, we were clean in one way for sure, but very dirty in another, as Rachel leaned over me to envelop my stiff cock in her mouth, sucking and butterfly licking its sensitive head. I grabbed a large bath towel and started drying-us down as Rachel's head bobbed back and forth. Discarding the towel, I followed Rachel into her bedroom admiring her curvy figure, fantastic for a woman now in her midlife. When she turned towards me, I pushed her backwards onto the bed, with my strong body on top of her, opening thighs wide and watching her soft tits bounce up and down. My cock found her cunt with impeccable aim and eased all the way into her warm moist sheath. Rachel may have been a mature woman, but she was a perfect fit for my youthful prick as I began to piston in and out of her. Smooth bronze legs curled around the back of my thighs, as I pumped over and over again to a chorus of: "oh baby, oh baby, oh baby!" With the feeling I was about to cum, I built-up the intensity of my thrusts, so that Rachel could sense it and her cries grew louder as she peaked towards her own climax. I was there and with a guttural growl, erupted, spunk shooting and coating her intimate place with torrents of warm white seed. As if on instinct, Rachel's cunt clenched in uncontrollable spasms as she wailed in the throes of her own orgasm. When mum arrived home sometime later, Rachel and I were in the kitchen drinking wine as if nothing had happened. A conspiratorial grin from Rachel was the only confirmation of our secretive passion. I flew out of Spain the next morning with a renewed sense of joy. I took the train from London to Edinburgh while having the distinct feeling that it wouldn't be long before I would partake again in the pleasures of Rachel, the gorgeous older woman. Lovely, mature Rachel heats-up my wee flat in Edinburgh. My heart raced a little faster when I saw the unmistakable, curvy figure of Aunty Rachel coming towards me down the platform of Waverley Station in Edinburgh. She looked as beautiful as ever as I gathered her up in my arms for a kiss. She was wearing a figure-hugging, light blue dress showing off her ample cleavage, underneath a short, pale yellow jacket and white scarf with blue polka dots. She was looking very summery with her tan, sun-lightened, brown hair and large round sunglasses. I grabbed her suitcase and held her hand as we headed-up onto Princes Street and then on to Rose Street to a pub for a drink, so she could relax after her long journey from the South of England The pub was very busy, so we sat cozily next to each other chatting, whilst I drank my pint of Belhaven Best and she sipped her gin and tonic. Her sweet perfume and the proximity of this luscious, mature woman had my cock swelling a little in my trousers, so I leaned over to kiss her full lips, as our thighs rubbed softly together and her hand gently stroked my knee. After a second round of drinks, I was beginning to feel a bit tipsy and even more horny at the thought of a proper re-acquaintance with this gorgeous creature. We left the pub and took a cab from a nearby taxi-rank for the short journey to my flat in the old city. On closing the door to my cozy wee place, Rachel put her arms around me for a hug and I pushed her gently up against the wall in the hallway so we could kiss passionately, our hands running hungrily over each other's bodies. My fully engorged prick ground against her luscious mound as we snogged, with Rachel rotating her hips a little to allow maximum contact to her sensitive places, making her moan quietly into my mouth, as our tongues fenced and swirled. Breaking-off reluctantly and holding Rachel's hand, I gave her a brief tour of my little bachelor pad at which she was suitably impressed. I had set a romantic table for two in the kitchen and started to cook a light stir-fry with sea-food in my wok, as Rachel chatted to me cheerily over a glass or two of Chablis. Rachel looked even prettier with her eyes sparkling over our candlelight dinner and I felt my seductive banter and boozy, home-made tiramisu was bound to get her in the mood for loving. After the meal, Rachel disappeared into the bathroom, whilst I sat languishing on my sofa with a little dram. She entered the sitting room wearing my toweling bathrobe. As she stood in front of me with a cheeky smile, she undid the belt and slowly slid the robe off her shoulders to reveal a magnificent sight to any young, horny guy like me. Rachel was in the finest lingerie, matching ivory silk bra and panties covered with red roses and silk stockings and suspenders of the same creamy color. With her tan and feminine curves, she looked amazing as she gave a sexy little wiggle and turn for my admiration. I rose to my feet, with a hard cock pressing visibly in my trousers and held her hand above her head as she twirled like in a ballroom dance. Standing back and gazing from her head to her varnished toes with unbridled lust, I gathered her into my arms for a passionate snog. My hands stroked up and down her lovely body and through her hair and she did the same with my manly frame. We carried-on French kissing and moaning gently as my hands cupped and fondled her large, silk-encased globes, thumb flicking softly over her nipples, causing them to poke-out through the shiny fabric. My other hand strayed between her legs to rub up and down her cunt lips, so that moisture seeped on-to my fingers through the silky material. Rachel moaned and held hard onto me, as her knees buckled at the pleasure flashing through her from my dexterous digits. I was desperate to shaft this gorgeous, mature woman, so scooped her into my arms and carried her into my bedroom, throwing her onto my king-sized bed. As I was stripping off my clothing, Rachel spread her thighs and ran her graceful fingers up and down the soaking silk of her panties. "I love your strong, young body" she gasped. When I'd stripped off my boxer shorts and my thick, hard cock bounced-out, she couldn't take her eyes off it and placed her hand inside her panties to rub her sensitive clitty with abandon. I maneuvered my head between her legs and pulled aside her panties to admire her moist cunt, then used the flat of my tongue to lap at her engorged labia. This had Rachel squirming and moaning as she ran her fingers through my hair. Flicking my tongue like a side to side like a lizard on her little bud, whilst fingering her cunt, soon had Rachel arching and spasming in orgasm, squirting some love juice onto my hand and face. Moving up her lovely body, she had undone her bra, freeing me to fondle those fulsome, tanned boobies and suckle and butterfly flick her long, brown nipples to her evident delight. Her hand reached down to grasp my thick cock, jerking it up and down slowly with elegant fingers. "I want that big boy inside of me" she pleaded, rising up and guiding my rampant erection towards her silk covered womanhood. Pulling her panties to one side, she slowly impaled herself down onto the thick shaft, gasping as she did so. "Oh, how you fill me, oh I love it" she moaned and shuddered. Rachel began to ease up and down, soon riding my cock like a desperado, her mouth open wide in ecstasy, as I pumped up into her. Warm love juices and precum mixed and streamed down my pistoning rod, flowing over hairy balls onto the duvet beneath. We were both gasping and groaning in unity, with me so close to exploding and Rachel screaming as she came again, a second huge orgasm pulsing in waves through her gorgeous body. Turning the panting Rachel onto her back, I lay on top kissing her face and neck, as she recovered from such a powerful climax. The head of my engorged prick was probing lightly at her dripping labia and throbbing clit as we petted lovingly. Soon she was ready for me again and reached down to guide my hard cock towards the entrance of her open cunt, then grasped my firm ass, pushing me all the way deep into her soaking love tunnel. I began to thrust, slowly at first and then with gathering pace as Rachel's lovely, hot cunt enticed and squeezed my throbbing shaft. She moaned and cried: "Oh God, oh God" as I pumped her harder and harder, grinding on her clitty on the downward stroke to push her towards heights of desire. Soon, I knew that I could hold out no longer; my aching balls were rising and the pressure within them building to blasting point. In and out, in and out I humped, balls-deep into this beautiful cougar, her wanton body arching upwards to match my thrusts. Then it was there, I was coming, sperm rushing from balls through throbbing shaft, jetting streams of hot white spunk into lovely Rachel's soaking cunt, herself rippling again in orgasm, as if to milk every last spurt of young man's juice into her grasping womb. We lay in each other's arms, gazing into adoring eyes and kissing fondly as we caught our breath from our loving exertions. We had the whole weekend ahead of us and I knew I would have to summon all my youthful strength and energy to satisfy the unbridled lust of this wonderful older woman. Rachel was an incredibly orgasmic, mature woman and I believe I brought-out the very best of her sexuality. By Stonemarten for Literotica

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Tune in and discover how decluttering can lead to a more fulfilling and spiritually enriched life. A time for keeping and a time for discarding. Join me on a transformative journey, one whether to keep or discard which took me even by surprise as I was reminded of the power of decluttering both our physical spaces, our hearts our spirits and our minds. Too often myself included, wait until things pile up, mostly not knowing where we put things and when they come to mind, have to hunt and turn your house upside down looking for them, only to have put them in the strangest of place - and then? Now the question I ask myself is - Is it healthy? Is it good for me to hold onto things that can carry a negative or positive energy? Do I hold onto this because it was given to me by a relative, a namesake or what do I do? Many a time we are given things but the protectory of the gift and heart is out because others have spoken negative things over it, and this leaves the gift clouded with all kinds of negative energies entering your house. So decluttering time and time again helps to simply our lives, cultivate mindfulness and letting go of what no longer serves you or I and in many cases without even realizing can cause a stumbling block, a delay, a health condition and even and idol. So, when you declutter, declutter with smile, a positive exuberance that will go the extra mile. You can help us share or comment. Abound in Grace, under the shelter of His wings @Into The Garden

It's the dead of winter and we're all in “hamper girl mode.” Jordana and Jared shake off the cold by jumping into some heated dating questions. Can a person have too many ongoing chats on a dating app? How do I know if breaking up was the right decision? And TikTok has spoken: Ghosting is out and “avoidant discarding” is in. J&J discuss this new dating term and how it's even worse than just leaving someone on read. Later, a listener meets his Reese Witherspoon-esque dream girl. The catch? She lives in a completely different city. J&J give him pointers on how to set up a second date without scaring her off. The “Awkward Encounter”, a typically smooth bartender dreads a looming speed dating event he signed up for. J&J coach him on how to make a great first impression. Then we play “Red Flag, Deal Breaker?,” about a post-sex breakup comment, missing ice cube trays and a date who is only looking for one thing. Have a dating question for Jordana and Jared? Send an email or voice memo to uup@betches.com or leave us a voicemail at our dating hotline 212-589-8903. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Each one of us has a spiritual malady. We all suffer from the effects of being "in the flesh" and subject to the "fleshly" desires that draw us away from God and away from His plan for our lives. By His grace, He transforms us through the power of His Holy Spirit as we daily spend time with Him in His Word. But what if we neglect this practice? What if we turn aside and fall into sin again? How will it affect your relationship with God? How will affect your daily tasks? Find out the answers to these questions and more in today's study--Discarding the Influence of God's Presence in My Life

Mahjong TilesUsing Mahjong as a Mnemonic Device: A Creative TwistThe ConceptBy treating a Mahjong game as a memory palace, you can associate specific tiles with information you want to remember. The act of strategically drawing, discarding, and forming melds can be linked to cognitive processes like association, visualization, and spatial memory.The Memory Palace: Imagine a grand Mahjong parlor, a serene space filled with intricate tile patterns and the soft glow of lanterns. Each table represents a specific topic or concept.The Tiles as Symbols:Suits: Each suit can represent a different category of information. For example:Characters: Historical eventsCircles: Scientific conceptsBamboo: Literary worksHonors: These can be used for keywords, mnemonic devices, or key points.Dragons: Represent challenges or obstacles in the learning process.Winds: Can symbolize different perspectives or approaches to a problem.The Game as a Learning Process:Drawing a Tile: This can symbolize acquiring new information.Discarding a Tile: This can represent forgetting or letting go of irrelevant information.Forming Melds: This can be linked to the Creative Solutions for Holistic Healthcare

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In this episode of Trending with Timmerie, Timmerie sits down with Dr. John Di Camillo from the National Catholic Bioethics Center to tackle a tough, emotional, and deeply ethical question: What do you do if you've repented from using IVF (In Vitro Fertilization) and now have frozen embryos?    First, Why Is IVF a Problem?  Timmerie briefly recaps why the Church opposes IVF. The main issue? IVF bypasses the sacredness of life created through the marital act, introduces potential abortions through "selective reduction," and often results in children never knowing their biological parents.    Okay, So What About Those Frozen Embryos?  This is where it gets really tricky. Dr. Di Camillo explains that the Church sees this situation as one of deep injustice—one that doesn't have a clear-cut solution. He admits it's a struggle, both for the parents and the ethicists advising them. The Church has outlined what cannot be done, such as:   Using the embryos for research or experimentation - (they're not "material").   Discarding the embryos carelessly (e.g., down the drain).   Using surrogates to gestate these embryos (another big no-no).   But What Can Be Done? Dr. Di Camillo brings up a few options that, while not definitively endorsed by the Church, haven't been ruled out either:   Thawing the embryos with the view that cryopreservation might be an extraordinary means of care, followed by a respectful burial.    Prenatal adoption, where a non-infertile couple might gestate and raise the child—not as a treatment for infertility, but to save the child's life.    Gestating the child themselves (if it's their biological child), thus giving their own child a chance to be born and raised within their marriage.    Timmerie and Dr. Di Camillo remind us that none of these options are easy, and none are perfect solutions. But they are ways to approach an incredibly challenging situation with as much moral clarity as possible.   Final Thoughts The Church urges us to adhere to God's plan for creating life within marriage. When we try to "play God," we often end up in heartbreaking dilemmas like this. The key takeaway? Support your loved ones struggling with infertility by guiding them toward ethical solutions and remaining steadfast in your faith.    For more insights or to seek personal advice, Dr. Di Camillo and his team can be reached through the National Catholic Bioethics Center. 

God would not tell you of a future in Christ if he did not have it prepared for you to enter into it and experience it.

Mom's Hot Friend, Rachel Beautiful mature woman Joins Our Family Vacation on the beach. By Stonemarten. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. At the time of this story, I was about 30 years old and still near the peak of my virility; I had recently broken-up from a long-term relationship and feeling a little bruised by the experience, though I never felt lonely, as I've always had good mates around me, both male and female. My mum used to take short holidays out-of-season at a quiet beach resort in Spain and as my dad was constantly working, she often used to share her apartment with AuntyRachel. Rachel wasn't really my Aunty, but a very close friend of my mother's youth. I was told she was very close to us when I was a baby, and that's when she accepted the honorary title of Aunty, by my parents.  She'd married and moved away, but a couple years ago she was divorced. She never had children, so she renewed her connection with mum and the nickname "Aunty" seemed about right. Mum and Aunty were always very close, but I had almost no familiarity with her. She was a fine looking, mature woman in her late fifties and kept very fit and healthy for her age. She had mid-brown hair, which lightened a little in the sun and slight crows-feet around the eyes, for she was always sunning herself, giving her a lovely overall tan. Rachel was not slim, not fat, but curvaceous, with large boobs (I'd say D Cup) and a flattish tummy, a good sized bum with only a hint of cellulite; she went to the gym regularly and was in good shape for her age. Because mum knew I was a little down in the dumps, she asked whether I wished to join her and Rachel for a few days relaxing in the sunshine, eating some healthy Mediterranean food and swimming in the warm sea; not a regular prospect for me when living in Scotland! Up to then, I hadn't spent much time with Rachel, as I lived a long way from my parents since leaving for uni. My folks lived in the South of England. When I had met ‘Aunty' while visiting my folks, she had always seemed very vivacious and friendly and I did like the look of her, having a bit of a penchant for mature women. Their little Riviera apartment was on the first floor of a well-kept, but almost deserted block, quite up-market, as the unit had three large bedrooms all on-suite. We each had our own room and space, a cozy arrangement, where we could come and go doing our own thing. My mum, who was a bit of an amateur artist, was off painting really good watercolor paintings; Rachel liked to read books and generally relax in the sunshine, whilst I went off early morning nature and bird-watching, which has always been my special thing (love-making excluded). A Stroll On The Beach Late one afternoon, mum was due to drive to a local beauty spot to paint a sunset and suggested that Rachel and I should perhaps go for a wander along the beach, as the weather was lovely. Just then Rachel strolled into the living room in a skimpy bikini, revealing her lush cleavage and deeply tanned body. How could I say ‘no'? We set out together heading westwards along the wide sandy beach, which was almost deserted, except for the odd dog walker. Rachel was dressed in a yellow and white striped bikini with her bottom half wrapped in a light blue sarong. I was wearing t-shirt and swimming shorts. We walked slowly besides each other chatting away warmed by the sun. At one stage, Rachel took my hand and so we strolled hand-in-hand like a couple, but this wasn't a surprise to me as she was naturally an affectionate person. She took genuine interest in my life and preferences, even asking about my sex life and preferences? She treated me as a peer, not as a nephew. When I told her my recent relationship lacked any variety, she gasped; “She wouldn't even let you eat her?” Did she blow you? “No, and no.” I said. It was getting hot, so Rachel undid her sarong, so looking down at her bottom, I thought I'd compliment her by saying: "wow, even your ass is tanned brown;" I said, while pulling down my own swim shorts at the back to show her my somewhat paler backside.  She smiled graciously at my compliment. "It's not just my ass that's brown" she said, reaching back to undo her bikini top and letting loose her large, tanned boobs. They were fully-bronzed indeed, sagging slightly of course, but otherwise perfect, with lovely dark brown nipples. "Take your shorts and t-shirt off" she said: "there's no-one around and you could do with getting some sun on your whiter bits". Amazingly, her confidence rubbed off on me and I took off my shirt and pulled my shorts off, becoming totally naked beside her. She put my garments in her beach bag, along with her sarong. My body was in good shape in those days though with a flat stomach and muscles defined from martial arts and the gym. How the hell did I muster up such confidence? So there we were, strolling along hand-in-hand with the only scrap of clothing between the two of us being Rachel's little bikini bottom. Rachel looked amazing and the sway of her hips as she moved caused a slight tumescence in my prick which she couldn't help but notice, as it swung a little from side to side. A couple moments later it was clubbing my thighs in a rhythm set by my walking pace.  All of a sudden, she dropped her hand from mine and reached over instead to grasp my swaying cock in her hand. “Your poor cock is getting knocked around. Such a shame to see such a beautiful phallus being treated so.” She said as she led me along at a slower pace. This pleasant surprise immediately had my cock swelling and hardened to a long, thick erection, which she began stroking up and down slowly, whilst sporting a wide smile and wicked glint in her eyes, "what a lovely big boy" she exclaimed. A little way ahead of us was a small break between the sand dunes and an amused Rachel led me towards this gap, pulling me behind her by the cock in a rather comical manner.  I said nothing but anticipated anything could happen next. When we were hidden from view, she released me and spread-out her sarong on the sand. She then took me by the cock and guided me down, kneeling next to where she stood, then pushing me down onto my back in front of her. Dropping onto her knees between my thighs, she leaned her head down towards my rampant cock and placed the engorged pink head into her luscious mouth. Grabbing the shaft and wanking it, she licked and sucked my cock head and down to my balls, causing me to moan and shudder with pleasure; Rachel also gave out little moans, clearly enjoying the effect on me. After a few exquisite minutes, Rachel stood-up and quickly shed her bikini bottoms, moving forward to straddle my firm manhood that she placed between her spreading thighs. Rubbing its head for a few seconds against her moist labia, she eased down slowly to accommodate the thick shaft. Rachel's moist cunt may not have been the tightest, but it was certainly the hottest and wettest I'd ever felt, it was amazing and she could firmly grip me tightly. It took all my will-power not to ejaculate into her right there and then. Fortuitously for my ego, it was this lovely older lady that came first, as even after the first couple of pumps, Rachel was contorting forward and whimpering loudly as she convulsed over and over in a massive orgasm, gushing juices and clamping onto my thick shaft. Rachel's soft, brown tits bounced up and down gloriously as she rode me, pumping up and down on my swollen cock, as we both moaned and groaned in unison. I reached-up to grab and squeeze them, flicking my thumbs over her erect nipples as I did so; within seconds this had the desired effect and Rachel spasmed and pitched with the second of her mighty orgasms, which seemed to go on and on, her face contorted and mouth wide open. After a minute or so of further humping, Rachel rose up a little and I pushed her gently sideways onto her back. Straddling between her wide open legs, my head descended towards her womanhood, my tongue lapping at her engorged lips and clitoris like a cat at the cream; a few seconds of this had Rachel bucking and cumming again, grasping her tits and nipples and arching her back; I carried-on licking for a good five minutes as she gasped and sighed. My rampant cock was straining to return to its hot, wet home, so I moved up and over Rachel, giving her breasts deserved attention with my gaping mouth, before kissing and snogging this beautiful Milf, with our nether organs rubbing against each other. We were so ready for the finale with my favorite love-making position, the missionary. Grabbing my cock by the shaft, I pushed up into her soaking cunt and then plunged with abandon into her lovely body. Over and over I thrust into her, bum bouncing up and down obscenely, cock rodding in and out like a lubricated piston. We were both groaning at the pleasure of it and the pressure was building and building in my sperm-laden balls. Soon I could take it no longer, the site of this beautiful older woman writhing beneath me and the rhythmic squeezing of her cunt on my cock made me explode - jets of warm semen shot from my balls in white spurts through my pulsing shaft, splashing into the intimate depths of the gorgeous Rachel, as she screamed in mutual orgasm at the prize she had won by servicing this rampant young male. After kissing, cuddling and cleaning ourselves up, we set-off back down the beach holding hands as the sun was setting behind us, a little sheepish, as we didn't want mum to find-out what we had done. What was certain though, was that there was no way my lovely mature Rachel would be escaping my lusty clutches at least once again before I left for the UK in a few days' time. Fun times in the shower with amazing older woman. Following our illicit encounter on the beach, I only had a couple of days remaining of my holiday in Spain and was desperate to get to grips with Aunty Rachel at least once more before I left. Mum seemed to notice a change of atmosphere between myself and Rachel on the occasions when the three of us were socialising together.. I never seemed to have a chance to be alone with her, as mum was always around, purposely or not. On the last day before I was due to fly back to the UK, I resigned myself to not having another sexy encounter with the gorgeous lady. After lunch together, mum took Rachel out shopping and I went to sunbathe on a lounger and swim in the pool. Later in the afternoon, I went to the apartment to have a shower and to wash off the chlorine. It was a good sized shower and the shower-head was one of those large modern ones that makes you feel like you're standing in a tropical rainstorm. Needless to say, a lot of steam rose-up which fogged-up the place. Soon I was aware that someone had entered the bathroom, but I couldn't see clearly through the steamed-up glass. A manicured hand slid open the glass door to reveal the fully nude, tanned glory of the lovely Rachel. She stepped into the shower and I pulled her gently towards my slippery body, as the warm water cascaded upon us. We immediately started to kiss passionately and my soapy hands stroked and fondled her wonderful curves. Hers in turn ran-up and down my firm, muscular frame. My cock was quickly at full mast, poking rudely against her belly. One of her hands reached down to grasp the thick shaft, wanking it back and forth, causing the bulbous head to roll-in and out of the foreskin; within seconds this had me moaning with pleasure. Her other hand began to cup and soap my sperm laden balls making pre-cum ooze as a result of her double attention. My hands were upon her large, soft boobs, fondling and gently tweaking the lovely brown nipples into rising peaks. I leaned my head down to suckle them, one and then the other. Moving my right hand down between her legs, I ran my fingers up and down her swollen labia and over her little love button, then into her warm, moist cunt. Rachel gasped, delightfully surprised at the expert fingering of such a fine young man. We carried-on frigging each other, our tongues entwining deliciously in the French manner, groaning and mewing. Rachel's mouth suddenly gaped wide in a high-pitched howl as the spasms of orgasm overwhelmed her, love-hole clamping in pulses on my fingers and soaking them with juices. I was sure our secret was now discovered. The whole building had to have heard Rachel's orgasm. She noticed my concern and simply said; “It'll take her at least another 30 minutes to get back here. When we left the shower, we were clean in one way for sure, but very dirty in another, as Rachel leaned over me to envelop my stiff cock in her mouth, sucking and butterfly licking its sensitive head. I grabbed a large bath towel and started drying-us down as Rachel's head bobbed back and forth. Discarding the towel, I followed Rachel into her bedroom admiring her curvy figure, fantastic for a woman now in her midlife. When she turned towards me, I pushed her backwards onto the bed, with my strong body on top of her, opening thighs wide and watching her soft tits bounce up and down. My cock found her cunt with impeccable aim and eased all the way into her warm moist sheath. Rachel may have been a mature woman, but she was a perfect fit for my youthful prick as I began to piston in and out of her. Smooth bronze legs curled around the back of my thighs, as I pumped over and over again to a chorus of: "oh baby, oh baby, oh baby!" With the feeling I was about to cum, I built-up the intensity of my thrusts, so that Rachel could sense it and her cries grew louder as she peaked towards her own climax. I was there and with a guttural growl, erupted, spunk shooting and coating her intimate place with torrents of warm white seed. As if on instinct, Rachel's cunt clenched in uncontrollable spasms as she wailed in the throes of her own orgasm. When mum arrived home sometime later, Rachel and I were in the kitchen drinking wine as if nothing had happened. A conspiratorial grin from Rachel was the only confirmation of our secretive passion. I flew out of Spain the next morning with a renewed sense of joy. I took the train from London to Edinburgh while having the distinct feeling that it wouldn't be long before I would partake again in the pleasures of Rachel, the gorgeous older woman. Lovely, mature Rachel heats-up my wee flat in Edinburgh. My heart raced a little faster when I saw the unmistakable, curvy figure of Aunty Rachel coming towards me down the platform of Waverley Station in Edinburgh. She looked as beautiful as ever as I gathered her up in my arms for a kiss. She was wearing a figure-hugging, light blue dress showing off her ample cleavage, underneath a short, pale yellow jacket and white scarf with blue polka dots. She was looking very summery with her tan, sun-lightened, brown hair and large round sunglasses. I grabbed her suitcase and held her hand as we headed-up onto Princes Street and then on to Rose Street to a pub for a drink, so she could relax after her long journey from the South of England The pub was very busy, so we sat cozily next to each other chatting, whilst I drank my pint of Belhaven Best and she sipped her gin and tonic. Her sweet perfume and the proximity of this luscious, mature woman had my cock swelling a little in my trousers, so I leaned over to kiss her full lips, as our thighs rubbed softly together and her hand gently stroked my knee. After a second round of drinks, I was beginning to feel a bit tipsy and even more horny at the thought of a proper re-acquaintance with this gorgeous creature. We left the pub and took a cab from a nearby taxi-rank for the short journey to my flat in the old city. On closing the door to my cozy wee place, Rachel put her arms around me for a hug and I pushed her gently up against the wall in the hallway so we could kiss passionately, our hands running hungrily over each other's bodies. My fully engorged prick ground against her luscious mound as we snogged, with Rachel rotating her hips a little to allow maximum contact to her sensitive places, making her moan quietly into my mouth, as our tongues fenced and swirled. Breaking-off reluctantly and holding Rachel's hand, I gave her a brief tour of my little bachelor pad at which she was suitably impressed. I had set a romantic table for two in the kitchen and started to cook a light stir-fry with sea-food in my wok, as Rachel chatted to me cheerily over a glass or two of Chablis. Rachel looked even prettier with her eyes sparkling over our candlelight dinner and I felt my seductive banter and boozy, home-made tiramisu was bound to get her in the mood for loving. After the meal, Rachel disappeared into the bathroom, whilst I sat languishing on my sofa with a little dram. She entered the sitting room wearing my toweling bathrobe. As she stood in front of me with a cheeky smile, she undid the belt and slowly slid the robe off her shoulders to reveal a magnificent sight to any young, horny guy like me. Rachel was in the finest lingerie, matching ivory silk bra and panties covered with red roses and silk stockings and suspenders of the same creamy color. With her tan and feminine curves, she looked amazing as she gave a sexy little wiggle and turn for my admiration. I rose to my feet, with a hard cock pressing visibly in my trousers and held her hand above her head as she twirled like in a ballroom dance. Standing back and gazing from her head to her varnished toes with unbridled lust, I gathered her into my arms for a passionate snog. My hands stroked up and down her lovely body and through her hair and she did the same with my manly frame. We carried-on French kissing and moaning gently as my hands cupped and fondled her large, silk-encased globes, thumb flicking softly over her nipples, causing them to poke-out through the shiny fabric. My other hand strayed between her legs to rub up and down her cunt lips, so that moisture seeped on-to my fingers through the silky material. Rachel moaned and held hard onto me, as her knees buckled at the pleasure flashing through her from my dexterous digits. I was desperate to shaft this gorgeous, mature woman, so scooped her into my arms and carried her into my bedroom, throwing her onto my king-sized bed. As I was stripping off my clothing, Rachel spread her thighs and ran her graceful fingers up and down the soaking silk of her panties. "I love your strong, young body" she gasped. When I'd stripped off my boxer shorts and my thick, hard cock bounced-out, she couldn't take her eyes off it and placed her hand inside her panties to rub her sensitive clitty with abandon. I maneuvered my head between her legs and pulled aside her panties to admire her moist cunt, then used the flat of my tongue to lap at her engorged labia. This had Rachel squirming and moaning as she ran her fingers through my hair. Flicking my tongue like a side to side like a lizard on her little bud, whilst fingering her cunt, soon had Rachel arching and spasming in orgasm, squirting some love juice onto my hand and face. Moving up her lovely body, she had undone her bra, freeing me to fondle those fulsome, tanned boobies and suckle and butterfly flick her long, brown nipples to her evident delight. Her hand reached down to grasp my thick cock, jerking it up and down slowly with elegant fingers. "I want that big boy inside of me" she pleaded, rising up and guiding my rampant erection towards her silk covered womanhood. Pulling her panties to one side, she slowly impaled herself down onto the thick shaft, gasping as she did so. "Oh, how you fill me, oh I love it" she moaned and shuddered. Rachel began to ease up and down, soon riding my cock like a desperado, her mouth open wide in ecstasy, as I pumped up into her. Warm love juices and precum mixed and streamed down my pistoning rod, flowing over hairy balls onto the duvet beneath. We were both gasping and groaning in unity, with me so close to exploding and Rachel screaming as she came again, a second huge orgasm pulsing in waves through her gorgeous body. Turning the panting Rachel onto her back, I lay on top kissing her face and neck, as she recovered from such a powerful climax. The head of my engorged prick was probing lightly at her dripping labia and throbbing clit as we petted lovingly. Soon she was ready for me again and reached down to guide my hard cock towards the entrance of her open cunt, then grasped my firm ass, pushing me all the way deep into her soaking love tunnel. I began to thrust, slowly at first and then with gathering pace as Rachel's lovely, hot cunt enticed and squeezed my throbbing shaft. She moaned and cried: "Oh God, oh God" as I pumped her harder and harder, grinding on her clitty on the downward stroke to push her towards heights of desire. Soon, I knew that I could hold out no longer; my aching balls were rising and the pressure within them building to blasting point. In and out, in and out I humped, balls-deep into this beautiful cougar, her wanton body arching upwards to match my thrusts. Then it was there, I was coming, sperm rushing from balls through throbbing shaft, jetting streams of hot white spunk into lovely Rachel's soaking cunt, herself rippling again in orgasm, as if to milk every last spurt of young man's juice into her grasping womb. We lay in each other's arms, gazing into adoring eyes and kissing fondly as we caught our breath from our loving exertions. We had the whole weekend ahead of us and I knew I would have to summon all my youthful strength and energy to satisfy the unbridled lust of this wonderful older woman. Rachel was an incredibly orgasmic, mature woman and I believe I brought-out the very best of her sexuality. By Stonemarten for Literotica

Come to a Dehoarding Accountability Zoom Session: http://www.overcomecompulsivehoarding.co.uk/ticket Subscribe to the podcast: https://www.overcomecompulsivehoarding.co.uk/subscribe Podcast show notes, links and transcript: http://www.overcomecompulsivehoarding.co.uk/  Dr Jan Eppingstall has had an idea, and it is as revolutionary as it is terrifying. We talk about it! Shifting focus from individual items to the bigger picture Creating a guilt-free zone for a limited time to honour values and experience more joy and fun in the future Putting aside certain values temporarily to create better conditions for the future Introduction of the concept of "household equilibrium" Understanding the emotional attachment to possessions based on lived experiences Behavioural and Emotional Aspects of Discarding Items Reluctance to discard out-of-date food due to guilt and fear of waste Emotional connection to possessions and the importance of using them Encouraging the usage and enjoyment of possessions Trauma-focused approach to discarding clutter Coping with the guilt and shame around wastefulness Making difficult decisions about discarding items Exposure to letting go and small, less risky decluttering tasks Letting go of controlling outcomes and focusing on wellbeing over perfect disposal Starting with low-risk categories when decluttering, such as wrapping paper Prove that terrible things do not happen when decluttering The importance of proportionality in the decluttering process Children's Belongings and Autonomy in Decluttering Clear guidelines for disposing of belongings that are not yours Contacting owners to collect items, especially for children's belongings Revisiting keepsakes periodically to reassess their importance Respecting children's decisions about their belongings Navigating the decluttering process with understanding and sensitivity Creating a Safe and Comfortable Living Environment Implementing an amnesty on existing rules and guidelines Suspending the acquisition of new items to keep the space in equilibrium Allowing space for new interests and hobbies to enter one's life without guilt Desire for perfection leads to unnecessary clutter. Temporary pause for a more balanced life. Stay safe and open to new experiences. Encouraging use of gorgeous clothes in daily life. Helping people cope with guilt and clutter to prioritise their well-being. Desire for perfection in decision making and finding balance. Some people value frugality but need to let go sometimes. Focus on physical safety, declutter for new hobbies, no guilt. Facing fears leads to growth and relief from guilt. Recommendation to limit exposure to items and practice letting go to avoid regret. Encourage using and enjoying clothes, shoes. Expressing love for a cherished mug.

Husband returns early from a trip. by Lost_in_her - listen to the podcast at Steamy stories She flopped down on her back onto her bed, and sighed in pent up frustration. She could not deny it, she was So. Fucking. Horny. Her husband had been away for nearly two weeks and was not due to be back for another two days. She didn't masturbate very often - her husband was always up for making her cum whenever she needed it, and this work trip was a rare occurrence. ‘Fuck it' she thought. ‘I can't wait!' She quickly stood and stripped out of her clothes in front of the mirror, pinching her left nipple as she removed her bra. This stiffened it immediately and sent an electric shock directly to her pussy, which she felt was getting wet in anticipation. She peeled her black lacy panties down over her hips and arse, noticing how moist they were already. Her pussy felt a chill as the cool air of the bedroom hit her wet folds. she ran two fingers across her hole and clit to lube them, and shuddered with need.Grabbing her favourite vibrator from the top drawer, on her way back to her spot on the bed, she settled back and began to tease her now dripping pussy with her fingers, running two up and down around her outer folds and around the outside of her clit. teasing herself as she loved for her husband to do to her. Dipping a finger just inside her tight hole, it came out glistening and she finally allowed herself to rub her clit, arching her back and letting out a deep moan. Quickly grabbing her vibe and turning it on, she concentrated this on her favourite spot just above her clit, not directly on it. Her breathing quickened and deepened, almost beginning to gasp. She was now moaning continually, wishing she was not alone. She allowed her fingers to tease her hole, as her orgasm built within her. But she could not cum. Reaching a high, and then dying off repeatedly, she let out a whimper of frustration. She really loved to have his cock inside her to squeeze down on when she came. With her free hand she reached back over to the drawer, trying to control her twitching body as she held the vibrator against her clit. Her free hand clasped what she was looking for, her black rabbit dildo. She liked this, though not as much as the real thing. Discarding the vibrator to one side, she lubricated the bulbous head of the dildo and slowly slid it inside her tight pussy, not stopping until the rabbit ears pressed into her clit. She switched on the two mechanisms for the rabbit ears and rotating internal shaft. This was more like it! She screamed out in pleasure as she felt the rotation nudge her g-spot, as the rabbit ears buzzed either side of her clit. Panting and moaning, her orgasm built again quickly, this time not stopping as it crashed over the top. Moaning in release, she felt her first orgasm of the evening, ripple through her body in waves. It ended as quickly as it started. She switched off the dildo and slid it out of her pussy, feeling empty and only somewhat satisfied. She continued to lay there for a few seconds. Her pussy was twitching and dripping wet as she lazily played with herself. She thought again, that she liked the dildo but it was just not the same. she needed more. Reaching for her vibrator again, she kept going. This time she got onto her hands and knees, hanging her feet off the bed, thinking that a different position might help achieve the total release she craved. —- He tapped his foot with impatience, as the taxi driver slowly turned the final corner into his street. Pulling up at the end of his drive, he quickly paid and retrieved his luggage from the boot of the car. The house was quiet. only a couple of lights on as he walked up the drive. Their cat looked up at him in recognition from the living room windowsill, then nonchalantly went back to her personal grooming. He unlocked the door and put his bags just inside the porch, laying the bunch of flowers he had bought her on top of them. He closed the front door quietly behind him. He was two days early by a lucky twist of fate, and wanted the surprise to have maximum impact. and hoped she would reward him with their usual passionate sex. Oh how he loved to make her cum. He took off his jacket and slowly made his way through the house. As he got closer to the bedroom, he could hear something. heavy breathing and deep, guttural moans. Unmistakable sounds of sex. He nervously crept towards the door, hoping his worst fears were not being realized. As he got closer he was pretty sure he could only make out one voice. phew! Then just as quick he thought, ‘maybe she discovered my surprise, and is surprising me right back!' He silently poked his head around the bedroom door and saw his beautiful, sexy wife with her back arched on the bed, her black rabbit dildo clearly pushing her through the start of an orgasm. Holy fuck, she's hot, he thought, and he quickly fished his rock hard cock out of his pants, giving it a couple of strokes, as he watched her orgasm flow over her, as she writhed in pleasure. Deciding on how he would achieve his 'maximum impact' surprise, he stepped back quietly out into the hall, away from the door, and stripped out of his clothes. Peeking back around the door, he saw that she had changed position; she was now on her hands and knees, on the edge of the bed with her face buried in a pillow. That settles it, he thought. 'She must know I'm back. she knows I love doggy!' She had switched to her favorite vibrator, the one he had bought her. She was rubbing this around her clit and playing with her tits, using the pillow to muffle her screams. He tugged at his big cock once more, a drop of precum sneaking out of the tip. and coating his head. Now or never… —- She pressed the tip of the vibrator back against her clit, twitching violently as it was still sensitive from her recent climax. She powered through, and again felt her orgasm building inside her. She grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it, then, used her free hand to pinch and play with her nipple, the pillow muffling her moans of pleasure. Still, her release would not come; she needed more. Her pussy twitched with desire to be filled once more. Time slowed a beat as she felt a presence in the room, and she let out a yelp of surprise as she felt something warm and hard drag up the length of her pussy from clit to dripping hole. She pulled forward a few inches in shock at the intrusion, and her head shot up from the pillow, looking back and into the eyes of her husband. She instantly relaxed. She had somehow managed to keep the vibrator on her clit the whole time. “Oh!” She exclaimed in surprise at seeing him here. Then “Oh Yes” all in one word as he grabbed her hips and pulled her arse back towards him, dipping the head of his fat prick into her hot pussy. “Please,” she whimpered as the vibrator continued to buzz around her clit, and he did nothing more than tease her with the first inch. “I need it so bad” Not being one to disappoint, he started a slow thrust, pushing through her tight folds until his balls tickled just below her clit, then pulling back a half inch and pushing back in sharply. She came immediately, exploding from her pussy outwards in waves throughout her whole body, her pussy clamping around his invading cock. No longer masking her noise, she screamed in pleasure. As she began to come down from her monstrous orgasm, he began to move in earnest, pulling half of his cock out and slamming back in, over and over, the first few thrusts, extending her orgasm by a few seconds each. She dropped the vibrator and it buzzed comically against the bedsheets. She panted as she concentrated on his wonderful cock, sawing in and out of her well satisfied pussy, using her muscles to squeeze and milk his cock. Slowing his thrusts and pulling out almost all of the way, he had her feeling empty again for a split second, before sliding back in in slow, long strokes - the way he knew she loved to be fucked. He kept this rhythm up. To her surprise, she felt the stirrings of a third monster orgasm begin to build. They were both breathing heavy and moaning with desire, when she felt his hands leave her hips. He bent forward, sliding his left arm under her, and wrapping around her shoulder, then lifted her body so he could kiss her neck with his rugged, bearded face. She arched her back in response, allowing him to penetrate her deeply. From this angle, his cock raked over her g-spot with every thrust. She was overcome with passion, on the brink of cumming all over his cock again. Then he grabbed the vibrator with his free hand and brought it back into contact with her clit. For the third time that night, she exploded in orgasm. She couldn't hold herself up anymore and fell forward, dislodging half of his cock in the process. Registering slight emptiness, her brain took over and she thrust herself back into his body until he was balls deep again, all the while her orgasm continued to rip through her, and made her pussy contract around his cock. This was enough to push him over the brink, she felt his cock expand within her slightly, and he let out a guttural roar of pleasure. Time slowed again as she felt his cock fire shot after shot of hot cum, as deep as he could within her pussy. His animal thrusts and spurting cock intensified her orgasm, and she almost passed out before collapsing fully forward on the bed and dislodging his cock. He collapsed into a seated position against the wall, gasping for breath. Using her hand to stop the cum flowing out, yet still a little seeped around her fingers, she looked back at her husband over her shoulder, now at eye level against the wall. “Fuck” she gasped. “You came home early!” “Actually” he replied, grinning like a horny teenager “I think you'll agree, it was perfect timing” by Lost_in_her, for Literotica

ਰਾਗੁ ਸੂਹੀ ਮਹਲਾ ੪ ਛੰਤ ਘਰੁ ੧    ੴ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ॥ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੁ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਮਿਲਾਇ ਅਵਗਣ ਵਿਕਣਾ ਗੁਣ ਰਵਾ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਧਿਆਇ ਗੁਰਬਾਣੀ ਨਿਤ ਨਿਤ ਚਵਾ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਗੁਰਬਾਣੀ ਸਦ ਮੀਠੀ ਲਾਗੀ ਪਾਪ ਵਿਕਾਰ ਗਵਾਇਆ ॥ ਹਉਮੈ ਰੋਗੁ ਗਇਆ ਭਉ ਭਾਗਾ ਸਹਜੇ ਸਹਜਿ ਮਿਲਾਇਆ ॥ ਕਾਇਆ ਸੇਜ ਗੁਰ ਸਬਦਿ ਸੁਖਾਲੀ ਗਿਆਨ ਤਤਿ ਕਰਿ ਭੋਗੋ ॥ ਅਨਦਿਨੁ ਸੁਖਿ ਮਾਣੇ ਨਿਤ ਰਲੀਆ ਨਾਨਕ ਧੁਰਿ ਸੰਜੋਗੋ ॥੧॥  ਸਤੁ ਸੰਤੋਖੁ ਕਰਿ ਭਾਉ ਕੁੜਮੁ ਕੁੜਮਾਈ ਆਇਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਸੰਤ ਜਨਾ ਕਰਿ ਮੇਲੁ ਗੁਰਬਾਣੀ ਗਾਵਾਈਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਬਾਣੀ ਗੁਰ ਗਾਈ ਪਰਮ ਗਤਿ ਪਾਈ ਪੰਚ ਮਿਲੇ ਸੋਹਾਇਆ ॥ ਗਇਆ ਕਰੋਧੁ ਮਮਤਾ ਤਨਿ ਨਾਠੀ ਪਾਖੰਡੁ ਭਰਮੁ ਗਵਾਇਆ ॥ ਹਉਮੈ ਪੀਰ ਗਈ ਸੁਖੁ ਪਾਇਆ ਆਰੋਗਤ ਭਏ ਸਰੀਰਾ ॥ ਗੁਰ ਪਰਸਾਦੀ ਬ੍ਰਹਮੁ ਪਛਾਤਾ ਨਾਨਕ ਗੁਣੀ ਗਹੀਰਾ ॥੨॥  ਮਨਮੁਖਿ ਵਿਛੁੜੀ ਦੂਰਿ ਮਹਲੁ ਨ ਪਾਏ ਬਲਿ ਗਈ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਅੰਤਰਿ ਮਮਤਾ ਕੂਰਿ ਕੂੜੁ ਵਿਹਾਝੇ ਕੂੜਿ ਲਈ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਕੂੜੁ ਕਪਟੁ ਕਮਾਵੈ ਮਹਾ ਦੁਖੁ ਪਾਵੈ ਵਿਣੁ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਮਗੁ ਨ ਪਾਇਆ ॥ ਉਝੜ ਪੰਥਿ ਭ੍ਰਮੈ ਗਾਵਾਰੀ ਖਿਨੁ ਖਿਨੁ ਧਕੇ ਖਾਇਆ ॥ ਆਪੇ ਦਇਆ ਕਰੇ ਪ੍ਰਭੁ ਦਾਤਾ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੁ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਮਿਲਾਏ ॥ ਜਨਮ ਜਨਮ ਕੇ ਵਿਛੁੜੇ ਜਨ ਮੇਲੇ ਨਾਨਕ ਸਹਜਿ ਸੁਭਾਏ ॥੩॥  ਆਇਆ ਲਗਨੁ ਗਣਾਇ ਹਿਰਦੈ ਧਨ ਓਮਾਹੀਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਪੰਡਿਤ ਪਾਧੇ ਆਣਿ ਪਤੀ ਬਹਿ ਵਾਚਾਈਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਪਤੀ ਵਾਚਾਈ ਮਨਿ ਵਜੀ ਵਧਾਈ ਜਬ ਸਾਜਨ ਸੁਣੇ ਘਰਿ ਆਏ ॥ ਗੁਣੀ ਗਿਆਨੀ ਬਹਿ ਮਤਾ ਪਕਾਇਆ ਫੇਰੇ ਤਤੁ ਦਿਵਾਏ ॥ ਵਰੁ ਪਾਇਆ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਅਗੰਮੁ ਅਗੋਚਰੁ ਸਦ ਨਵਤਨੁ ਬਾਲ ਸਖਾਈ ॥ ਨਾਨਕ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਕਰਿ ਕੈ ਮੇਲੇ ਵਿਛੁੜਿ ਕਦੇ ਨ ਜਾਈ ॥੪॥੧॥   RAAG SOOHEE, FOURTH MEHL, CHHANT, FIRST HOUSE:ONE UNIVERSAL CREATOR GOD. BY THE GRACE OF THE TRUE GURU: If only I could meet the True Guru, the Primal Being. Discarding my faults and sins, I would chant the Lord's Glorious Praises. I meditate on the Naam, the Name of the Lord, Har, Har. Continuously, continually, I chant the Word of the Guru's Bani. Gurbani always seems so sweet; I have eradicated the sinful residues from within. The disease of egotism is gone, fear has left, and I am absorbed in celestial peace. Through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, the bed of my body has become cozy and beautiful, and I enjoy the essence of spiritual wisdom. Night and day, I continually enjoy peace and pleasure. O Nanak, this is my pre-ordained destiny. || 1 || The soul-bride is lovingly embellished with truth and contentment; her Father, the Guru, has come to engage her in marriage to her Husband Lord. Joining with the humble Saints, I sing Gurbani. Singing the Guru's Bani, I have obtained the supreme status; meeting with the Saints, the self-elect, I am blessed and adorned. Anger and attachment have left my body and run away; I have eradicated hypocrisy and doubt. The pain of egotism is gone, and I have found peace; my body has become healthy and free of disease. By Guru's Grace, O Nanak, I have realized God, the ocean of virtue. || 2 || The self-willed manmukh is separated, far away from God; she does not obtain the Mansion of His Presence, and she burns. Egotism and falsehood are deep within her; deluded by falsehood, she deals only in falsehood. Practicing fraud and falsehood, she suffers terrible pain; without the True Guru, she does not find the way. The foolish soul-bride wanders along dismal pathways; each and every moment, she is bumped and pushed. God, the Great Giver, shows His Mercy, and leads her to meet the True Guru, the Primal Being. Those beings who have been separated for countless incarnations, O Nanak, are reunited with the Lord, with intuitive ease. || 3 || Calculating the most auspicious moment, the Lord comes into the bride's home; her heart is filled with ecstasy. The Pandits and astrologers have come, to sit and consult the almanacs. They have consulted the almanacs, and the bride's mind vibrates with bliss, when she hears that her Friend is coming into the home of her heart. The virtuous and wise men sat down and decided to perform the marriage immediately. She has found her Husband, the Inaccessible, Unfathomable Primal Lord, who is forever young; He is her Best Friend from her earliest childhood. O Nanak, he has mercifully united the bride with Himself. She shall never be separated again. || 4 || 1 || --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/gsjhampur/support

Starvation mode: Is it a thing? Can you eat so little that you start to gain weight? Can you starve yourself so much that your metabolism messes up and starts to pile the weight on? In this episode, I debunk the myth of starvation mode once and for all. I'll give you some life updates, chat about personal growth, and dive deep into why starvation mode isn't real.In this episode, I discuss: [00:00] - Intro[01:46] - Getting certified for scuba diving[02:59] - Balancing work and parenting a 4-year-old[05:57] - Personal growth and coping mechanisms (maladaptive and adaptive)[11:35] - Discarding old stories and regaining sovereignty[13:14] - Transformative conversation that changed Mav's life[15:39] - Discard self-limiting beliefs and embrace a new version of yourself [21:31] - Appreciation for feedback on the podcast[22:37] - Starvation mode: definition and misconceptions[24:22] - What a calorie deficit is[25:23] - Total daily energy expenditure and how it impacts weight loss[32:35] - Three ways to create a caloric deficit [35:34] - Metabolic adaptation vs. starvation mode[37:02] - Why starvation mode is illogical[38:53] - Types of people who believe in the starvation mode myth[39:11] - #1: People who are unaware of accurate calorie tracking[43:19] - #2: People who know how to track calories but avoid accountability[48:42] - #3: Women in menopause and short people with unique challenges[49:44] - SLAE for hormone-related issues[52:06] - The primary cause of weight gain[54:50] - Simple way to calculate a weight loss goal[57:32] - How to get out of metabolic adaptation[1:05:00] - The importance of strength training for progress[1:07:51] - Increasing calorie intake once you have plateaued in strength[1:11:00] - When to stop[1:13:36] - Ignore the naysayers[1:15:00] - OutroResourcesIf you are ready to lose 25+ lbs. and make the “after” photo last forever, click to learn more about SLAE Online CoachingFollow Maverick on InstagramJoin Maverick Online Coaching on FacebookFollow SLAE Hormone Solutions on InstagramWebsite for SLAE Hormone SolutionWebsite for Maverick Online Coaching Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Tianna Trinidad experienced the flaws and frustrations of the healthcare system as a patient and as a nurse. She shares her view on how societal and governmental influences shape health outcomes. She also shares how she created her business because of this, as well as some of the key coaching she does with her clients to help them transform their health.“The GI Jane fallacy tells us that knowing better doesn't mean that we necessarily do better. We are the generation of information, yet we are the sickest generation to ever exist.” - Tianna TrinidadYou'll DiscoverThe difference between a proactive and reactive approach to healthFrustrations and flaws with the healthcare systemTianna's personal story and her experiences in the healthcare systemUnderstanding the different tools in health so you use the right tool at the right timeRecognizing the signs of hormone imbalances before they turn into health conditionsThe disappearance of homemade remediesThe lack of body literacyThe top 3 causes of death are preventableEveryone is experiencing hormone imbalance on some levelWhen you don't live according to your purposeThe Law of Relativity - what's possible for others is possible for youListening to your intuitionYour gut is your 2nd brainExpecting the body to do all if its functions without giving it what it needsQuestioning what you allow into your body and put on your skinSometimes we'll show up for people in a way that we won't show up for ourselvesWhy knowing better doesn't mean doing betterThe turning point of going from knowing to doingListen now and stay wise!Connect with Tianna:TikTok: @loveservedwarmInstagram: @loveservedwarmWebsite: www.loveservedwarm.comYouTube: @loveservedwarmConnect with your host Josh Dodds:Website: www.thecalnut.comInstagram: @josh__doddsThis podcast is proudly produced in partnership with www.podlad.com

This episode is a two-for-one, and that's because the podcast recently hit its 10-year anniversary and passed one billion downloads. To celebrate, I've curated some of the best of the best—some of my favorites—from more than 700 episodes over the last decade. I could not be more excited. The episode features segments from episode #409 "Brené Brown — Striving versus Self-Acceptance, Saving Marriages, and More" and episode #596 "Edward O. Thorp, A Man for All Markets — Beating Blackjack and Roulette, Beating the Stock Market, Spotting Bernie Madoff Early, and Knowing When Enough Is Enough."Please enjoy!Sponsors:AG1 all-in-one nutritional supplement: https://drinkag1.com/tim (1-year supply of Vitamin D (and 5 free AG1 travel packs) with your first subscription purchase.)LinkedIn Ads marketing platform with 1B+ users: https://linkedin.com/TFS (free $100 LinkedIn ad credit for your first campaign)LMNT electrolyte supplement: https://drinklmnt.com/Tim (free LMNT sample pack with any drink mix purchase)Timestamps:[06:06] Notes about this supercombo format.[07:09] Enter Brené Brown.[07:30] Changing in a lasting, meaningful way.[08:03] Is self-accepted complacency possible?[10:53] My woo confession about a crux skill.[13:06] Narcissism: the shame-based fear of being ordinary.[14:06] Efficacy isn't always efficient.[15:48] Pathology as armor that can't be discarded.[16:28] What are you unwilling to feel?[17:04] Discarding armor that no longer serves us.[21:26] Curiosity as midlife's superpower.[22:53] There's trauma for all of us.[23:33] An 80/20 marriage hack.[25:18] Decisions in a family-focused family.[27:04] Parenting from compliance to commitment.[29:31] Enter Edward O. 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Have you read Malcolm Gladwell's book Outliers: The Story of Success? That was a quite popular, business-y book a few years back. And one of Gladwell's key ideas was the 10,000-Hour Rule for the grinding out of becoming an expert. But is that idea really new? After all, we already knew that “practice makes perfect.” …And how do we do this strategy well as Christians? Join Kevin as we dive into the idea of crafting and sustaining expertise with a “rolling 10,000-hours strategy.”  // Download this episode's Application & Action questions and PDF transcript at whitestone.org.

In this episode of The Banking With Life Podcast, James and Ryan continue their discussion from last week in part 2 of their two-part discussion. Last time, they started to explore how your conceptual map affects your reasoning. This time, they talk about the value of actually choosing one that lines up with reality. As always, we hope you enjoy and thank you for listening!Make sure to like and subscribe to join us weekly on the Banking With Life Podcast!━━━Become a client! ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/how-to-fast-t…ur-own-bankerBuy Nelson Nash's 6.5 hour Seminar on DVD here: ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/product/the-5…ecorded-live/ (Call us at (817) 790-0405 or email us at myteam@bankingwithlife.com for a DISCOUNT CODE)Register for our free webinar to learn more about Infinite Banking... ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/getting-started-webinar━━━Implement the Infinite Banking Concept® with the Infinite Banking Starter Kit...The Starter Kit includes Becoming Your Own Banker by R. Nelson Nash and the Banking With Life DVD by James Neathery.It's the perfect primer for everyone interested in becoming their own banker.Buy your starter kit here: ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/product/becom…pecial-offer/━━━Learn more about James Neathery here: ➫ bankingwithlife.com━━━Listen on your iPhone with Apple Podcasts: ➫ podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/bank…st/id1451730017Listen on your Android through Stitcher: ➫ www.stitcher.com/podcast/bank...Listen on Soundcloud: ➫ @banking-with-life-podcast━━━Follow us on Facebook: ➳ www.facebook.com/jamescneathery/━━━Disclaimer:All content on this site is for informational purposes only. The content shared is not intended to be a substitute for consultation with the appropriate professional. Opinions expressed herein are solely those of James C. Neathery & Associates, Inc., unless otherwise specifically cited. The data that is presented is believed to be from reliable sources and no representations are made by James C. Neathery & Associates, Inc. as to another party's informational accuracy or completeness. All information or ideas provided should be discussed in detail with your Adviser, Financial Planner, Tax Consultant, Attorney, Investment Adviser or the appropriate professional prior to taking any action.

In this episode of The Banking With Life Podcast, James and Ryan discuss the underlying nature of financial reasons for the first part of their two-part discussion. They specifically rely on Murray Rothbard's well-known article, 'The Mantle of Science.' As always, we hope you enjoy and thank you for listening!➫ 'The Mantle of Science.' - Murray N. Rothbard mises.org/mises-daily/mantle-scienceMake sure to like and subscribe to join us weekly on the Banking With Life Podcast!━━━Become a client! ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/how-to-fast-t…ur-own-bankerBuy Nelson Nash's 6.5 hour Seminar on DVD here: ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/product/the-5…ecorded-live/ (Call us at (817) 790-0405 or email us at myteam@bankingwithlife.com for a DISCOUNT CODE)Register for our free webinar to learn more about Infinite Banking... ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/getting-started-webinar━━━Implement the Infinite Banking Concept® with the Infinite Banking Starter Kit...The Starter Kit includes Becoming Your Own Banker by R. Nelson Nash and the Banking With Life DVD by James Neathery.It's the perfect primer for everyone interested in becoming their own banker.Buy your starter kit here: ➫ www.bankingwithlife.com/product/becom…pecial-offer/━━━Learn more about James Neathery here: ➫ bankingwithlife.comLearn more about Ryan Griggs here: ➫ www.griggscapitalstrategies.com/━━━Listen on your iPhone with Apple Podcasts: ➫ podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/bank…st/id1451730017Listen on your Android through Stitcher: ➫ www.stitcher.com/podcast/bank...Listen on Soundcloud: ➫ @banking-with-life-podcast━━━Follow us on Facebook: ➳ www.facebook.com/jamescneathery/━━━Disclaimer:All content on this site is for informational purposes only. The content shared is not intended to be a substitute for consultation with the appropriate professional. Opinions expressed herein are solely those of James C. Neathery & Associates, Inc., unless otherwise specifically cited. The data that is presented is believed to be from reliable sources and no representations are made by James C. Neathery & Associates, Inc. as to another party's informational accuracy or completeness. All information or ideas provided should be discussed in detail with your Adviser, Financial Planner, Tax Consultant, Attorney, Investment Adviser or the appropriate professional prior to taking any action.

Husband returns early from a trip. by Lost_in_her - listen to the podcast at Steamy storiesShe flopped down on her back onto her bed, and sighed in pent up frustration. She could not deny it, she was So. Fucking. Horny.Her husband had been away for nearly two weeks and was not due to be back for another two days.She didn't masturbate very often - her husband was always up for making her cum whenever she needed it, and this work trip was a rare occurrence.‘Fuck it' she thought. ‘I can't wait!'She quickly stood and stripped out of her clothes in front of the mirror, pinching her left nipple as she removed her bra. This stiffened it immediately and sent an electric shock directly to her pussy, which she felt was getting wet in anticipation.She peeled her black lacy panties down over her hips and arse, noticing how moist they were already. Her pussy felt a chill as the cool air of the bedroom hit her wet folds. she ran two fingers across her hole and clit to lube them, and shuddered with need.Grabbing her favourite vibrator from the top drawer, on her way back to her spot on the bed, she settled back and began to tease her now dripping pussy with her fingers, running two up and down around her outer folds and around the outside of her clit. teasing herself as she loved for her husband to do to her.Dipping a finger just inside her tight hole, it came out glistening and she finally allowed herself to rub her clit, arching her back and letting out a deep moan.Quickly grabbing her vibe and turning it on, she concentrated this on her favourite spot just above her clit, not directly on it. Her breathing quickened and deepened, almost beginning to gasp. She was now moaning continually, wishing she was not alone.She allowed her fingers to tease her hole, as her orgasm built within her. But she could not cum. Reaching a high, and then dying off repeatedly, she let out a whimper of frustration. She really loved to have his cock inside her to squeeze down on when she came.With her free hand she reached back over to the drawer, trying to control her twitching body as she held the vibrator against her clit. Her free hand clasped what she was looking for, her black rabbit dildo. She liked this, though not as much as the real thing.Discarding the vibrator to one side, she lubricated the bulbous head of the dildo and slowly slid it inside her tight pussy, not stopping until the rabbit ears pressed into her clit. She switched on the two mechanisms for the rabbit ears and rotating internal shaft.This was more like it! She screamed out in pleasure as she felt the rotation nudge her g-spot, as the rabbit ears buzzed either side of her clit. Panting and moaning, her orgasm built again quickly, this time not stopping as it crashed over the top.Moaning in release, she felt her first orgasm of the evening, ripple through her body in waves. It ended as quickly as it started. She switched off the dildo and slid it out of her pussy, feeling empty and only somewhat satisfied. She continued to lay there for a few seconds.Her pussy was twitching and dripping wet as she lazily played with herself. She thought again, that she liked the dildo but it was just not the same. she needed more. Reaching for her vibrator again, she kept going.This time she got onto her hands and knees, hanging her feet off the bed, thinking that a different position might help achieve the total release she craved.—-He tapped his foot with impatience, as the taxi driver slowly turned the final corner into his street. Pulling up at the end of his drive, he quickly paid and retrieved his luggage from the boot of the car.The house was quiet. only a couple of lights on as he walked up the drive. Their cat looked up at him in recognition from the living room windowsill, then nonchalantly went back to her personal grooming.He unlocked the door and put his bags just inside the porch, laying the bunch of flowers he had bought her on top of them. He closed the front door quietly behind him. He was two days early by a lucky twist of fate, and wanted the surprise to have maximum impact. and hoped she would reward him with their usual passionate sex. Oh how he loved to make her cum.He took off his jacket and slowly made his way through the house. As he got closer to the bedroom, he could hear something. heavy breathing and deep, guttural moans. Unmistakable sounds of sex.He nervously crept towards the door, hoping his worst fears were not being realized. As he got closer he was pretty sure he could only make out one voice. phew! Then just as quick he thought, ‘maybe she discovered my surprise, and is surprising me right back!'He silently poked his head around the bedroom door and saw his beautiful, sexy wife with her back arched on the bed, her black rabbit dildo clearly pushing her through the start of an orgasm.Holy fuck, she's hot, he thought, and he quickly fished his rock hard cock out of his pants, giving it a couple of strokes, as he watched her orgasm flow over her, as she writhed in pleasure.Deciding on how he would achieve his ‘maximum impact' surprise, he stepped back quietly out into the hall, away from the door, and stripped out of his clothes. Peeking back around the door, he saw that she had changed position; she was now on her hands and knees, on the edge of the bed with her face buried in a pillow.That settles it, he thought. 'She must know I'm back. she knows I love doggy!'She had switched to her favorite vibrator, the one he had bought her. She was rubbing this around her clit and playing with her tits, using the pillow to muffle her screams. He tugged at his big cock once more, a drop of precum sneaking out of the tip. and coating his head. Now or never…—-She pressed the tip of the vibrator back against her clit, twitching violently as it was still sensitive from her recent climax. She powered through, and again felt her orgasm building inside her.She grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it, then, used her free hand to pinch and play with her nipple, the pillow muffling her moans of pleasure. Still, her release would not come; she needed more. Her pussy twitched with desire to be filled once more.Time slowed a beat as she felt a presence in the room, and she let out a yelp of surprise as she felt something warm and hard drag up the length of her pussy from clit to dripping hole.She pulled forward a few inches in shock at the intrusion, and her head shot up from the pillow, looking back and into the eyes of her husband. She instantly relaxed. She had somehow managed to keep the vibrator on her clit the whole time.“Oh!” She exclaimed in surprise at seeing him here. Then “Oh Yes” all in one word as he grabbed her hips and pulled her arse back towards him, dipping the head of his fat prick into her hot pussy.“Please,” she whimpered as the vibrator continued to buzz around her clit, and he did nothing more than tease her with the first inch. “I need it so bad”Not being one to disappoint, he started a slow thrust, pushing through her tight folds until his balls tickled just below her clit, then pulling back a half inch and pushing back in sharply.She came immediately, exploding from her pussy outwards in waves throughout her whole body, her pussy clamping around his invading cock. No longer masking her noise, she screamed in pleasure.As she began to come down from her monstrous orgasm, he began to move in earnest, pulling half of his cock out and slamming back in, over and over, the first few thrusts, extending her orgasm by a few seconds each.She dropped the vibrator and it buzzed comically against the bedsheets. She panted as she concentrated on his wonderful cock, sawing in and out of her well satisfied pussy, using her muscles to squeeze and milk his cock.Slowing his thrusts and pulling out almost all of the way, he had her feeling empty again for a split second, before sliding back in in slow, long strokes - the way he knew she loved to be fucked. He kept this rhythm up.To her surprise, she felt the stirrings of a third monster orgasm begin to build. They were both breathing heavy and moaning with desire, when she felt his hands leave her hips.He bent forward, sliding his left arm under her, and wrapping around her shoulder, then lifted her body so he could kiss her neck with his rugged, bearded face.She arched her back in response, allowing him to penetrate her deeply. From this angle, his cock raked over her g-spot with every thrust.She was overcome with passion, on the brink of cumming all over his cock again. Then he grabbed the vibrator with his free hand and brought it back into contact with her clit.For the third time that night, she exploded in orgasm. She couldn't hold herself up anymore and fell forward, dislodging half of his cock in the process. Registering slight emptiness, her brain took over and she thrust herself back into his body until he was balls deep again, all the while her orgasm continued to rip through her, and made her pussy contract around his cock.This was enough to push him over the brink, she felt his cock expand within her slightly, and he let out a guttural roar of pleasure. Time slowed again as she felt his cock fire shot after shot of hot cum, as deep as he could within her pussy. His animal thrusts and spurting cock intensified her orgasm, and she almost passed out before collapsing fully forward on the bed and dislodging his cock.He collapsed into a seated position against the wall, gasping for breath.Using her hand to stop the cum flowing out, yet still a little seeped around her fingers, she looked back at her husband over her shoulder, now at eye level against the wall.“Fuck” she gasped. “You came home early!”“Actually” he replied, grinning like a horny teenager “I think you'll agree, it was perfect timing”by Lost_in_her, for Literotica

Husband returns early from a trip. by Lost_in_her - listen to the podcast at Steamy storiesShe flopped down on her back onto her bed, and sighed in pent up frustration. She could not deny it, she was So. Fucking. Horny.Her husband had been away for nearly two weeks and was not due to be back for another two days.She didn't masturbate very often - her husband was always up for making her cum whenever she needed it, and this work trip was a rare occurrence.‘Fuck it' she thought. ‘I can't wait!'She quickly stood and stripped out of her clothes in front of the mirror, pinching her left nipple as she removed her bra. This stiffened it immediately and sent an electric shock directly to her pussy, which she felt was getting wet in anticipation.She peeled her black lacy panties down over her hips and arse, noticing how moist they were already. Her pussy felt a chill as the cool air of the bedroom hit her wet folds. she ran two fingers across her hole and clit to lube them, and shuddered with need.Grabbing her favourite vibrator from the top drawer, on her way back to her spot on the bed, she settled back and began to tease her now dripping pussy with her fingers, running two up and down around her outer folds and around the outside of her clit. teasing herself as she loved for her husband to do to her.Dipping a finger just inside her tight hole, it came out glistening and she finally allowed herself to rub her clit, arching her back and letting out a deep moan.Quickly grabbing her vibe and turning it on, she concentrated this on her favourite spot just above her clit, not directly on it. Her breathing quickened and deepened, almost beginning to gasp. She was now moaning continually, wishing she was not alone.She allowed her fingers to tease her hole, as her orgasm built within her. But she could not cum. Reaching a high, and then dying off repeatedly, she let out a whimper of frustration. She really loved to have his cock inside her to squeeze down on when she came.With her free hand she reached back over to the drawer, trying to control her twitching body as she held the vibrator against her clit. Her free hand clasped what she was looking for, her black rabbit dildo. She liked this, though not as much as the real thing.Discarding the vibrator to one side, she lubricated the bulbous head of the dildo and slowly slid it inside her tight pussy, not stopping until the rabbit ears pressed into her clit. She switched on the two mechanisms for the rabbit ears and rotating internal shaft.This was more like it! She screamed out in pleasure as she felt the rotation nudge her g-spot, as the rabbit ears buzzed either side of her clit. Panting and moaning, her orgasm built again quickly, this time not stopping as it crashed over the top.Moaning in release, she felt her first orgasm of the evening, ripple through her body in waves. It ended as quickly as it started. She switched off the dildo and slid it out of her pussy, feeling empty and only somewhat satisfied. She continued to lay there for a few seconds.Her pussy was twitching and dripping wet as she lazily played with herself. She thought again, that she liked the dildo but it was just not the same. she needed more. Reaching for her vibrator again, she kept going.This time she got onto her hands and knees, hanging her feet off the bed, thinking that a different position might help achieve the total release she craved.—-He tapped his foot with impatience, as the taxi driver slowly turned the final corner into his street. Pulling up at the end of his drive, he quickly paid and retrieved his luggage from the boot of the car.The house was quiet. only a couple of lights on as he walked up the drive. Their cat looked up at him in recognition from the living room windowsill, then nonchalantly went back to her personal grooming.He unlocked the door and put his bags just inside the porch, laying the bunch of flowers he had bought her on top of them. He closed the front door quietly behind him. He was two days early by a lucky twist of fate, and wanted the surprise to have maximum impact. and hoped she would reward him with their usual passionate sex. Oh how he loved to make her cum.He took off his jacket and slowly made his way through the house. As he got closer to the bedroom, he could hear something. heavy breathing and deep, guttural moans. Unmistakable sounds of sex.He nervously crept towards the door, hoping his worst fears were not being realized. As he got closer he was pretty sure he could only make out one voice. phew! Then just as quick he thought, ‘maybe she discovered my surprise, and is surprising me right back!'He silently poked his head around the bedroom door and saw his beautiful, sexy wife with her back arched on the bed, her black rabbit dildo clearly pushing her through the start of an orgasm.Holy fuck, she's hot, he thought, and he quickly fished his rock hard cock out of his pants, giving it a couple of strokes, as he watched her orgasm flow over her, as she writhed in pleasure.Deciding on how he would achieve his ‘maximum impact' surprise, he stepped back quietly out into the hall, away from the door, and stripped out of his clothes. Peeking back around the door, he saw that she had changed position; she was now on her hands and knees, on the edge of the bed with her face buried in a pillow.That settles it, he thought. 'She must know I'm back. she knows I love doggy!'She had switched to her favorite vibrator, the one he had bought her. She was rubbing this around her clit and playing with her tits, using the pillow to muffle her screams. He tugged at his big cock once more, a drop of precum sneaking out of the tip. and coating his head. Now or never…—-She pressed the tip of the vibrator back against her clit, twitching violently as it was still sensitive from her recent climax. She powered through, and again felt her orgasm building inside her.She grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it, then, used her free hand to pinch and play with her nipple, the pillow muffling her moans of pleasure. Still, her release would not come; she needed more. Her pussy twitched with desire to be filled once more.Time slowed a beat as she felt a presence in the room, and she let out a yelp of surprise as she felt something warm and hard drag up the length of her pussy from clit to dripping hole.She pulled forward a few inches in shock at the intrusion, and her head shot up from the pillow, looking back and into the eyes of her husband. She instantly relaxed. She had somehow managed to keep the vibrator on her clit the whole time.“Oh!” She exclaimed in surprise at seeing him here. Then “Oh Yes” all in one word as he grabbed her hips and pulled her arse back towards him, dipping the head of his fat prick into her hot pussy.“Please,” she whimpered as the vibrator continued to buzz around her clit, and he did nothing more than tease her with the first inch. “I need it so bad”Not being one to disappoint, he started a slow thrust, pushing through her tight folds until his balls tickled just below her clit, then pulling back a half inch and pushing back in sharply.She came immediately, exploding from her pussy outwards in waves throughout her whole body, her pussy clamping around his invading cock. No longer masking her noise, she screamed in pleasure.As she began to come down from her monstrous orgasm, he began to move in earnest, pulling half of his cock out and slamming back in, over and over, the first few thrusts, extending her orgasm by a few seconds each.She dropped the vibrator and it buzzed comically against the bedsheets. She panted as she concentrated on his wonderful cock, sawing in and out of her well satisfied pussy, using her muscles to squeeze and milk his cock.Slowing his thrusts and pulling out almost all of the way, he had her feeling empty again for a split second, before sliding back in in slow, long strokes - the way he knew she loved to be fucked. He kept this rhythm up.To her surprise, she felt the stirrings of a third monster orgasm begin to build. They were both breathing heavy and moaning with desire, when she felt his hands leave her hips.He bent forward, sliding his left arm under her, and wrapping around her shoulder, then lifted her body so he could kiss her neck with his rugged, bearded face.She arched her back in response, allowing him to penetrate her deeply. From this angle, his cock raked over her g-spot with every thrust.She was overcome with passion, on the brink of cumming all over his cock again. Then he grabbed the vibrator with his free hand and brought it back into contact with her clit.For the third time that night, she exploded in orgasm. She couldn't hold herself up anymore and fell forward, dislodging half of his cock in the process. Registering slight emptiness, her brain took over and she thrust herself back into his body until he was balls deep again, all the while her orgasm continued to rip through her, and made her pussy contract around his cock.This was enough to push him over the brink, she felt his cock expand within her slightly, and he let out a guttural roar of pleasure. Time slowed again as she felt his cock fire shot after shot of hot cum, as deep as he could within her pussy. His animal thrusts and spurting cock intensified her orgasm, and she almost passed out before collapsing fully forward on the bed and dislodging his cock.He collapsed into a seated position against the wall, gasping for breath.Using her hand to stop the cum flowing out, yet still a little seeped around her fingers, she looked back at her husband over her shoulder, now at eye level against the wall.“Fuck” she gasped. “You came home early!”“Actually” he replied, grinning like a horny teenager “I think you'll agree, it was perfect timing”by Lost_in_her, for Literotica

There are now over one billion users on LinkedIn – yes, with a “B”! – making it one of the fastest-growing social media platforms right now. But there are many reasons why over 140 million people log into LinkedIn daily, and today, we lay them out to show why LinkedIn should be your number one platform in 2024! We explore five trends that make LinkedIn the go-to platform, including the platform's radical growth and transformation, the rise of storytelling and personal branding, the platform's appreciation of long-form content, its adoption of AI, and how LinkedIn paves the way for smaller accounts to flourish. To end, we discuss the rise of personalization and the fall of automation, and there is a call to action for any listener who wants to make LinkedIn their number-one platform in 2024. Key Points From This Episode:Why LinkedIn is the number-one platform to be on in 2024. The radical growth and transformation of LinkedIn. Exploring the rise of personal branding and storytelling on the platform. How to prioritize storytelling, and why it's a good idea.Getting into long-form content and some tips for curating your newsletter. Everything you need to know about LinkedIn and AI. Why smaller accounts have faster growth potential and how this trend is unique to LinkedIn. Discarding automation and embracing personalization. Links Mentioned in Today's Episode:LinkedIn‘Here Are My Top 5 Marketing Predictions for 2024' Taplio[In]fluencers of LinkedIn Direct PurchaseAdrienne Weimer Adrienne Weimer on LinkedInAdrienne Weimer on XInfinite Success Secrets on Facebook

Unravel the complexities of narcissistic behavior with Rebecca in this podcast episode, where she delves into the intriguing reasons why a narcissist might attempt to re-enter your life after discarding you. Gain insights into the underlying motivations and learn strategies to navigate these challenging situations. Join us for a compelling discussion on understanding and dealing with the return of a narcissist. ____________________________________________________________________ Check out my FREE Live webinar, the 3 MUST HAVE Secrets to Communicating with Narcissists RIGHT HERE Learn more about the SLAY Your Negotiation with Narcissists program right here:  www.rebeccazung.com/slay Read the transcript of this episode right here. ___________________________________ _________________________________ For more information on REBECCA ZUNG, ESQ. visit her website www.rebeccazung.com and follow her on Instagram: @rebeccazung and YouTube!  GRAB YOUR FREE CRUSH MY NEGOTIATION PREP WORKSHEET RIGHT HERE!  SUBSCRIBE TO MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL RIGHT HERE. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, DSO responds to a letter from Nate, who is feeling drained and frustrated in his marriage. After a long military career, Nate has come to realize that his wife is lazy, unambitious, and constantly negative. He has recently started focusing on self-love and personal growth, but his wife's behavior is wearing him down mentally. DSO offers two options for Nate: either his wife needs to join him in his positive mindset and make an effort to improve the relationship, or Nate may need to consider moving on to a new chapter in his life without her.Key Takeaways:Military deployments can cause couples to grow apart, especially if one partner struggles to cope with the challenges of being left behind.Hyperachieving individuals often thrive as entrepreneurs and may struggle in traditional employment settings.Discarding negative influences from your life can lead to significant improvements in mental and physical health, as well as personal and professional success.Quotes:"You're Mr. Winner, and you're looking over your wife saying, 'You going to join me?' And her answer is, 'Nope.'""When you discard negative people from your life, things really start to click for you.""You owe it to her to give her a chance to work through this, but if not, it's time to call it quits."

Ridley Scott's brilliant 1979 sci-fi/horror classic 'Alien' burnished his deserved reputation as bold re-interpreter of techno-dystopian futurism and exploder of genres. But it made a lot of money and dollar signs in the eyes of 'Alien' producers Brandywine Productions led them to turn for a sequel to James Cameron, who had already done a similar turn on the Rambo franchise, penning a "rewritten" script for the sequel 'Rambo: First Blood Part II' that paved the way for the ridiculously over-the-top guns 'n poses Rambo films that followed. Discarding with the quality actors and brilliantly lived-in future of the Nostromo and the original 'Alien', 'Aliens' is a box-office-pleasing symbiotic mutual masturbation effort where both audience and filmmaker are complicit in a liason that leaves both dirty and discredited.  It should be noted that I am fairly alone in this opinion, and  many 80's blockbuster-loving film fans revere 'Aliens' as even a superior 'Alien' film to the original! One such fan is my frequent guest Bruce Edwards. Previously we've digested our love for 'Bladerunner' and 'Alien' on episodes of the podcast.  Here we get into 'Aliens' from our differing perspectives and find more common ground in a discussion about David Fincher's very first feature film, 'Alien 3', which he directed at the ripe old age of 27 and which was and is a legandary troubled production resulting in several competing alien babies; various cuts of the film exist and Fincher himself disavows the film. 

You all know I'm not a resolution person, but I do believe in creating a manifesto for each year to help focus on what the new year will bring and what I want to prioritize. I'm excited to bring this new manifesto to everyone and, I wish you all a very happy new year!   What you'll hear:   Personal growth and change through consistent effort (1:44) This year's manifesto: reflect, recalibrate, and reengage (2:12) Prioritizing my life pillars throughout my competition prep (2:59) Leveraging lessons learned and applying intensity to the areas of my life I value most (4:26) Reflecting on my life trajectory, setting goals for improvement, and focusing on existing businesses (6:15) Discarding distractions and focusing on what matters most in life, with a revolution in myself and those around me (7:40) Keep an eye out for marked improvements in all aspects of our businesses (9:20)   If you loved this episode and our podcast, please take some time to rate and review us on Apple Podcasts, or drop us a comment below!

3 MINUTE Kitzur Yomi 16 - Discarding oil after Chanukah, Forgetting al hanissim, hallel [Siman 139 - Sif 20 - 22]

The hidden truth about why the narcissist didn't hoover you- and it won't be what you were expecting. 

In this episode a quote from Regina Dawn Akers' book The Teachings of Inner Ramana was contemplated. "Discarding the world is as simple as remembering that it isn't true. This is as simple as  living from within instead of from without."

SPOILER ALERT: WATCH ENTIRE SERIES FIRST This is an introduction episode to a larger project that examines the toxic family system of The Logan Family on the HBO series, Succession. This episode explains the premise for the analysis and the themes which will be explored and highlighted throughout the series. Each episode will focus on one character per season in order to fully examine the character development throughout each season. Below is the Table of Contents. IT'S LONG, I know. This is going to be in-depth so saddle up and get ready to dig deep into this toxic, cult-like family system. 0:00 Intro 15:32 SNAP Spectrum of Abusive Personalities 20:04 What is Narcissistic Abuse? 29:00 Three Important Questions 34:50 Transactional Relationships 37:30 Flying Monkeys 40:56 Future Faking 45:39 Gaslighting 48:27 Controlling the Narrative 53:55 Love Bombing 1:02:17 Discarding & Devaluing 1:06:18 Projection 1:10:59 Coercive Control 1:16:25 Objectification 1:19:41 Callousness & Cruelty 1:25:10 Narcissistic Amnesia 1:28:32 Weaponizing Information 1:31:00 Targeting the Vulnerable 1:32:49 Wildlife Metaphors ⁠⁠Website: www.clermontmentalhealth.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Email: snap@clermontmentalhealth.care Text: 513-655-6101 ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube Channel⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Instagram: @theofficialsnap FB Page: @mfriedmanlpcc ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SNAP FB Group⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Twitter: @mfriedmanlpcc Mandy Friedman, LPCC-S, CCDVC, CCTP-II, CCMHC is a Licensed Professional Clinical Counselor, a Certified Clinical Domestic Violence Counselor, a Clinically Certified Trauma Professional and a Certified Clinical Mental Health Counselor. Mandy is the creator of the educational recovery program SNAP: Survivors of Narcissistic & Abusive Personalities. This program teaches survivors and concerned loved ones about abusive personalities, targets of abuse, abusive relationships and life in recovery from abuse. SNAP educational program of recovery helps empathic survivors of abuse fine tune and connect with their empathic nature in order to preserve, harness and protect the very things abusers seek to destroy. In her private practice, Clermont Mental Health, Mandy specializes in treating survivors of Cluster B personalities. She is also familiar with the role of addiction, substance abuse and self-harm in abusive relationships. Mandy's clients are often in need of trauma-informed care as part of their recovery. This has led her to specialize treating clients with Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (C-PTSD). To help her clients, Mandy utilizes mindfulness based cognitive therapy (MBCT), cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT), psychoeducation and Polyvagal Theory. Mandy is a survivor of abuse and has first-hand knowledge of what survivors endure in abusive circumstances and living a healthy life after abuse. Disclaimer: This content is intended for educational purposes only. It is not a substitute for mental health treatment. It is important for survivors of abuse to find mental health professionals who understand trauma and abusive relationships. Please seek support from trusted and trained practitioners. This content is not meant to be used by anyone as diagnostic criteria. Permissions have not been granted for anyone to utilize this material as a source to make allegations about specific individuals. Any online content produced by SNAP: Survivors of Narcissistic & Abusive Personalities, Clermont Mental Health or Mandy Friedman LPCC-S is an educational discussion about narcissism which is a descriptive term for tendencies and behavioral patterns. Individuals with narcissistic features or tendencies do not necessarily meet DSM diagnostic criteria. The terms narcissistic and narcissism are used as descriptions of tendencies and behaviors and are not meant as clinical terms. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/mandy-friedman-lpcc/support

“What provisions have you made fir Holy items? Let's say your kids are not into their faith, a widespread phenomenon here in Ireland, and you're getting on in years and you have your house full of this stuff, what is going to happen with them when you die?”. Join Fr. Brendan Kilcoyne for episode 150 of 'The Brendan Option' where he advises what we should do with degraded Holy items. “You may think I'm being picky… Let me tell you that a lot of this is both a symptom and a cause of the trouble we're in ”. Visit our website: http://www.immaculataproductions.org - - - ---------------- SUPPORT US ---------------- Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/immaculataproductions PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/ImmaculataProctions Our work won't be possible without your help. Thank you! ...And a special thank you to those who have already given us so much support! ---------------- FOLLOW US ---------------- There's the Benedict option, the Dominic option, and now we have the Brendan Option! Whilst you would have found St. Brendan voyaging the seas, our very own Brendan can be found as you surf the net. ⛵️ ✔ W E B S I T E http://www.immaculataproductions.org ✔ F A C E B O O K http://facebook.com/ImmaculataProductions ✔ I N S T A G R A M http://instagram.com/ImmaculataProductions ✔ T W I T T E R http://twitter.com/ImmaculataMedia ✔ L I N K E D I N https://www.linkedin.com/in/ImmaculataProductions ✔ V I M E O https://www.vimeo.com/ImmaculataProductions ✔ E M A I L info@immaculataproductions.org All Rights Reserved © 2023, Immaculata Productions

Welcome to Champions for Life online sermon player. We pray that each message will bless you by teaching you how to walk in love, live by faith and experience God's prosperity in every area of life. We know faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word

Welcome to Champions for Life online sermon player. We pray that each message will bless you by teaching you how to walk in love, live by faith and experience God's prosperity in every area of life. We know faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word

Welcome to the latest episode of Master Mind, Body, and Spirit with host Matthew Belair and guest Dr. Carolyn Kurle. In this episode, Dr. Kurle shares her insights on The Guidance Groove and offers practical tips on how to overcome unproductive habits and trust your intuition. Together with Matthew, they delve into the importance of being aligned with your true self, navigating life from a place of wholeness and self-love, and integrating logic and feeling to find your purpose and fulfillment. Join us for an enriching discussion on how to live your best life and tap into your inner wisdom. This podcast is perfect for anyone seeking inspiration and guidance on their personal growth journey. Don't forget to subscribe to the channel for more self-help content and stay tuned for exciting updates! #podcasting #selfhelp #coaching #personalgrowth #spirituality #listeningtoyourself #selfloveHelp us fight censorship! Get immediate access to exclusive and censorship free content by donation or free by becoming a member here

Today, I'm talking about letting go of things that no longer serve us, like old or broken items. Doing so, makes room for new opportunities and fresh experiences, fostering personal growth and a sense of renewal. The act of discarding old or broken things enables us to live a more fulfilling lifestyle. You can catch this episode on YouTube as well. +++++++++

In this episode of Quah (Q & A), Sal, Adam & Justin coach four Pump Heads via Zoom. Mind Pump Fit Tip: You are being manipulated! Become AWARE of the addictive properties of food. (2:22) The power little girls have over their dads. (12:09) The role of the parents is to bridge the gap of play with their children. (15:22) The death of foundational stories. (18:22) Discarding human nature and unplugged vs plugged in. (26:04) Questioning the recent rise of UFO sightings. (32:13) Why Sal doesn't go swimming in the ocean. (36:55) Will parts of Oregon really secede to join Idaho? (39:09) Use Joy Mode for better pumps. (47:43) Shout out to Jonathan Pageau. (54:37) #ListenerLive question #1 - How would you design a full-body workout in a hotel gym? (55:52) #ListenerLive question #2 - Would you view demonstrating and performing exercises for clients several hours per day as trigger sessions or any other form of exercise? How would you view intermittent fasting for someone to control 'healthy snacking' if the rest of their diet is on point? (1:09:00) #ListenerLive question #3 - How can I best lose the weight I need to lose without sacrificing too much strength? (1:17:09) #ListenerLive question #4 - What do you suggest for training (I'm about to start phase III of Anabolic), and can I still build good muscle while doing what I love which is low rep focused lifting? (1:26:33) Related Links/Products Mentioned Ask a question to Mind Pump, live! Email: live@mindpumpmedia.com Visit Butcher Box for this month's exclusive Mind Pump offer! Visit Joy Mode for an exclusive offer for Mind Pump listeners! **Promo code MINDPUMP at checkout for 20% off your first order** June Promotion: MAPS Cardio or Summer Shredded Bundle or the Bikini Bundle 50% off! **Code JUNE50 at checkout** Lab-Grown Meat Potentially Worse For The Climate Than Beef   Specialty Food Ingredients - ButcherBox The Wonder Weeks App BabySparks - A development expert in your pocket Disney, Ai, and the Death of Foundational Stories | Jonathan Pageau | EP 364 The Symbolic World Mind Pump #2092: How To Cultivate Amazing Relationships With Adam Lane Smith UFO crash – Las Vegas Recent shark attack in Egypt Greater Idaho resolution passes Idaho House; calls for talks with Oregon over moving border A wolverine was spotted in California. Here's what happens next For a limited time only, Mind Pump listeners get a free LMNT Sample Pack with any purchase: Visit DrinkLMNT.com/MindPump Mind Pump #1935: Supplements That Support Testosterone, Improve Sleep & Enhance Sex With Eric Trexler Visit Organifi for the exclusive offer for Mind Pump listeners! **Promo code MINDPUMP at checkout** Resistance Training Volume Enhances Muscle Hypertrophy but Not Strength in Trained Men MAPS Fitness Anywhere MAPS Fitness Performance How to Perform a 90/90 Hip Stretch (HIP FLEXOR STRETCH) World's Greatest Stretch Lateral Lunge with Hop Mobility Session Mind Pump #1827: The 3 Best Rep Ranges To Build Muscle & Burn Fat MAPS Powerlift Mind Pump Podcast – YouTube Mind Pump Free Resources People Mentioned Jordan Peterson (@jordan.b.peterson) Instagram Jonathan Pageau (@jonathan.pageau) Instagram Adam | Relationship Psychology (@attachmentadam) Instagram Eric Trexler (@trexlerfitness) Instagram

Kyle Adams is the Deputy Director of Athletics post for the Hornets.Under the position, Adams is tasked with providing leadership on student-athlete welfare, risk management; NCAA, conference and Title IX compliance, in addition to recruiting, student-athlete and community engagement, among other things.Adams most recently served as Principal and Chief Strategist of  itsBIGGERthantheball, LLC, a leadership development entity that helps equip coaches, educators, and organizations with the necessary resources, dexterity, and awareness in providing transformative learning experiences for the next generation of leaders. Through itsBIGGERthantheball, he has provided consulting and facilitated team-building workshops multiple colleges, including Maryland Eastern Shore, College of Charleston, University of Delaware,  Lincoln University of Pennsylvania and East Stroudsburg University, among others.  Adams has also worked in conjunction with Georgia Southern University Coaching Education, University of Washington's Center for Leadership in Athletics -Master of Education in Intercollegiate Athletic Leadership (IAL) program, and the Global Sport Institute at Arizona State University.Adams brings more than two decades of coaching and higher education student development experience, most recently serving as Head Girls' Basketball Coach at the Shipley School in Bryn Mawr, Pa., , Associate Head Women's Basketball Coach at the University of Arkansas at Pine Bluff, as well as Delaware State University and North Carolina Central University. He has also served as Head Women's Basketball Coach at his alma mater, Cheyney University of Pennsylvania.Adams also has extensive experience in student diversity and advocacy while serving as Director of the Office of Multicultural Student Affairs at the University of Rio Grande to his new position. In March of 2022, he spearheaded and hosted an alumni event entitled HERstory Cannot Be Erased: The Celebration of the 1982 Cheyney State Lady Wolves and their historic run as the FIRST and ONLY HBCU to compete for the NCAA Division I Women's Basketball National Championship game. The event attracted over 200 people, including alums, politicians, stakeholders, and community partners In 2015, Adams was distinguished as one of the 30 Head Coaches across the country to participate in the Center for Coaching Excellence on the campus of Columbia University by the Women's Basketball Coaches Association (WBCA).The National Collegiate Athletic Association (NCAA) selected Adams to participate in the ACE (Achieving Coaching Excellence) leadership development program at NCAA Headquarters in Indianapolis, Indiana, in 2014. Adams has experience conducting basketball clinics internationally, working with Bahamas Elite Basketball Clinic, Nassau, Bahamas and Southwest Summit Clinic, and Educational Workshop, Ontario, Canada. He served as a skill development trainer for the Disney biopic Rise, based on the real-life experiences of NBA champion and Milwaukee Bucks star Giannis Antetokounmpo and his family.He recently published his first book, Discarding the Mask: The Soul Sacrifices of a Coach, and hosts the itsBIGGERthantheball podcast with Coach Kyle Adams.Adams graduated from Cheyney University with a B.A. in Psychology and holds a M.Ed. in Athletic Coaching and Leadership from the University of Rio Grande.He is a life member of the Cheyney University National Alumni Association, the Women's Basketball Coaches Association (WBCA), and the Epsilon Pi Chapter of Omega Psi Phi Fraternity Incorporated. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/chefranjohn/support

The sisters conclude their death and spectacle series with further thoughts on the dead deprived of commemoration.  From the repository of graves on New York City's Hart Island to the erasure of historic Black cemeteries in the American South, they explore the ways in which human remains are stratified, relegated and discarded in ways that lay bare the injustice of life.Or, in the case of Body Worlds, forever plastinated and displayed for public view—without their owners' consent—in what Edward Rothstein described as an act of “aestheticized grotesqueness.”  What makes certain land and bodies sacred (or literally, saintly) while rendering others disposable? What can the living learn from the politics of remembering and forgetting remains? Sources cited include Joan Didion's South and West, Zora Neale Hurston's Their Eyes Were Watching God, Eliza Franklin's Lost Legacy Project for the UCLA Urban Humanities Initiative, Susan Sontag's "On Photography," the Equal Justice Initiative's Community Remembrance Project, Jacqueline Goldsby's A Spectacular Secret, Dorothea Lange's 1956 photographs of California's Berryessa Valley, Marita Sturkin's “The Aesthetics of Absence,” Seth Freed Wessler's 2022 ProPublica investigation “How Authorities Erased a Historical Black Cemetery in Virginia,” Robert McFarlane's 2019 New Yorker piece “The Invisible City Beneath Paris,” Melinda Hunt's Hart Island Project (www.hartisland.net), Nina Bernstein's 2016 New York Times piece “Unearthing the Secrets of New York's Mass Graves,” “Young Ruin” from 99% Invisible, and NPR's 2006 reporting on ethical concerns over Body Worlds.Cover photo of Hart Island's common trench burials is by Jacob Riis, 1890.

Etiquette, manners, and beyond! In this episode, Nick and Leah answer listener questions about taking phone calls on treadmills, discarding broken freezers, surviving middle school, and much more. Please follow us! (We'd send you a hand-written thank you note if we could.) Have a question for us? Call or text (267) CALL-RBW or visit ask.wyrbw.com QUESTIONS FROM THE WILDERNESS: At the gym, is it considered rude to be on a phone call while on a treadmill? We were gifted a broken freezer...how do we politely get rid of it? How do I get people to call me "Mrs." instead of using my first name? Is it OK to say you don't want to sit with someone during lunchtime in a middle school cafeteria? What should I do if I pass gas in class and nobody knows it's me? THINGS MENTIONED DURING THE SHOW Punky Brewster "Cherri Lifesaver" episode YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO... Support our show through Patreon Subscribe and rate us 5 stars on Apple Podcasts Call, text, or email us your questions Follow us on Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter Visit our official website Sign up for our newsletter Buy some fabulous official merchandise CREDITS Hosts: Nick Leighton & Leah Bonnema Producer & Editor: Nick Leighton Theme Music: Rob Paravonian ADVERTISE ON OUR SHOW Click here for details TRANSCRIPT Episode 173 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices