Podcasts about experimentation

More information, pattern recognition, experimentation, discovery, curiosity are all quickening to propel our growth into a new era of life. You are adaptable and teachable. 

"...they were the first parents that I saw that genuinely loved being parents that didn't really complain about their kids..."   CBQ: Why was sleep training our kids so important to you? [*Taking Care of Babies - Sleep Training Course, thank you!!]   Highlights: 00:57 SLEEP - The Unfakeable Metric 09:51  Choose Your Mentors Wisely!  12:36 The Reality of Sleep Deprivation 13:37 Struggle for Self-Care 18:46 The Best Advice   Coutney comes to terms with how much PROJECT MANAGEMENT, MENTORING and EXPERIMENTATION went into her mission of sleep training her kids.  Highlighting the meticulous preparation, experimentation, and collaboration involved in sleep training and draws parallels to leadership by emphasizing the value of self-care and effective teamwork. Ultimately, it underscores the importance of finding personalized solutions and the mutual benefits of helping others while taking care of oneself.   Follow Juan on LinkedIn Follow Courtney on LinkedIn Check out CareerBlindspot.com Follow on LinkedIn and Instagram → Your pod opinions matter to us - 5 min survey.  

Have you ever found yourself scrolling through your LinkedIn feed, connecting with professionals left and right, only to realize that your network feels more like a collection of random profiles than a genuine community? In today's episode of the Insight Out podcast, I am excited to be joined by Liam Darmody, a personal branding consultant with a wealth of knowledge on leveraging LinkedIn for building authentic relationships.  In our conversation, we delve into the value of human connections, the power of conversation, and LinkedIn's community aspect. Liam advises enjoying content creation without being hindered by engagement metrics, treating it like a journal. He shares his transition from corporate to consultancy, emphasizing the importance of building connections and attracting meaningful relationships. Liam and Billy discuss LinkedIn strategies, the role of analytics, and the importance of engaging with comments as part of building a community. They also pay homage to influential LinkedIn figures like Andy Foote and John Espirian, highlighting the importance of learning from experienced users and sharing content authentically. In this episode, you will learn: The art of authentic connections and personal insights The importance of human relationships LinkedIn: The serendipity manifestation platform Why every post is a networking event Paying homage to LinkedIn influencers The role of analytics in content strategy The joy of content creation The efficiency of posts In This Episode: [00:10] Building authentic relationships on LinkedIn [00:28] The role of insights in personal growth [04:26] Transitioning from corporate to personal branding consultancy [08:20] Reflection on the journey of building a business and a flashback to a pivotal moment in 1997 [11;12] The power of human connections [11:40] LinkedIn as a serendipity manifestation platform [14:50] The power of conversation on LinkedIn [18:38] Relationship with LinkedIn OGs [19:27] Understanding LinkedIn community [24:37] The power of engagement metrics [26:21] Analyzing content performance [32:22] Experimenting with posting frequency [31:22] Importance of human connection [37:03] Studying engagement metrics [37:42] Building engagement [38:36] Tracking engagement [39:34] The power of conversation [41:17] Content creation strategy [43:10] Efficiency in content creation [45:36] Creation process [49:39] Experimentation and enjoyment [52:12] Liam's engagement strategies [56:38] Increasing visibility through early comments  [57:53] Effectiveness of reposting in gaining traction on social media Notable Quotes [11:56] "Once you get to a place where you don't feel inhibited and you feel like I'm just going to be myself and I'm going to invest in the people that find that to be worth paying attention to, it shifts your perspective and your experience on this platform significantly."- Liam  [16:51] "Every post is an opportunity to start a conversation with people who are passionate about that topic and who have a lot of value to add, and you're sort of the host of that conversation." -Liam  [31:53] "For me, I consider a successful post one that starts a lot of conversation."- Liam [37:42] "There's no slight on you; it doesn't mean that you're any less of a human being. You're just sharing content that is valuable to you, and some people might see it and react, some people might not." - Liam [39:38] "When somebody shows up to your post and leaves a thought in the form of a comment, respond to it. They're doing you a favour”-Liam Resources Liam Darmody https://www.linkedin.com/in/liamdarmody1/ Billy Samoa https://www.instagram.com/billysamoa/ https://www.youtube.com/@BillySamoa ⁠https://www.linkedin.com/in/billysamoa/⁠ This is an encore episode and was originally published on January 26, 2024 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Send us a textI'm pleased to welcome Tracey Gee to the podcast — author, coach, keynote speaker, and the thoughtful spirit behind The Magic of Knowing What You Want. Tracey brings clarity, warmth, and wisdom. You'll love this conversation - it'll help you, too, as it did me.Tracey holds degrees from UCLA in Anthropology and Business, a Master's in Leadership from Fuller Theological Seminary, and certifications in StrengthsFinder, Cultural Intelligence, the Enneagram, and Working Genius. She serves on the coaching faculty for LEAP and works with incredible organizations like Coca-Cola, Amazon, UC Berkeley, and the Miami Heat.We first connected at a leadership conference at the JB Duke Hotel, where Tracey was in her element — speaking, coaching, and gifting her book to every participant.In this episode, we talk about the “desire fog” so many of us feel, and why it can be hard to name what we really want. Tracey shares her own journey — from piano to dance, ministry to coaching — and her four-part framework for rediscovering purpose: Calibration, Expansion, Experimentation, Integration.I open up about my own season of loss and rediscovery — and how desire and purpose are deeply connected.Tune in for a rich, encouraging conversation. SHOW NOTESSupport the showBecome a Patron - Click on the link to learn how you can become a Patron of the show. Thank you! Ken's Substack Page The Podcast Official Site: TheBeachedWhiteMale.com

In this episode, Doug Hall, founder of Eureka Ranch and Brain Brew Distillery and a recognized innovation expert, discusses his book, "Proactive Problem Solving." He shares practical strategies for identifying and resolving challenges using systems thinking. Inspired by Dr. W. Edwards Deming, Hall emphasizes engaged leadership and empowering those closest to the work. The conversation focuses on moving beyond simply fixing problems to proactively preventing them.

In this episode, we are joined by William C. Greenwalt, senior fellow at the American Enterprise Institute (AEI), to evaluate the state of the Joint Capabilities Integration and Development System (JCIDs). Drawing on the release of his new report, “Required to Fail | Beyond Documents: Accelerating Joint Advantage through Direct Resourcing and Experimentation,” Greenwalt discusses the need to reform JCIDs to ensure military capabilities serve joint force needs rather than individual services, driving interoperability across services, and connecting strategy to acquisition by validating the alignment of new requirements. Additionally, Greenwalt highlights opportunities to improve how the United States aligns warfighter needs with technology development. Required to Fail | Beyond Documents: Accelerating Joint Advantage through Direct Resourcing and Experimentation report: https://www.hudson.org/technology/required-fail-beyond-documents-accelerating-joint-advantage-through-direct-resourcing-dan-patt-william-greenwaltTo receive updates about the NDIA Emerging Technologies for Defense Conference and Exhibition on August 27-29, 2025 at the Washington D.C. Convention Center, please join our mailing list here: https://www.emergingtechnologiesinstitute.org/sign-uphttp://emergingtechnologiesinstitute.orghttps://www.facebook.com/EmergingTechETIhttps://www.linkedin.com/company/ndia-eti-emerging-technologies-institutehttps://www.twitter.com/EmergingTechETI

In this episode of The Tech Leader's Playbook, Tammy Alvarez discusses the intrinsic link between business success and career fulfillment, emphasizing the need for individuals to align their personal ambitions with organizational goals. She highlights the broken nature of corporate systems that often overlook employee motivation and engagement, leading to a significant portion of the workforce feeling unfulfilled. Tammy shares insights on the importance of self-advocacy, the dangers of chasing low-value projects, and the necessity for leaders to redesign their approach to reignite team engagement. The discussion also touches on overcoming fear of failure and the evolving nature of leadership in a fast-paced world. In this episode, we explore the evolving landscape of leadership and business, emphasizing the importance of collaboration over competition, the need for intentional leadership, and the significance of understanding the business context for tech executives. We also introduce the UnConference, a unique event aimed at middle market executives, designed to foster collaboration and innovative thinking in navigating the future of work.TakeawaysBusiness success and career fulfillment are inextricably linked.The corporate system often fails to recognize individual contributions.Employee motivation is crucial for engagement and productivity.Many workers are disengaged, leading to a culture of apathy.Advocating for oneself is essential in navigating corporate challenges.Leaders must connect individual ambitions to organizational goals.Fear of failure can hinder personal and professional growth.Collaboration is becoming more important than competition.Understanding what motivates employees can lead to better outcomes.Change is necessary for leaders to keep up with innovation.Companies can no longer win alone.Collaboration is the new competition.Competition can coexist with helping others.Intentional leadership is crucial for work-life balance.Understanding the business is key for tech executives.Leadership can be lonely and vulnerable.Experimentation and fun should be part of work.Community and accountability are essential for growth.The UnConference aims to transform businesses and leaders.Chapters00:00 The Link Between Business Success and Career Fulfillment02:58 Recognizing the Broken Corporate System06:10 Understanding Employee Motivation and Engagement09:11 Chasing Impact: The Low-Value Business Trap12:04 Advocating for Yourself in the Workplace15:08 Redesigning Leadership to Reignite Engagement18:03 Connecting Ambition to Organizational Goals20:57 Overcoming Fear and Embracing Change23:59 Evolving Leadership in a Fast-Paced World28:24 Navigating Change in a Rapidly Evolving Landscape34:08 The Shift from Competition to Collaboration39:21 Intentional Leadership and Work-Life Balance45:10 Understanding Business for Tech Executives47:11 Introducing the UnConference: A New Approach to WorkTammy Alvarez's Social Media Links:https://www.linkedin.com/in/tammyalvarez/Tammy Alvarez's Website:https://careerwinnerscircle.com/

(and yes, episode four comes from Day 5. You didn't miss anything. I just don't do these every day) This update from the StoryADay challenge comes on Day 5, but works for you any time you're trying to write.  Join the challenge: https://storyaday.org 00:00 Introduction to StoryADay Challenge 00:15 Taking a Break: The Importance of Rest 01:07 Dealing with Prompts: Inspiration and Flexibility  02:14 Community Insights: Diverse Perspectives on Prompts 05:10 Personal Reflections: Knitting and Writing 06:57 The Value of Persistence and Experimentation 08:02 dig deep into the ideas that come from the writing prompts 10:07 Encouragement and Community Engagement

Today's episode is the second in a series of three on Asurion, the world's leading tech care company with more than 300 million customers. In an interview with Co-Founder and Chairman Kevin Taweel, we dive deep into Asurion's divinely discontent culture, hyper-rational approach to talent management, growth over $1 billion in sales, and transformational acquisition of Lock/line.  Learn more and dive into our research at ⁠50xpodcast.com⁠   For the full show notes, transcript, and links to the best content to learn more, check out the episode page⁠ here.⁠ —- This episode is brought to you by⁠⁠ Ramp⁠⁠. Ramp's mission is to help companies manage their spend in a way that reduces expenses and frees up time for teams to work on more valuable projects. Go to⁠⁠ Ramp.com/invest⁠⁠ to sign up for free and get a $250 welcome bonus. — This episode is brought to you by Oberle Risk Strategies. Oberle is a specialty insurance brokerage providing insurance services to search funds, independent sponsors, family offices, and private equity firms. Oberle supports its clients with a comprehensive insurance due diligence covering a wide range of items, including commercial insurance, Employee Benefits, key person life insurance, and reps and warranty coverage. Additionally, Oberle has a thriving personal lines practice, designed for entrepreneurs seeking a higher-level service and expertise when it comes to insuring one's home, vehicles, and valuables. If you're interested in connecting with the Oberle team:  https://oberle-risk.com/50x —- 50X is a property of Colossus, LLC. For more episodes of 50X, visit⁠ joincolossus.com/episodes⁠. Editing and post-production work for this episode was provided by The Podcast Consultant (⁠https://thepodcastconsultant.com⁠). Follow us on Twitter: @50Xpodcast | @joincolossus Show Notes (00:00:00) Welcome to 50X (00:01:19) Sponsorship: Ramp (00:02:36) Sponsorship: Oberle Risk Strategies 00:04:08) Asurion Rebranding (00:05:58) Building the Team (00:15:39) Building the Culture (00:23:04) Talent and Compensation (00:31:51) Giving Back: Compassion Forward Program (00:36:26) Customer Concentration (00:41:07) Crisis Management (00:42:56) Strategy by Experimentation (00:43:08) Acquiring Lock/line (00:51:44) Integrating Lock/line (00:54:12) Capital Allocation in the TA Period (00:59:11) 2007 Equity Recap

 IntroductionHaving previously featured Shmaltz Brewing Company founder, Jesse Cowan, to discuss the first quarter-century of the company on episode 117 of The Jewish Drinking Show, on that episode, Cowan introduced Jesse Epstein as the new owner of the company. Returning to The Jewish Drinking Show, Epstein is now an ordained rabbi and lays out his plans for the next stage of the company.Brief Biography of GuestThe owner of Shmaltz Brewing, Rabbi Jesse Epstein is a beer-brewing, text-loving, risk-taking Jewish innovator. With support from fellowships like the URJ's Community Cultivators Cohort (in partnership with Beloved) and Atra: The Center for Rabbinic Innovation, he's turned pints into platforms for everything from Torah study to social justice pop-ups. This summer, he's headed to Seattle to begin his new role as the Assistant Rabbi at Temple Beth Am. Whether he's leading a Havdalah at the local bar or spending time dreaming up a different beer for each Torah portion, Jesse is all about making Judaism accessible, meaningful, and just a little bit hoppy. Support the showThank you for listening!If you have any questions, suggestions, or more, feel free to reach out at Drew@JewishDrinking.coml'chaim!

Companies have moved past the phase of simply experimenting with AI. Enterprises like IBM now view AI as necessary infrastructure, integrating AI agents directly into business operations. NLW argues that there is a broader shift happening that business leaders to take notice of. Interested in sponsoring the show? nlw@breakdown.network Get Ad Free AI Daily Brief: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://patreon.com/AIDailyBrief⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Brought to you by:KPMG – Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://kpmg.com/ai⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to learn more about how KPMG can help you drive value with our AI solutions.Blitzy.com - Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠https://blitzy.com/⁠⁠⁠⁠ to build enterprise software in days, not months The Agent Readiness Audit from Superintelligent - Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://besuper.ai/ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠to request your company's agent readiness score.The AI Daily Brief helps you understand the most important news and discussions in AI. Subscribe to the podcast version of The AI Daily Brief wherever you listen: https://pod.link/1680633614Subscribe to the newsletter: https://aidailybrief.beehiiv.com/Join our Discord: https://bit.ly/aibreakdown

In this spicy episode, CEO & Founder of Foundation Marketing, Ross Simmonds reveals why content without distribution is just expensive digital paperwork. We dive into why product marketers ARE marketers (yes, even SEOs), how to build "content moats" that will still be paying dividends in 2030, and why LLMs will actually make SEO more valuable, not less. Ross drops some truth bombs about AI scraping the internet that might make you reconsider where you're spending your marketing budget.Why product marketing is just one layer of the "marketing onion" (and why that matters)The skills every marketer needs to develop if they want that sweet promotion (and bigger paycheck)Why your marketing strategy shouldn't mindlessly copy Canva's TikTok—even if it's working for themHow SEO experts accidentally taught ChatGPT everything it knows (and why Google still matters)The "content moat" strategy that will determine which companies dominate in 2030Why your CMO should be investing in content and SEO right now (before it's too late)How the rise of AI makes SEO MORE important, not less (despite what LinkedIn gurus say)The uncomfortable truth: if you can't sell your ideas internally, you're in the wrong jobHow to build "T-shaped" marketing skills (and why you need a capital "I" instead)If you want your content to actually drive results five years from now instead of disappearing into the digital void tomorrow, hit play. Ross reveals the distribution-first mindset that separates marketing that works from marketing that wastes.Show Notes00:41 Meet Our Guest: Ross Simmonds03:09 The Evolution of Marketing05:37 The T-Shaped Marketer10:03 Distribution First Mindset14:09 SEO and Product Marketing18:21 Investing in Content and SEO24:11 Effective Content Distribution31:18 Reflecting on Early Challenges31:58 Embracing AI for Content Distribution32:39 The Importance of Obsession and Continuous Learning34:20 Practical Steps to Stay Ahead in AI36:36 Building and Experimenting with AI Projects45:55 Sharing Ideas and Overcoming Self-Doubt49:10 The Power of Experimentation and Content Creation52:14 Final Thoughts and Future PlansHosted by Ausha. See ausha.co/privacy-policy for more information.

A good teacher makes a bad decision to help a student pass. by kotochaos. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.  Chapter One: First Time Morgan Klein stared, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, when Chris dropped his pants. To say she was impressed would be an understatement. A smile crawled slowly onto her face as she took in his limp manhood-boyhood, really-and found him larger than her husband at her husband's proudest moment. More impressive was the fact that Chris wasn't even hard yet, though he swelled rapidly under her gaze, growing to an even more impressive size when finished. She could hardly believe it when she took him in hand and found that her fingers could not meet around him.This was Morgan's third year teaching. She was a secondary English teacher and had, the year before, tutored Chris after school. Chris was a tall, brooding sort. He came from a broken home with a single mom in their struggling rural community. His mother did what she could, but she was uneducated herself and, between three jobs, hardly had time to help Chris at all. When he had moved on from eleventh grade, his mother had personally told Morgan's principal that Morgan was her savior. Since then, Morgan has taken a vested interest in Chris' development. Moving into twelfth grade when he should have been ready for graduation, Chris began struggling again. Morgan had been patient at first, but she saw her success quickly withering into failure. Desperate to make a turnaround, she had agreed to a deal which she never thought she would have agreed to before. In her desperation, she had agreed to give Chris an orgasm for a good grade, and Chris eagerly accepted. That was how he ended up fully erect in her face, his massive dick throbbing and leaking in her hand. Chris' penis was nothing like any she had ever seen before. It was something out of a practical joke or a legend. Not only was he thick, but he was monstrously long, too, and his crown was shiny red and dribbling precum as he pulsed and throbbed in her palm. Clearly aroused, she was surprised that he hadn't exploded all over her already. Despite her better judgement, she was flattered at his arousal. Chris stammered as Morgan stared down his shaft. She looked him in the eyes, and he looked away, blushing. “Y-you, Mrs. Klein, you don't have to.” Morgan smiled. Staring down this length, she wondered how he could be brave enough to suggest it but frightened when it happened. His bravado drained the moment he gave her the paper, but she was glad to see that he hadn't deflated at all once after his pants were opened. A lesser man might grow limp with anxiety, but Chris' nerves only seemed to make him harder. “No, Chris, a promise is a promise,” she said, stroking him slowly. She met his gaze again, and her smile broadened as she saw his cheeks growing red. “You got the grade, so you'll get your reward for it. I just wasn't expecting, um, it to be such a LARGE task.” She moved her hand to his root and held him at the base so that she could appreciate his full length. Morgan was a small woman, with small hands, and Chris looked only more impressive by comparison. Despite his length and girth, his pubic hair was sparse and thin, possibly due to his age, she didn't know. She felt silly to be in this situation at all, let alone contemplating the logistics of hair growth in teens. In her second year of teaching, she had been instructed to pick a student and make them her cause. Now, holding Chris hard in her hands, she feels even better about her choice. She held him in both hands and stroked him idly, gathering his precum and smearing it along his shaft. Not a virgin, Morgan has always been pretty and enjoyed male attention. She had never been with someone like Chris, though. Despite his youth, Chris was tall and fit. He still held the A in his hand, clutched tightly and slightly crumpled as she stroked him. He was embarrassed, but he was also throbbing and, measuring at least twelve inches in length and twice her husband' girth, he was more man than anyone she had ever met. Thumbing his crown, Morgan chuckled. Chris moaned in her grasp and, smiling at him, she said, “Someone's excited.” She didn't know who she was talking about, though. Her nipples were erect and chaffing her bra, while her pussy was wetting her panties in her arousal. Chris met her gaze and watched breathlessly as she stroked him with her tiny hands. “Sorry,” he choked, and Morgan laughed again. “Don't be sorry,” she said, and she licked her lips staring down his length. “This is all actually very flattering.” Leaning forward in her chair, she breathed along his cockhead and laughed as he throbbed again. He was steel hard, and she was sure he wouldn't last much longer. A hand job would likely be enough but, stroking him, she knew he wanted more. “Now then, I seem to remember that you had asked for a blowjob in exchange for an A.” Chris nodded, his eyes widening as her wet lips approached his manhood. Morgan licked her lips again and stroked him, gathering precum to his cockhead. Glancing down at him, she chewed her bottom lip. She had never been with a man as large as Chris before, and she was curious to see how well he would fit in her mouth. Though a tiny woman, she was excited to try, and thinking about the size difference between Chris and her husband only made her more excited. “Well, lucky you got an A, then.” Parting her lips, Morgan sucked Chris inside. Her jaw ached to accommodate him as she struggled around his girth. Lips tight, though, she took him to the edge of her throat and gagged briefly before meeting his gaze. Chris watched her in awed silence, his dick painfully hard and his balls tight. He had suggested a blowjob as a joke, and he had felt both guilty and afraid as soon as he said it. When she agreed, he had assumed that was a joke, too, all the way up until she had him in her mouth. Morgan, too, is awed in her own way. Despite being a boy by her estimation, Chris was hung like a man. Fully erect and swelling fatter, he was not only larger than her husband, but he had a more pronounced flavor as well. His precum was thicker than her husband's semen, and the taste of it was robust as it spread across her mouth. Closing her eyes, she focused on the way Chris filled her mouth, and as she bobbed her head on him, she grew drunk on his taste. She mewled, sucking him deep and stroking him with both her hands and her lips. With his flavor in her throat and on her tongue, she became tuned into Chris. His presence surrounded her and filled her. She could smell him suddenly, her nostrils burning with his boyish musk. His youth did nothing to counteract her arousal. In fact, that knowledge that he was still so young only served to arouse her further. She whimpered around him and, hearing this, Chris stiffened in response. Finally, his youth betrayed him. Body tight, muscles flexing, Chris quickened and came hard. Morgan had only just started when his thick semen filled her mouth. Her cheeks ballooned. She swallowed on instinct to keep from choking, but his sperm stuck to her throat. Sitting back to cough, she took the rest across her face. Chris stood still, his dick throbbing as he unloaded the thickest load of his life onto his favorite teacher. Chris' dick was easily twice the size of her husband's. His orgasm, by her estimation, was many times more than that and also many times thicker. He covered her in hot, sticky jelly that burned itself into her flesh. He marked her as his woman, as his slut, as his scalding seed cascaded across her face and torso. Morgan rode it out, her hair catching the semen and clinging to her cheeks. She breathed through it, shivering through her own climax as she smacked her lips. Chris' semen remained thick in her mouth and in her throat, and she could feel it warming her belly. Looking up, she met his gaze and held it as Chris pants and whined like the child he is. In all her life, she has never had a man taste so good. Her husband, in particular, could compete. Chris may have been a boy in many ways, but Morgan had come to recognize that he was a man where it counted most. Coming down from his orgasm, Chris panted. “Oh my God, Mrs. Klein.” Morgan, smiling, sucked him back into her mouth and bobbed her head on him. Chris' hands twitched. He thought to stop her, but he was too drunk on her to fight it. “That felt so good,” he whined. “My hands never felt that good.” Grinning, Morgan flourished her tongue, licking around his glans before holding him with her hands and kissing her way down his hard shaft. Even after the thickest, richest orgasm of either of their lives, he remained erect. She attributed it to his youth, though she found herself flattered by both his resilience and his continued interest. Stroking him idly, she licked his crown. “And that's just the beginning, Chris. Get another A, and we'll see what else I can give you.” She punctuated the statement with a wink. Throbbing in her grip, Chris groaned. “Oh, God!” Morgan laughed in response. That night at home, Morgan tried to have sex with her husband but could not find the willpower to follow through. Comparing him to Chris, she felt both disappointed and defeated. Not only did he fail to measure up to Chris, but his body was softer and his hair thinning. Still young, still fit, and having the interest of one both younger and more impressive than her husband, she found satisfaction in her fingers instead. She masturbated in the shower, teasing and tickling herself to a small climax equal to but less satisfying than the one Chris brought her with a facial. Rinsing herself afterward, she teased her small, pink nipples and later smiled at herself in the mirror. What she was doing was wrong, but it helped Chris and would last until he graduated. That is what she told herself, at least, but deep down she knew that this was only the beginning. Good intentions push a teacher to make another mistake. Chapter Two: Double Take Morgan woke up horny the next day. She woke up imagining Chris' fat cock throbbing and pulsing, and she remembered the hot musk of it as he shot across her face and her nose. She came home sticky with his semen and fingered herself in the shower, her husband was hardly a thought in her head as she did it. She fingered herself again in the morning, reaching a quiet but empty orgasm beside her sleeping husband before her alarm went off. He woke up oblivious, and she woke up angry. She remained horny as she dressed, and she eyed her pert body as well, imagining Chris there with her, equally naked. They would complement each other, Chris' big body looking even bigger beside Morgan's own petite frame. Every part of him was built to break her, but she looked young and could likely pass as his girlfriend in the right context. It flattered her that a man like Chris would show interest in her, and then she reminded herself that Chris was not a man but a boy with a man-sized cock, which did nothing to reduce her pride. The morning passed slowly and empty. She spied Chris passing in the halls but could hardly get him to look her in the eyes. That afternoon for tutoring he was quiet, unwilling or unable to speak to her at length. Morgan, meanwhile, kept hoping he had hidden another A from her and thought to just ask him to let her suck his dick again. She needed to come, and she knew her husband couldn't do it. A week passed and nothing. Thoughts and memories of Chris' dick floated in and out of her head. She tried again to fuck her husband but couldn't. He smelled wrong, and she ended up jerking him off to a meager and disappointing climax. By the next Tuesday, she resented her husband and increasingly looked to Chris for relief. Chris, meanwhile, remained the perfect gentleman. Sometimes, she noticed that he was hard, and though it brought a smile to her face, she wasn't brave enough to act on it. His grades weren't improving, and she didn't want to reward bad behavior. So, she just stared and waited for him to ask for help, and he didn't ask for help because of his embarrassment and his arousal. She had always thought he might have a crush on her, but she had never realized how intense his crush was. Tuesday, however, was too much. They passed in the hall and Morgan noted, with some amusement, that Chris developed a sudden limp. Recognizing her own arousal, she realized the truth–she would have to be the one to end this cold war. So, when tutoring started, she approached his desk and stopped beside him. Seated, he was almost as tall as she was standing. She found his pants tented, and she smiled. He looked at her, his eyes lingering on her small bosom before meeting her gaze. She smiled, and he stammered. “Uh–Um–Mrs. Klein?” Morgan shushed him with one dainty finger to his lips. “Shh,” she said, smiling. “You seem to be having a hard time focusing,” she said, leaning over onto his desk and giving him a glimpse of her breasts down her blouse. “Let me help you.” She ended the statement by cupping his swollen manhood through his pants. Chris gasped. “B-But I haven't gotten another A yet.” Hardly listening, Morgan undid his pants with one hand and pulled his hard dick out. He jumped into view, his dick erupting from the open fly of his boxers. Already long and rigid, he seemed massive compared to her husband, and she cooed as she took him in her hand. After days of fantasy, it felt good to hold the real thing again. “Oh! Do you see that, Chris? You're so big and hard right now, there's no way you can focus on what you're reading. At this rate, you'd be lucky to even get an F.” Taking him in both hands, she stroked him slowly. “Oh, you poor thing. It must hurt to be so big and hard all the time.” Pouting, she looked him in the eyes and found him staring at her breasts. “Is this what I do to you, Chris? Do I make it hard for you to learn?” Gasping and whining, Chris shook his head. His long hair danced as he did. “No, Mrs. Klein. No! You help me!” Morgan smiled. Reaching into his underwear, she cupped his balls and marveled at their weight and size. “That is sweet, Chris, but you don't have to lie.” She purred and held him by his root, staring in awe at his full length. Despite his size, he remained a quiet, mewling teen in the hands of a woman far more experienced. The age difference only helped to arouse her more, and her tiny hands around his dick made him appear bigger by comparison. Groaning, she stroked his full length with both hands. “No, the best thing I can do for you now is help you come. Then and only then can we get any real work done.” She made eye contact with Chris and was happy to find him speechless. Her entire life, she has been a good girl who made the right decision whenever faced with a challenge. Holding Chris now and measuring him against her forearm, she felt like this is the first bad decision of her life, and she was glad that she waited for the right one. Purring, she stroked him from base to crown, holding him as if she was tugging him toward her. “Mm, Chris, I made you this hard. So, I have to be the one who takes on the heavy, heavy burden of helping you find relief.” After that, Morgan lost herself in him. She stared at his shaft and reversed her grip, holding him with both hands and stroking him vigorously. Her husband was a tall man and very slender, and though he was not the only man she had ever been with, he was the one she had chosen to marry. To that point, she had been satisfied with him. Though she had been with bigger men, they had never been large enough to adequately outclass him. Chris, however, outclassed all of them. She had attempted to find pleasure and comfort in her fingers and in her husband for days and found each unworthy. Chris, however, has her wet at a glance. Holding him, stroking him, she could not help but imagine the way that he could and would fill her if given the chance. A facial had given her one of the best orgasms of her life. She knew on instinct that opening her legs to him would give her so much more. Staring at his huge dick as her hands glided across him, watching his swollen red crown leak precum, Morgan whined in her arousal. “Darn it, Chris, I can't believe how stinking big you are!” Gasping in her grasp, Chris whined, “I'm sorry!” Morgan stopped stroking him long enough to look him in the eyes and was hurt to find him anxious. His dick was steel hard, throbbing in her tiny hands, and his interest was obvious, but it was animal interest and little more. Chris was still a child, Morgan remembered, too young to understand her praise or to separate it from insult. She was treating him like a well-endowed stud, experienced and virile, and he could be that someday. Today, however, he was only a eighteen-year-old boy with a mammoth hard-on and a horny teacher. Stroking him more slowly, Morgan swallowed her arousal and put on a smile for him. Chris' big dick was confusing for her. It filled her with lust, but that lust was her burden and not his. He was still a boy, and she was his instructor. It was her job to keep him safe and to teach him the truth. Smiling gently, she whispered to him, “No, Chris. You don't need to apologize. You should never have to apologize for having a big dick.” She giggled, watching him thrust and whine as she stroked him slowly from crown to root. “When I tell you that your dick is big, I am complimenting you. Few men are this size, and I think yours is long, and thick, and gorgeous. So, whenever you're horny, whenever you're distract, bring your big, beautiful dick to me, and I promise to take care of it. Chris gasped, thrusting into her hands, leaking precum all over her fingers. "A-anytime?” Smiling at him again, seeing the hope and the shock in his eyes, Morgan squeezed his dick in open affection. Holding him, stroking him, it is easy to imagine him as a man, but looking him in the eyes reveals that he is only a boy with a man-sized cock that required man-sized attention. The girls at school wouldn't have his best interests at heart, and so Morgan resigned herself to taking care of him instead. “Anytime,” she purred. “Even without an A?” She giggled. “Even without an A.” Licking her lips a second time, she turned her attention back to the swollen, throbbing dick in her hands. She could tell he was getting close and could tell from the way he moved and the way he swelled in her hands. Chris could feel it, too, and seemed to be breathing through his arousal, desperate to keep himself together. Morgan found his efforts cute, but she also wanted to see him explode. Kissing his crown, she whispered, “So, what can I do to help you finish, Chris? What do you need from me? What do you want?” Panting like a dog, Chris barked, “Tits! I want to see your tits!” Smiling, Morgan stroked him with one hand while using her other hand to cup one of her breasts. Her hard nipple dug into her palm as she touched herself. “These little things?” Chris whined and nodded. His dick throbbed, producing even more thick, rich precum to spread across her palm. “Yes,” he panted. “Yes. I want to see them. I want to come on them.” “You want to come on them,” Morgan echoed, laughing. “My, my, you are bold, aren't you?” Releasing her breasts, she put a finger to his mouth as he opened it to apologize. He stared down at her, cross-eyed, around her finger. “Don't,” she said, holding his dick firmly in hand as precum wetted her skin. “Don't apologize, Chris. Women like it when a man knows what he wants, and with a big dick like yours, you have a lot of bargaining power. As for my tits.” Reaching down with her free hand, Morgan lifted her bra and blouse up smoothly over her slender stomach and small, plump breasts. Her nipples, more red than pink in color, stood fully erect and sensitive in the open air. Plucking one, Morgan looked down to regard her breasts before looking him in the eyes and finding him staring. “I can accommodate that request, but you'll have to help me out from here.” Guiding him, she turned him to face her instead of the desk and then moved his hand to hold her blouse up as she kneeled to hold hid dick to her breasts. She returned to stroking him, smearing his precum along his shaft with her palms. The mess spilled onto her chest, gathering in the valley between them. Morgan smiled up at him, and he stared back, jaw hanging, eyes wide and unblinking. She laughed in response. “Now, go ahead and come, Chris. Cover me in all your thick, sticky semen. Unload your big, teenage balls into your favorite teacher's bosom.” Morgan made sure to smile as she fed him the dirty talk, and she felt him quicken immediately. Holding him to her chest, she stroked him to his approaching orgasm and all the way to the end. She could feel his semen swell his shaft, surging and spraying, and she had her own orgasm before his semen even touched her. The feel of his hot seed spreading across her body, though, only amplified it. Like sexual alchemy, it transformed a small, buzzing orgasm into a hurricane of pleasure. By the end both were breathless and panting in climax. Chris' semen had gathered across her breasts and her collar bone, soiling her blouse and possibly ruining it. Morgan didn't care, however. She continued to stroke him before pulling him into her mouth on instinct to clean him. The taste of him elicited a long moan from her as she bobbed her head on him dutifully, both grateful for the orgasm he gave her and the one she received across her torso. Comparing him against her husband again only made her more grateful. When finished, she sat back to display the semen she had collected across her chest to him, and she saw his dick twitch before swelling gradually back to life. Taking hold of him again, Morgan stroked him idly. “Now, now, Chris,” she said, chuckling affectionately as he hardened in her hand. “I won't help you a second time today, no matter how distracted you get.” Taking hold of him by the root, she stared at his dick in awe. “At least, not if you don't earn it.” Eying his cock, she gave it a quick kiss before standing. “We don't have much time before your mother gets here, and I need to get cleaned up.” Watching her move, Chris stammered. Mrs. Klein was a tiny thing, not skinny but slender. She kept fit with rigid exercise, and it showed in the subtle way her body flexed as she moved. Breathless, he stammered, “O-Okay.” Morgan lowered her blouse, pulling it down over her cum-soaked breasts and showing off the stains he left in the fabric. She was partway across the classroom, her bare feet stepping lightly across the glossy tiles, before he called to her. Turning, she stared back at him and his hard dick with equal want. “Yes?” Chris, feeling suddenly self-conscious, looked away. “Tha, Thanks.” Morgan smiled. Eyes fixed on his dick, she said, “You're welcome, and put that big thing away before someone sees it and asks questions.” Chris, looking down at his dick, scrambled. “Yes, ma'am!” Morgan laughed from the doorway. “I'll be back soon, and then we can brush up on some key terms before you go home. Okay?” Chris gave a rushed affirmative as Morgan ducked out into the hall. She hurried to the teacher's lounge bathroom to rinse off but hesitated at the sink when she got there. Wearing his semen was oddly comforting and staring at her reflection made her feel somehow more confident in herself. Already a supremely confident woman, she realized that the pride she felt was in having Chris' interest to begin with. Rinsing herself, she watched the way the water molded her blouse to her figure and thought silently how it will be even harder to keep Chris focused. To be continued in a 10 part series, on Literotica by kotochaos, for Literotica [All characters in this story, are over the age of 18 years.]

Hot sex to go with that hot wax. by ClochardCeleste, listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. We pulled in to the gas station and he put the truck in park. “You want to tell me we're at a gas station at one in the morning instead of in bed at my apartment?” I pointed to the long, squat building adjacent to the gas station, its drive-in conveyorized tunnel car wash. I'd done a little recon on it, knew how it ran, knew all the levels of service it provided, and knew exactly how long the Ultimate Supreme Wash Plus service lasted. I'd run my own car through it last week. I knew that in exactly eight minutes your car got the Simoniz double bond, the wheel brite brake dust cleaner, the tire shine, UV protectant triple foam polish, and a hot wax and shine treatment.“We never get each other alone like this, and you want to spend our time getting the truck washed?” “Come on,” I said. “No one's in line.” He shook his head, but put the truck in drive again and steered it into the entrance bay. As I looked over at him scanning the instructions on the payment console, my body was already tensing up in anticipation. “Ultimate Supreme Wash Plus,” I said. He grinned at me. “Are you telling me my truck is filthy?” No, I wanted to say, I'm telling you that I am. A minute later, the door to the wash slowly opened and he drove his truck onto the conveyor. The candy-colored lights on the entrance arch blinked, encouraging us to drive forward. Forceful sprays of pre-wash and water hit the undercarriage. As he concentrated on getting the truck in just the right spot on the conveyor, I quietly unbuckled my seat belt. As soon as the door closed behind us, I'd only have eight minutes. A loud buzzer sounded and the lights on the arch glowed red. As the door squealed shut behind us, he put the truck in park and looked over at me. “You're acting very weird.” “Put your seat back,” I said. “All the way back.” The way he looked at me, I knew he was starting to understand. He did as I said. “Now push the steering wheel all the way up.” He did this, too. Then I crawled across the center console and straddled him. I pulled my shirt over my head and leaned into him. Putting my lips on his ear, I whispered, “I'm going to make you feel so good.” I could feel his heart thundering in his chest; between my legs, his cock was already hard. Slipping off him, and onto my knees, I was grateful for the roominess of his F150, and also grateful, for once, for my petite stature. I could feel the reverberations of the undercarriage wash as I knelt there, running my hands up the inside of his thighs. I let my fingers dance ever so lightly over the crotch of his track pants, his hard cock making the fabric taut. He laid his head back on the headrest and I heard him take several deep breaths. I reached up into his waistband and pulled his cock out. I ran my tongue around the tip, licking up the glistening pre-cum. I took him in my mouth, sucking just a little at first, and flicking the tip of my tongue against the underside of the head. I felt his hand in my hair, gently pushing it away from my face so he could watch me as I sucked him. I leaned forward and took more of him in my warm mouth, working my way down his shaft until I had taken his entire length and I could feel him at the back of my throat. I pulled back a little and let my tongue run along the throbbing vein that ran the length of his cock. His groan turned me on so much that I could feel my pussy start to pulse. “Look at me as you work that cock,” he whispered. I lifted my eyes to his face with his cock in my mouth. The way he looked down at me made me so hot that I reached down under my skirt and ran my fingers over my pussy. They came away wet. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and moved my mouth up and down his length, increasing my suction and letting my tongue swirl against the underside of his shaft. At the same time, with my other hand, I put my finger deep into my pussy and used my thumb to rub my clit. The sounds he made as I pleasured him were such a turn-on. I was so wet I couldn't even finger-fuck myself properly. Suddenly, the windows went opaque with cream-colored cleanser and I saw we were headed for the rolling brushes. Six minutes left. I climbed back onto him, but was surprised when he reached down and pressed the button to recline the seat flat. As it went horizontal, he edged himself away from under me and pointed to the seat. “Lie down and scoot up. It's my turn. I want to eat that little pussy right now.” This wasn't part of the plan. This was going to be me pleasuring him for the length of time it took to get a car washed. And besides, I didn't think we had time for this detour, considering the different ways I wanted to fuck him before the car wash was over. But the way he looked at me, I didn't waste a moment scrambling up the seat so that I could rest my elbows on the back seat. He pushed my skirt above my hips and lifted me so that my knees were on his shoulders. Then he edged my thighs open with his head. The moment his lips touched my pussy, I had to stop myself from grinding myself into his face. As the rollers rocked the car back and forth, he ran his tongue first down one side of my clit, then down the other. Then he let it run gently over the top and I felt like I was going to come right then. Being inside a private, enclosed space, with the roar of car wash implements in the background, stripped away my inhibitions, and instead of biting back my sounds of pleasure, I let them come. “I love the way you sound when you're getting fucked,” he said. “Put your fingers in me,” I said breathlessly. “Fuck me with your fingers as you eat me out.” He immediately put a finger in me, but it wasn't enough–I needed more. He pulled out and worked two in. That was better. He leaned back into me and bathed my clit with his tongue as he thrust his fingers in and out. I opened my legs wider and wider until I had one foot on the driver's side window and the other on the dashboard. He looked so good between my thighs. I moved against his fingers, my pussy gripping them tight. “That is so fucking good,” I panted. The car lurched forward and was doused in an enormous splash of water, sending the creamy foam streaming down the windows. I realized we were now in the UV foam wash. We had four minutes left. He drew back and wiped his mouth with a handful of fabric from my skirt, and laughed. “You are dripping.” I pulled his head to mine. “I want you in my pussy right now.” He grinned at me and ran his tongue over the edge of his front teeth in that way that drove me insane and I felt myself on the edge of losing control. “Then I want that bra off,” he said. I've never taken a bra off so fast. His hot tongue was on my nipple in a second, and I could feel the stimulation as keenly as if he'd been licking my clit. I groaned and opened my legs wide again, raising my hips to meet his hard cock. “Please fuck me now.” He guided himself into my tight cunt slowly at first and he felt so good that I tried to pull him in the rest of the way, but he pinned my arm against the seat and tortured me by making me take him inch by inch. With my free arm, I reached down for my clit. “I am going to come so hard on your cock, daddy.” He gave me that sexy grin again. “Oh, are you going to come on my cock?” “Yes, Daddy.” He pushed himself deeper into me, and a look of pure pleasure crossed his face. “Oh my god,” he groaned. The soap rained down the sides of the window as the car was jostled by the foam brushes. He pulled back a little so he could watch his thick cock moving in and out of my pussy. I kept playing with myself as he fucked me. “That's right, rub that clit while I fuck your tight little pussy.” He released my arm and pushed my right leg up so that it was on his shoulder. “Can I fuck you harder?” “Daddy, you can do anything you want to this pussy.” He started pounding me so hard I couldn't tell if the truck was rocking from the foam brushes or from us. Water flowed down the windows again as the conveyor moved the truck forward, and I saw, for the first time, a security camera trained on the belt. I don't know why I hadn't even considered this possibility–I seized up a little, and he noticed. “What's wrong?” I pointed to the camera, and he wrenched around to look at it. “What if someone's watching us right now?“He ran his hand over my breasts and tweaked my nipple. “You mean, what if the night clerk is in the back room, watching us on the security feed right now?” I nodded. He started fucking me again, this time with slow, deep, long strokes. “If he's watching you get your pussy pounded like this,” he whispered in my ear, “then he's stroking his cock.” The idea of another man jerking himself off as he watched me get fucked was such a turn-on–I pictured him standing in front of the closed-circuit TV, spitting in his hand, and then jerking off his stiff cock as he watched another man get his cock off in my pussy. “That's so hot,” I whispered. “You like that, baby?” he growled, speeding up his thrusts. “Yeah, I know you want him to get himself off watching you get fucked so good.” This idea was so intensely hot that my orgasm crept up on me without warning. It bore down on me like a freight train; there was no way to stop it. I imagined the night clerk groaning as he stroked, watching me get fucked, then imagined his roar of pleasure as the cum exploded from his cock and streamed over his hand. My orgasm sent my body into a convulsion. “Fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming so fucking hard, oh my god, don't stop!” I clamped down on his hips with my thighs and my pussy throbbed. I threw my head back and cried out so loud that I was sure I could be heard over at the gas station. “God, I'm about to fill you up,” he said, as the truck lurched forward again, into the last segment of the wash, the hot wax. Though I was still swimming in the waves of pleasure from my orgasm, I put both hands on his chest and pushed him off me. We only had two minutes left. He looked down at me, confused. “What are you doing?” I pulled my legs up and flipped over so that I was lying on the inclined seat face-down. “I want you to finish in my ass.” I heard his sharp intake of breath behind me. He gently ran his hands across my buttocks. “Are you sure?” I looked over my shoulder at him, biting my lower lip. “What are you waiting for?” He fingered my pussy and used my post-orgasm wetness to lubricate my asshole, then pushed his cock back up my cunt to get it wet. As I watched the hot wax droplets sprinkle onto the rear windshield, he used his hand to push on the small of my back so my ass was raised up. I reached behind me and pulled my cheeks open so he could push the head of his cock inside me. He went slowly, pushing against the resistance, and for a moment, I couldn't imagine there was any way he could get his big cock inside that tiny hole. He reached underneath me and hooked his finger in my pussy while, with his other hand, he continued to thread his cock into my ass. I gasped as I began opening up to accommodate him–a strange sensation, edged with pain. I knew beyond it was an entirely different kind of pleasure, the kind that was impossible to put into words, but he had to push himself entirely inside my ass to get me there. He continued lubricating his shaft with my juices, easing his way into me. “Holy shit,” he groaned. I rocked my hips against him to take him those last couple inches, and finally I felt his body against my ass. He was balls-deep and slowly started working his cock in and out of my tight hole. He pushed my head down and tangled his fingers in my hair. “Beg for it,” he whispered. “Tell me how bad you need to get your ass fucked.” I clenched against his cock, barely able to speak. He pulled my hair harder. “Beg for it.” “Oh, daddy, I fucking need that cock in my ass.” He reached around beneath me and found my clit. He flicked it rhythmically in just the right place, faster and faster as he fucked me. The sensation was so good it was almost unbearable. I ground my hips against him. “Fuck yes,” he growled, “milk that cock.” I felt the truck come to stop on the belt. The air dryers roared on. I knew the door would be opening any moment. There couldn't be more than thirty seconds left before we were exposed to the world again. He took hold of the edge of the seat for leverage, using it to push himself as deep in my ass as he could go. “Right there,” he whispered. “Right…fucking…there. I'm gonna come, I'm gonna fucking come.” Hearing his voice, hoarse with pleasure that I was giving him, sent me careening toward the edge, and before I even understood what was happening, I was coming again, just as he exploded in me. He roared as he filled me up with his cum. I could see the tunnel growing lighter as the door slowly opened, but I could barely move; my legs were quivering. As the hum of the giant dryers ceased, he helped me sit up. The blinking lights of the exit arch lit up his face as he smiled down at me. He started to say something, then just shook his head, and tucked himself back into his track pants. As I pulled my shirt back on and smoothed my skirt, I could feel his cum dripping out of me, but I didn't care. I fell against the window like a rag doll. I was completely used up. He readjusted the driver's side seat and reset the rear-view mirror, which I'd kicked askew. The door was all the way open now, revealing the bays of fuel pumps and illuminated lottery signs. As he steered his truck out of the car wash and past the gas station, I saw a single figure in front of the window, watching us as we drove away. by ClochardCeleste for Literotica

 Leave it to her beaverThe 1950s was a swinging time.Based on a post by mydeepsix. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Forward: People think the 1950s were a prudish, almost Victorian time, the "Leave it to Beaver" era of "Separate single beds for married couples", but that is so untrue. In a well-crafted effort to convince society to embrace the television, Hollywood moguls heavily censored the studios to leave out any hint of sexuality. Networks were hiding sex, and so were communities across the nation. But every town had countless social groups who collaborated in mutual sexual kinks. Here's a tale from my early years.Homecoming.I arrived home from an overnight business trip early one afternoon, just as the lawn boy was peddling away on is bicycle. Bobby, shirtless, young, blonde kid working the summer to pay for next semester at city college. The lawn looked great, I noticed the hedges were freshly trimmed.My wife Maureen was waiting for me, dressed in a housecoat and pink fuzzy slippers. "Welcome Home!" she said, kissing me on the cheek. I turned and kissed her on the mouth, surprising her a little, I think, but kissing her deeply. She hesitated at first, then kissed me back with gusto. I thought I detected a musky scent on her breath, for a moment, but then she reached between us and ran her fingers over my trousers to tug my growing cock, and I quickly forgot about it. "Can't wait until tonight, Mister, so I can welcome you back properly!" she chided me."The lawn looks great!" I said, as she twirled off. "A home maker does what she can; I think Bobby did an especially good job today." She said, with a wicked grin, before disappearing into the kitchen. Then she came back into the living room with an icy martini and handing it to me, saying "Marge from 21st street said that when she gives him a blowjob, he trims her hedges for free." She said, in a feigned serious tone. I smiled. Marge is a famous slut, locally. Married, but lusty. Her retired husband liked to fish, She likes young men.We were married since she was 19. Maureen was the sexiest woman I had ever met. She grew more sensual and beautiful with each passing year. She seldomly ovulates, so we rarely deal with menstruation inconveniences.For a few years we tried having a baby. It was not to be. So for the past 7 years we assumed we couldn't. But on the bright side, we didn't need condoms.I'm well-hung and carry a big sack. Maureen and I loved fucking at least 4 nights a week.  I traveled overnight for business, 2 or 3 days a month. I had weeklong travel events at least twice each year.I was still classy and skilled enough to easily pick up a lady or two, usually married, for the evening's entertainment at the hotel bar wherever I stayed. Married women were eager to have a sexy adventure; then eager to leave once it was over.I never asked Maureen what she did when I was gone, but I'd met enough wives over the years to understand a woman's needs. Our rule was "No strangers are invited back to the house unless we were both home." Home was our sanctuary, period.Younger generations can call this "cheating", but in fact we were both living our best lives, and our marriage was strong.We had a few select friends, couples actually; whom we swapped partners with. Usually on New Years Eve and Independence Day, at least.Which reminded me of the freshly trimmed hedges I'd noticed earlier. I wondered if she was joking, or if she actually sucked Bobby's young cock outside, discretely? I'll have to ask her about that later.It was Friday, early autumn, we had a dinner engagement at the home of Neville Sinclair, a local celebrity. Both Maureen and I volunteered each year for his favorite charity, and this year he generously offered his home (Summer home, actually;) for our annual celebration.We knew him because he sometimes invited us over to meet his latest supermodel date, (showing off), or rising Hollywood starlet he was coaching. The night almost always ended with me screwing the model while he seduced Maureen in another room. He had class and sophistication, and his friendship and business connections were good for my career. My wife knew how to give my career a boost, like a lot of wives then. Maureen liked that he tried so hard to please her, and certainly the full dress dinners and expensive outings were a welcome treat.The Sinclair Home.At the celebration, Marge and I wore tennis whites, hoping to get a game in after the festivities, His house outside of town was enormous, you really didn't see it from the road in its entirety. 12 bedrooms, a pool, dock, solarium, separate parking facilities, the works. Our host had hired caterers, and staff, the party was grand. Almost the whole neighborhood was in attendance. This event was the highlight of the summer."Darn it!, Adam is here!" Maureen said, exasperated.Adam was a nice young man. Tall lanky athlete, he fancied himself a bit of a lady's man. Not even graduated college yet, and he thought he knew everything. And said so, often. The trouble was I saw him at work, we both saw him at church, and he volunteered seemingly just to hang around where he could bump into Maureen. He was everywhere we were. At the volunteer job site, he never missed an opportunity to take off his shirt, and flex when he knew Maureen was nearby. When we were moving building materials, if I picked up two cinder blocks, he'd make a point of getting three of four at a time. If I carried 5 planks of wood, he grabbed 10. I knew Maureen was amused by those antics, and I'm sure she was flattered by this stud performing for her attentions.But, we both got an "Immature" vibe from him, and thought it best not to include him in any of our sexy times. Especially his obnoxious ambition to one-up me, Neither Maureen or I had any interest in playing that game with him. (Hint: If you want to fuck my wife, don't be annoying to me!) Still, he was nothing of not persistent. At the party, She decided to prank him.After the dinner celebration, we did get a few matches in on our host's tennis court. Then wandered around the grounds and house. It was a treat to explore the well-kept grounds. Also, we were trying to ditch the ever-present Adam. It became a game. At one point, I saw Maureen whisper something to slutty old Marge,Then, Maureen said (loud enough for Adam to overhear) "Let's take our drinks up to the rooftop terrace and watch the sunset!" I visibly agreed, and we left down a long hall to the stairway, herding the crowd ahead of us, drinks in hand. At the last turn, Maureen looked behind to see if we'd been followed, then darted into a separate stairway leading down. We both hid just inside and waited until we heard Adam pass by on his way to the roof area and the lusty Marge in waiting. There would be enough people out there to distract him for a little while, at least.Maureen confessed with an evil grin; "I told Marge that Adam was looking for her."I chuckled at the thought. She would certainly tie him up for as long as she could. Poor Adam!Gameroom.We crept down the stairs to what we discovered was a party room. There was a full, stocked bar, pool table, pinball machines, and a jukebox. We left the lights off, but there were neon beer logo signs and the bar was lit from below, so our eyes got used to it pretty quickly, and it was fun to explore. In one corner near the pool table, was an old "Gypsy Fortuneteller" booth. It was essentially a wooden phone booth, except one side had a mirror with an old gypsy looking at a crystal ball, painted on the glass. If you entered from the back, you would tell it was a one-way mirror, and there was a light that when you hit a lever, illuminated your face. The illusion was, from the outside, it looked as if the gypsy had come to life. People would stand outside looking at the mirror, ask the gypsy a question, and the performer would hit the lever and speak. I stepped in, and Maureen (acting innocent) stood in front of the booth, saying "Oh, wise and mysterious gypsy, what is my fortune?" I flickered the lever, the lights illuminated my face and in a low voice with my best gypsy accent, said: "You will have an orgasm soon! In fact, many!"Maureen feigned shock. As I left the booth, my arms surrounded her tight, athletic body and I pulled her close, feeling her firm tits pushing against my chest, and kissing her deeply. I said "I'm so lucky to have you, my love!"She giggled, replying "You said the magic words, look!" and she showed me that she had removed her panties and were waiving them around.Still kissing her, I managed to drop my shorts in record time and pull her legs up over my hips. I walked back, lifting her ass onto the pool table, and in a swift motion my hard cock slid deep inside her tight, wet, cunt, pounding away.In a few short moments, she was moaning quietly and I was pumping her cunt full of my hot semen. She slid off the table and bent down to take my dripping wet cock in her mouth, savoring the fresh taste of our combined sex, it was a great part of our routine.Adam's Entry.Just then we heard footsteps on the stairs and a voice "Maureen?"  It was Adam, he found us! There was no escape!Maureen quickly picked up my shorts and her panties, pushing them into my hands and pushing me toward the gypsy booth. In a moment, I was secreted inside, but naked from the waist down still semi-hard too. Maureen grinned slyly at me, putting a finger against her lips "Shush" she mouthed, winking at me. What was that sly minx up to?"Adam, I'm here" Maureen said, demurely. Leaning up against the pool table, and striking a sexy pose. "Leave the lights out, we don't want to attract attention" she said, slyly sneaking me a wink.Adam looked around as his eyes adjusted to the low light, but Maureen put her hand on the side of his face, caressing his cheek. Adam looked like a deer who just spotted a wolf, his eyes wide. "Do you want to kiss me, Adam?" Maureen said, innocently.‘How devious' I thought, a great prank! He'd get a mouthful of my cock musk and cum from her lips, that would be funny!"Not waiting for an answer, Maureen pulled his head down to her lips. I never noticed how tall he was, maybe six two? But he bent over and kissed her. I thought I detected Adam start to pull away, perhaps realizing what her mouth tasted of, but Maureen grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him closer, kissing him passionately. It didn't take Adam too long to get over his surprise and he pulled Maureen in close, running his meaty hands over her back and touching the sides of her tits.I watched, fascinated, as she ran her hands over his muscled body as well, slowly and erotically touching him and getting him hot. This was too funny! I was afraid Adam might hear me chuckling, so I gritted my teeth. Any minute now he'd realize he'd been set up, and bolt home! She was good!But, to my surprise, the kiss when on, and Maureen let him slip his tongue into her mouth. I could see her chest heaving, and I knew she was allowing herself to become aroused. I thought to step out and stop things, but hesitated. Not sure why, but watching her with a lusty young man, maybe his first time with a woman, was oddly erotic, and I felt my own arousal growing.Adam Cleans my spunk.She pushed him back for a moment, and asked "Do you know how to eat a cunt, Adam?" I almost choked, stifling a laugh. Adam, looked worried for a second, I'm not sure he'd ever seen a cunt! But he nodded.Maureen said "Put my legs over your strong shoulders!" She leaned back on the pool table, lifting her tennis skirt, and showing him she was not wearing panties."Lick my hot cunt Adam;” Maureen pleaded. Adam hesitated."I'm so wet for you, see?" She said, pleading, and spreading her legs, lustfully.Oh, My god! She was going to get him to lick my fresh cum load out of her cunt! I was shocked, this was a devilish trick indeed! That would teach him not to lust after a married woman!Adam clumsily lifted her legs and Maureen locked her knees around his shoulders. Adam moved his face tentatively into Maureen's cooch and started licking, tentatively. Amateurishly. I thought she'd push him away and reveal the joke to him, at any moment, humiliating him and sending his on his way;  but she didn't, in fact she seem to encourage him. Maureen gasped and visibly shuddered at his efforts. He was a trouper, no doubt now, and his tongue continued to lap and his lips kiss at her cunt."Oh, lick my wet cunt! Please, harder!" Maureen cried out. She looked up at Adam whose busy tongue was pleasing her. He raised her legs higher and pulled them apart, exposing her wet, hairy slit. I don't know if he had any idea he was licking up her husband's fresh cum, but he was undeterred, and when at it with gusto. Young guys will do crazy things for cunt, that is for certain."Ah; oh yes!" Maureen cried out as Adam's tongue licked across her vulva. He flicked his tongue lightly against her clitoris before diving back in, deeply.Maureen moved one hand down to open up her cunt for Adam, pushing his head in with the other. I could see her pulling her cunt lips aside and letting the cream flow out.Adam tongued her clit and then fastened his mouth on it, sucking hard and pushing in deeply with his tongue."Oh; God! Yes! Oh Adam!" Maureen cried out as her cunt was overwhelmed with sensation. "Oh; what are you doing? It's fabulous; Oh, ah; Adam don't stop; keep doing that;” Maureen was rapidly losing control of the situation. What started out as a prank, was evolving into my wife enjoying, and even reaching orgasm from this hapless young suitor.Adam pushed a finger into her already sensitive hole and curled it upward, exposing her little button clit.Maureen quivered in sensual shock as his finger found her sensitive g spot. He finger fucked her as he continued to suck and tongue her clit and cunt.Encouraged by her cries of pleasure, Adam was relentless in stimulating her g spot, licking her wet cunt, lapping both our combined cream like a hungry wolf.Her entire body writhed and squirmed uncontrollably, she squealed and panted hard, her cunt must have positively tingled. By her response the feeling must have been intense."Oh god, I'm gonna cum;  Don't stop! Don't take your finger out, Adam! She cried out. "Adam! It's so intense, Oh god, oh fuck; oh!"Adam didn't stop his fingering and licking.Maureen arched her back as she drove her cunt urgently into Adam's face, as if trying to clamped down on Adam's finger and pull in deeper into her cunt. As her orgasm hit her, She lost all control."Ah; Ah; ah! Argh oh Fuck" Maureen's hips quivered and her thighs clenched his head, her body trembled spasmodically and then she stiffened, cried out, then went limp. Adam withdrew his fingers and wiped his mouth on the back if his arm."Did you really cum?" he asked her, boyishly.She eyed him, incredulously. "God; Yes!; that was amazing;  " She said, softly, panting. Holding onto him, legs still shaking, she said "So hard", as if admitting it to herself.She looked up at him with wide eyes, perhaps re-evaluating him in new light. "Oh wow! It was so good;” Maureen whispered, her voice exposing the surprise she felt, still trembling from the body-shaking orgasm. She looked at Adam's tented out pants. Maureen ran her hand along the length of his hardness, it's apparent remarkable size, still confined in his baggy shorts, but just barely.Maureen's Show Tryst.She glanced over at me, still hidden in the booth, but any thought I had of pranks or laughing, long gone. She tugged at his belt. I silently gasped."Can I return the favor? Please?" Maureen asked softly, almost demurely.She glanced at me, and I realized she was actually asking me, but Adam took it as his green light and pulled his own shirt off. Maureen put her hands on his young, chiseled chest, pinching a nipple playfully.Adam dropped his pants like they were on fire. I was just about to jump out and stop him, when I saw Maureen pull her tennis dress over her shoulders and then tossing it away, roughly tearing her bra off in the same motion. Then nude, she urgently pulled his stiff cock into her waiting cunt. It all happened so fast, I hardly noticed that Adam was completely nude as well. I froze and watched, fascinated. When we swapped partners in the past, we never played in the same room. I'd never seen her so passionate, so in erotic heat, from this vantage point before. It was remarkable. I became very aware that my cock was rock hard, and dripping precum all over the booth. My head was spinning.Adam slid in to Maureen roughly, wet as she was she still gasped as she accommodated his size. She was so beautiful, so wild. Both of their fit bodies glistening with sweat and glowing from the soft neon bar lights, his urgent thrusts and her desperate, sensual writhing and soft little cries of encouragement, was incredibly erotic to experience. I lost all sense of time, a voyeur, watching my beautiful sexy wife perform for me, in the most intimate and exotic way possible, breaking taboos and with secret glances, daring me to follow her down this rabbit hole, to be a witness to her unbridled lust.Adam slammed into her with no hesitation, months of his pent up desire being realized at this moment. Maureen's big tits shaking and jiggling with each desperate thrust. I think she was approaching another orgasm, when Adam's muscular body stiffened, then pumped his pulsing cock into my wife with raw animal passion, over and over again, filling her wanton cunt with his young seed, before finally going limp. I looked down, my own cock was spurting hot jizz in powerful jets, all over the inside of the booth; I'd cum without ever touching my cock.Adam fell backwards, his chest heaving, his wet cock clipping out of her cunt, but still mostly hard and dripping. He used his hand to balanced himself on the pool table, watching as Maureen lay there, shivering in the afterglow.Adam Gets Put In His Place.After partially catching his breath, He leaned over to her and asked "Was that better than your husband fucks you?"Maureen, even though panting herself, looked genuinely amused by that question, and raising herself up on her elbows, replied "Oh, Adam, of course not.” She gave him a patronizing smile, patted his head and added; “It was a fun romp, but you have so much to learn about women!"Adam looked like he'd just struck out at the world series, and hung his head. I fell in love with her, all over again.Maureen reached over for a nearby bar towel and cleaned up her nethers. Then she knelt to tenderly whip off Adam's long, slender shlong, and after kissing and licking the purple head of his still hard cock, gently cleaned him off, then tried to sop up the continuing puddle dripping from her wet, fucked cunt and tight ass.Maureen said "You've got a lot going for you. A little more practice and I'm sure you'll do fine! And never, ever, compare yourself to my husband. Never ever mention this fling to anyone. If you do these things properly, We might have another event, together. If you violate my trust, I will violate your reputation. Cappeesh?" she winked to him and smiled.Adam dressed quickly, almost as if embarrassed by his own awkward attempt to impress her, he looked up at Maureen for a second, said "Um, Thanks." and quickly dressing, hurried up the stairs.Once he was gone, I exited the booth and hurried over to Maureen and helped her off the pool table, noticing it was soaked and stained. (Neviille would get a kick out of that, when we told him how it happened, I thought). She clung to me, weakly, and said "Well, that was, energetic!" Snapping out of my trance, I kissed her deeply and said, quite honestly "That was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, you are incredible! I love you so much!"We hurried to dress but were both such a mess, we plotted to sneak out unseen and escape to our car.

If you've ever dreamed of having your products in stores but are hesitant to dip your toes into retail because of high overhead, lower wholesale margins, or lack of retail experience, Elizabeth Solomeina has a solution. In episode 116, Elizabeth shares her refreshingly different approach to retail. Her multi-city retail space and press showroom, Flying Solo, is designed just for independent designers to grow their brands and community. It is a collaborative retail space where designers get to control how their collection is presented, get feedback directly from customers, and make higher margins without the traditionally long wholesale lead times. Elizabeth Solomeina is the co-founder of Flying Solo, a revolutionary fashion retail and PR platform based in New York and Paris. With a background in design and entrepreneurship, Elizabeth has built one of the most influential independent fashion platforms in the world — supporting thousands of emerging brands over the years and redefining how fashion reaches the market. This episode explores: Fitting the customer Who the Flying Solo customer is How Flying Solo presents diverse designers, collections, fits, and sizing cohesively to customers The future of retail amidst today's gloomy retail headlines Fitting the lifestyle What Elizabeth and her team look in the designer they stock How brands can best prepare for a successful retail experience How creatives can thrive by working together How Flying Solo's retail model gives so much more freedom and flexibility to designers Fitting the values Why Elizabeth believes so strongly in the value of collaboration and community The benefits of creative experimentation for designers People and resources mentioned in this episode: Flying Solo website Flying Solo Instagram Elizabeth's LinkedIn Do you want fashion business tips and resources like this sent straight to your inbox? Sign up for the How Fitting newsletter to receive new podcast episodes plus daily content on creating fashion that fits your customer, lifestyle, and values.

Disability Series, #4 of 4. The Tuskegee Syphilis Study was an ethically problematic, to say the least, medical research project conducted in Alabama. Officially titled “The Effects of Untreated Syphilis in the Negro Male,” this government-sponsored research project was conducted by the United States Public Health Service in Macon County, Alabama, between 1932 and 1972. For four decades, researchers observed the progression of untreated syphilis in approximately 399 African American men without their informed consent. Many of the men thought they were being treated for “bad blood,” which had a variety of connotations. They were not aware that they were being actively blocked from receiving effective treatment, even after penicillin became the recognized standard of care for syphilis in the 1940s. Rather than viewing the study as an isolated event, we'll see how the Tuskegee study fits into a broader framework of American medical and disability history and racial discrimination.  Select Bibliography Jones, James H. Bad Blood: The Tuskegee Syphilis Experiment. (Simon and Schuster, 1993).  Lederer, Susan. “Experimentation on Human Beings.” OAH Magazine of History, Vol. 19, No. 5, Medicine and History (Sep., 2005), pp. 20-22. Reverby,  Susan Mokotoff. Examining Tuskegee: The Infamous Syphilis Study and Its Legacy. (University of North Carolina Press, 2009).  Sharma, Alankaar. “Diseased Race, Racialized Disease: The Story of the Negro Project of American Social Hygiene Association Against the Backdrop of the Tuskegee Syphilis Experiment.” Journal of African American Studies, Vol. 14, No. 2 (June 2010), pp. 247-262.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

EP52 features a discussion between Dr E and clinical psychologist, Dr. Ali Mattu, on the connection between misophonia - a disorder where certain sounds trigger emotional and physiological responses - and Selective Mutism.In this episode, Dr. E and Dr. Ali discuss what misophonia is, it's connection to general anxiety disorder, strategies and tools to spot it in your children and treat it and more.--Chapters: (3:51) Understanding Misophonia(11:14) Misophonia's connection to general anxiety disorder(19:06) How parents can spot Misophonia in their children(28:25) Strategies & tools for managing Misophonia(39:36) Experimentation and advocacy are the keys to overcoming Misophonia- Ask Dr. E a question of your own! Learn more about the host, Dr. Elisa Shipon-Blum Explore our SMart Center success stories! Get started at the SMart Center Listen to other Unspoken Words episodes here. For the best clips from every episode, follow the podcast on Instagram & YouTube Learn more about CommuniCamp, our 3+ day intensive group treatment and ALL DAY parent training & support program- For all podcast inquiries, please contact Dakota Hornak at ⁠dhornak@selectivemutismcenter.org⁠ This podcast was produced and promoted by New Edition Consulting (neweditionconsulting.com)

Get 20% off Beehiiv for 3 months with my link: https://beehiiv.com?via=chris-koerner-BH-COLLABI sat down with Tyler Denk (@denk_tweets), cofounder and CEO of Beehiiv, to talk about the biggest opportunities to make money with newsletters right now. Tyler shared how small niche newsletters are making serious revenue by focusing on community and creative monetization like design cohorts, recruiting, and smart sponsorships. We talked about growth strategies like Beehiiv Boost, co-registration, and why acquiring the right subscribers matters more than just getting them cheap. We ended with a killer idea: turning a corporate email list into a media business that brings in sponsorship revenue.You can subscribe to Tyler's newsletter Big Desk Energy at mail.bigdeskenergy.com, and check out his Spotify playlist of the same name if you're into deep focus work sessions.---Watch this on YouTube instead here: tkopod.co/p-ytAsk me a question on or off the show here: http://tkopod.co/p-askLearn more about me: http://tkopod.co/p-cjkLearn about my company: http://tkopod.co/p-cofFollow me on Twitter here: http://tkopod.co/p-xFree weekly business ideas newsletter: http://tkopod.co/p-nlShare this podcast: http://tkopod.co/p-allScrape small business data: http://tkopod.co/p-os---00:00 The Gold Mine of Email Lists02:58 Monetizing Newsletters: Strategies and Insights06:13 The Power of Local Newsletters09:04 Building a Community Through Content11:53 Experimentation and Growth Strategies15:06 The Future of Local Newsletters17:54 Creating Value Beyond Sales21:10 Referral Programs: The 80/20 Rule23:58 Transforming Email Lists into Revenue Streams

As more companies begin to adopt AI into their workforce and day-to-day processes, it will be interesting to watch how their learning curve  is spread across knowledge workers. SHOW: 920SHOW TRANSCRIPT: The Cloudcast #920 TranscriptSHOW VIDEO: https://youtube.com/@TheCloudcastNET CLOUD NEWS OF THE WEEK: http://bit.ly/cloudcast-cnotwCHECK OUT OUR NEW PODCAST: "CLOUDCAST BASICS"SHOW SPONSORS:Cut Enterprise IT Support Costs by 30-50% with US CloudSHOW NOTES:AI Horseless Carriages (AI user-experiences)HOW WILL WE VIEW AN AI AGENT IN THE CONTEXT OF HUMANS OR “USERS”The low-hanging fruit, simple on-ramp is the key to early AI adoption Google and Microsoft are already showing revenue increases, likely through the productivity apps bundlingExpect prices to increase slowly, but frequently as adoption happens and companies get used to the knowledge worker productivity increases (or expectations)Curious how knowledge workers are adopting, sharing, increasing their learning curveSharing still seems to be lacking within the AI tools. Not just sharing of an individual task, but sharing of learning curves, best practices, datasetsIs there a dataset collection opportunity? This feels like Big Data or Data Lake 5.0. FEEDBACK?Email: show at the cloudcast dot netTwitter/X: @cloudcastpodBlueSky: @cloudcastpod.bsky.socialInstagram: @cloudcastpodTikTok: @cloudcastpod

How far is too far?In 3 parts, based on a post by ret 123. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Sylvia's party game was getting steamier than anyone had imagined. It was fantasy baseball in a new definition, and involved stripping, drinking, or sexual interactions. By now most of us were naked or nearly so. The girls were wasted and could not tolerate another drink.To make things more dramatic, the girls offered a wager of $100 each, that the guys would not last.Now another homerun was hit; this time by the Girls' Oakland team. But this required the same coitus regardless of whose team hit the ball. Most of the girls having reached their limit of alcohol, the girls drew names each hoping to negotiate something with the guy whose name she had selected. Donna picked the name of my buddy, Ronny, who was infatuated with her. Diane picked my former roommate, Mark, who was completely wasted. The beautiful, blonde, Angie, picked my name. Sylvia picked my black friend, Tyrone.The room was tense as everyone was waiting to see what the girls would do. Sylvia quickly made a decision. She walked up to Tyrone, gently grabbed the middle of his big cock and led him by the cock to the back bedroom. Everyone hooted and yelled as she took him to the back.Ronny looked so excited I thought he might explode. I assumed that Donna would drink a beer. However, Ronny looked between me and Donna trying to figure out a way to have sex with my gorgeous girlfriend without making me mad. Finally, he said to Donna, "Donna, what if we agreed that I would just feel you up instead of going all of the way?"Donna smiled and turned to look at me, with her back leaning on Ronny's chest. Donna seemed relieved. I looked in her bright blue eyes and said, "It is up to you, baby. I told you that you could play." What the hell is wrong with me!Donna quickly agreed to Ronny's proposal and offered him her naked body. Ronny looked like he had died and gone to heaven. His hands immediately wrapped her from behind  & grabbed both of Donna's big knockers while Donna smiled and looked at me.Angie now approached me. At first, I assumed that a nice girl like Angie would drink. But, she walked up to me, grabbed my hand and started walking toward the bedroom door. I couldn't believe that good-looking Angie wanted to take me to the back and fuck me. Before this party, Angie had a good reputation and was generally thought of as a girl who was either a somewhat prude or a tease. This would have been really hot except I knew Donna was a little jealous of Angie and I didn't want to do anything to upset my girlfriend.I looked at Donna for some guidance. I could always drink a beer to avoid sex with Angie. I was already imagining the shit I was going to get from my friends if I passed up sex with this beautiful blonde. Angie flipped her long blonde hair behind her so that her nice, firm tits were easier for me to see. I wasn't sure what Donna wanted me to do, so I stalled for time by saying to Angie I was willing to negotiate.Angie looked a little surprised that a guy would want to negotiate when she was offering to fuck him. However, she smiled at me and said, "I will get on my knees right here and give you oral sex."I gulped and looked at Donna thinking that she would tell me to drink. Instead, as Ronny fondled both of her tits, she seemed to be absorbed in the process of letting my friend feel her up in public and said, "I told you that you could play, baby."I couldn't believe my luck. My cock was already hard from watching my naked girlfriend get felt up. Now, Angie was dropping to her knees in front of me and started kissing my balls. She looked so sexy. I lusted after Angie for a couple of years before Donna came to campus.I was worried that Donna was still going to get mad at me if I showed too much interest in Angie. Donna was staring at me as she was felt up. Donna's tits were shaking and swaying as Ronny tried to feel every inch of them. I looked at Donna as Angie started licking and kissing the shaft of my cock. I tried my best to focus on and look at Donna, as Angie slid her soft lips over the head of my cock. Soon, Angie was sucking away on my cock. I couldn't believe a nice girl like Angie would suck my cock in front of a crowd. Apparently, the crowd couldn't believe it either because they let loose a long sustained roar.It is hard to believe, but I tried my best to look as if I was not too excited about a girl who looked like a swimsuit model sucking my cock with a crowd of people watching and cheering her on. I tried not to hump her gorgeous face and I tried my best to only look at Donna. Of course, seeing my voluptuous girl being felt up made my cock hard too. I was desperately trying to avoid cumming in Angie's mouth even though she was on her knees doing what I had dreamed of for several years. I somehow managed to hang on until someone called time. Angie, kissed my cock and slowly stood up. She gave me a quick kiss and returned to her teammates.Donna looked extremely horny, but did not seem to be upset with me at all. I was relieved. Her attitude had changed as she got more and more horny, and drunk.I didn't get to watch very much of it, but Diane had offered to let Mark play with her big jugs to avoid having to drink another beer. Mark agreed. He spent some time rubbing Diane's tits. However, a good deal of the time, he put his hands under her heavy tits and flopped them up and down . Diane was completely embarrassed to have her naked tits flopped around in front of a big crowd. She tried to make him stop, but Mark was drunk and thought it was hilarious that Diane was so embarrassed. Finally, she gave up and let him flop her tits around.Sylvia and Tyrone were called out of the bedroom. Sylvia looked disheveled. She also looked a little stunned. I wondered if Sylvia had ever had a cock like Tyrone's before. Tyrone was smiling and laughing. Judging from the size and hardness of his huge black cock, it did not appear that Sylvia was able to make him cum in two minutes. From what I knew about Sylvia, it was not for lack of trying.I saw Sylvia and Diane speak briefly to each other. Then, they called for Donna to join them. They then had what appeared to be a serious conversation or at least as serious a conversation as three young girls can have while standing naked(or almost naked) in a crowded drunken room. Donna looked worried as Sylvia and Diane spoke to her. Several times, she glanced at me as her friend and sister spoke to her.The Commissioner started the video again. After a couple more outs, Kansas City came up to bat again. The Kansas City batter hit a ball so hard, it looked like it might completely leave the ballpark. The guys were all cheering again.Usually, when our team scored, the girls sort of flailed around for a few minutes trying to decide what to do. This time was different. Diane came straight to me with her big jugs swaying, grabbed my hand and headed to the bedroom. I looked at Donna to see what she wanted me to do. She saw me look at her and shouted that she said I could play. I was secretly pretty excited to go to the bedroom with my girlfriend's busty, religious sister.In the bedroom, Diane closed the door and suggested that I lie down on the bed. I laid on the bed on my back with my cock pointing straight up at the ceiling. Diane then straddled my body on the bed. I thought for a moment that the devout girl was going to fuck me. However, what she did was lift her huge watermelon size tits and squeezed them around my hard cock. It felt really good, but looked even better. Her hands couldn't really control her knockers so they were flopping all around my cock. Then, she started titty fucking my cock by pumping it up and down with her big tits. I loved it.As I watched her titty fucking me, I lost my head and said, "Your sister always sucks my cock while she does that."She looked at me and said, "I have never tried that with a man." She looked at the sky for a moment and said, "Lord forgive me." She then looked at me and said, "I will do it with my mouth if you promise not to tell anyone and promise not ejaculate in my mouth."I moaned, "Okay, I will not tell anyone and I will do my best not to cum in your mouth."She seemed to accept this answer and said only, "This is so embarrassing."About that time, a huge roar came from the other room. I remember thinking that something really hot must have been happening. She then repositioned her huge melons around my cock and put the head of my cock in her mouth. Diane then started sucking away on my cock. While admiring her huge rack for about a year, it never occurred to me that she would suck cock. She seemed like such a prude. I was overwhelmed that my cock was now in her religious mouth. Soon she was pumping away on my cock with both her tits and her mouth. She was still wearing her glasses as she bobbed up and down on my hard cock. I thought sure I was going to cum in Diane's mouth, but the thought that Donna might get upset with me made me resist. Before too long, someone called time. I moaned a little when Diane's mouth and big knockers came off of my cock.She said as we got up from the bed, "I thought you were going to ejaculate."When I replied, "Me too!" she playfully hit my arm and reminded me that I had promised not to cum in her mouth.She also said, "I am glad my first time was with you. Thank you."I replied, "No, thank you. You were really good especially for your first time."I hoped she didn't tell her sister what we did.We left the bedroom and returned to our teams. Donna was standing talking to the other girls with her tits shaking like a bowl of Jello. She didn't seem to notice the jiggling.Sylvia restarted the video of the baseball game and Oakland's manager apparently conceded defeat because he replaced his pitcher with a reserve infielder. Without a pitcher on the mound, Kansas City would be able to easily get more hits and home runs.A moan went up from the girls' team. Another home run soon followed.I watched to see if Donna would take a drink, but before she had a chance to decide, Sylvia came over to me, grabbed my hand and headed to the bedroom. I looked at Donna, but she wasn't looking.Sylvia didn't have the tits of Diane and Donna, but she had a sexy slender body that was hot and nice tits if you aren't comparing them to the Kelly sisters.Sylvia closed the bedroom door and we headed for the bed.I said, "What do you want to do, Sylvia?"She sort of rolled her eyes and said, "I want you to fuck me."I am pretty sure that I had never heard a girl say anything like that before. My cock immediately got hard.Sylvia lay down on the bed and spread her legs. I was worried that Donna would find out that I fucked Sylvia and that her sister had sucked my cock. I hesitated a moment and then the temptation of a sexy hot girl wanting to be fucked was too much for me. I jumped on the bed and kissed Sylvia. I always kissed Donna as we had sex and did it out of habit. I could tell the kiss surprised Sylvia, but she went along with it and even stuck her tongue in my mouth. However, after a fairly long kiss while I squeezed one of her firm tits, she said, "Why don't you fuck me? We don't have long."I reached down and inserted my hard cock in her cunt. She was soaking wet. I then remembered that she had probably fucked Tyrone with his gigantic cock earlier. As my cock slowly entered her, she said, "Oh yeah. That feels so, so good. Tyrone nearly split me in half. I think he needs to find a bigger woman."I didn't really like the reminder about how many cocks Sylvia had taken, but it felt really good. I started thinking that I might cum in Sylvia. She moaned and groaned with every thrust. Her slender athletic body was built for fucking.As I fucked Sylvia, I heard another loud roar from the crowd in the other room. This seemed louder than any of the earlier roars. I wondered what I was missing, but I didn't give it too much thought since my cock was in a hot nasty girl.I wasn't sure if she was faking, but it soon seemed like Sylvia was about to orgasm. She certainly sounded like it. I was thinking that I was about to cum, too, when someone called time.Sylvia pulled me into her one last time and sort of moaned again.As we got out of bed, I thanked her and said, "You know, I don't think we should tell Donna what we did back here"Sylvia smiled and said, "Okay, if you think it will be a problem."We returned to the main room and rejoined our teams. My eyes immediately went to Donna's tits. They were beautiful and jiggling. She was talking to her teammates and seemed very happy. In fact, the girl's team all seemed to be more upbeat than they had been a half hour before. I thought that maybe one of my teammates might be about to pass out or cum giving their team the win. I knew that neither possibility was far-fetched.Sylvia started the video and as you might expect with an infielder pitching, Kansas City hit another home run. The girls didn't seem as upset about it as I would have expected. Once again, before I could figure out if Donna was going to drink or negotiate with one of the guys, Diane came over to me, took my hand and led me into the bedroom. Her heavy jugs bounced as she walked even though she was still trying to cover them with her hands. It was a hopeless attempt. About all she could do was cover her nipples.I didn't want Donna to know, but I was looking forward to seeing Diane's big udders again. I assumed that she was going to titty fuck me and suck my cock again. She seemed to like it the last time she took me to the bedroom.As we were closing the door, lovely Angie came into the bedroom, too, with my buddy, Mark. Angie looked at Diane and said, "Would it be okay if we share the bed?"Diane said, "Oh, my lord, how embarrassing!"Angie replied, "I know! But, I don't know anywhere else to go. Do you think we can share the bed? You know I won't tell anyone."Diane had a rather sick look on her face and said, "I can't believe I am going to do this."Mark looked at me, started laughing and gave me a high five. As roommates in the jock dorm, we had had sex with women in the same room before, but they were nothing compared to babes like Angie and Diane.The four of us crawled onto the double bed. Mark  I were on our backs and the girls were in charge. Mark kept saying to Angie that he had waited a long time for this. Mark had lusted after Angie for a couple of years. Only some steady girlfriends had kept him from making a serious run at dating Angie.Diane kissed me as I grabbed one of her massive tits. Her nipples were both stiff and she was obviously very horny. This was surprising coming from a religious girl who everyone thought was a prude. I had been around her a lot while dating her sister and I was sure that she was a prude. Clearly, everyone was wrong.I got on my back and assumed she would titty fuck me again. I was thinking that I would cum in her mouth this time if she had time to make me cum. Instead, she straddled me, grabbed my cock and slowly inserted it in her soaking wet cunt. I couldn't believe it!At first, as my tip entered her, she was laying against my chest. I pushed her up a little and said, "Let me see your lovely tits."As she glanced at Mark and Angie next to us on the bed, Diane said, "Thank you for calling them lovely. Tyrone said the same thing a few minutes ago. I can't tell you how much that encourages me. The juvenile gawking from most guys just embarrasses me. Oh, my God! I may die of humiliation."She sat up so that I (and Mark) could see her massive udders. They bounced like only heavy, natural tits can bounce with each thrust. I couldn't take my eyes off of her big, heavy, nasty looking jugs. She soon seemed to get used to showing her bare tits bouncing. However, she became embarrassed again as Mark said several times, "Look at the size of those tits!"Mark even reached over and pinched one of Diane's stiff nipples. She blushed and covered her giant tits as Mark laughed. He loved to embarrass poor Diane.“Mark! Stop it or I'll kick you out!” I saidDiane was close to being as hot as my girlfriend, Donna. Donna was a 9 or 10 who would stop conversations in restaurants just by walking to our table. Diane was rather plain with cat eye glasses and conservative clothes. Maybe a 6 or 7, but some fashion intervention could move the meter to an 8. I couldn't help but stare at her massive tits every time she was around. I couldn't wait to see her knockers heave as I fucked her.As I started to fuck Diane, she winced as I felt her cunt impale me deeply. Was this her cherry popping? Just then the loudest cheer yet went up from the crowd in the living room. I looked to make sure the door was closed and continued to give Diane my hard cock. I grabbed both of her giant tits as she jiggled on top of me. I gently stimulated her amazing rigid nipples.With all of my focus on Diane's big tits, I didn't notice what was happening with Mark and Angie. However, after a few moments, Mark said, "Shit! I can't fucking believe this, but I came just a few minutes ago and I can't go again without a little rest." Angie was trying to get Mark stiff. She somehow took it as humiliation that he was limp with her amazing naked body all over him.“You came?” I asked Mark.  How? When? And why didn't you call for a sub?”

Busty girlfriend enjoys a baseball game challenge.In 3 parts, based on a post by ret 123. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Moving beyond the ‘flash & kiss' barrier.First, a little explanation of how I arrived at this spot. My girlfriend, Donna, and I were attending a party hosted by her, her sister Diane, & their friend Sylvia. We were in the middle of a drinking party game called baseball. It involved drinking, stripping and sex based on the events in a baseball game.After a couple of rounds of drinking, the Kansas City batter hit a double off the wall. A double meant that the girls would get felt up if they didn't drink or strip. A couple of girls drank, but most opted to be felt up. This was supposed to be where Donna drew the line and either stripped, drank, or dropped out of the game.Donna drew my friend, Ronny, who was completely enamored with her and had lusted after her since the time we first started dating. Her sister, Diane picked my name.Diane walked up wearing only her bra and panties. Diane's clothes were normally so baggy to fit over her tits that she looked 20 pounds heavier than she did right then. She definitely looked better out of her clothes.She looked at me and said, "This is so embarrassing. I just can't drink another beer right now."I said, "Don't worry about it. Plus, you look great by the way.""Thank you, Joe!" she replied with a smile. "Well, I guess you better start groping me."I stepped behind her back and wrapped both arms around her in a comforting hug, and then grabbed up both of her big tits and started squeezing them while keeping them in the stretch lace bra. They felt really good.She seemed to love being in my arms and not having to look at me. Soon she raised herself high on her tiptoes and grabbed my stiff rod. She pressed her ass cheeks around my naked hard cock. It couldn't have been an accident. Donna's conservative sister was humping my cock, while I rolled her big nipples through the thin lacey bra.As I squeezed her tits from behind, Diane said, "Joe, you can pull my tits out of my bra if you want. I have no dignity left."She continued to hump me with her ass as I pulled the straps off her shoulders then reached into the top of her bra and pulled out one and then both of her tits out of the top of her bra. Her tits felt great and her nipples were hard. My cock was hard as she pressed her ass into it."I know now why Donna likes having sex with you so much. That thing feels so big and hard."Several guys commented on Diane's big naked tits as I felt her up. Diane was clearly excited about the effect she was having on the guys watching. Tyrone was enamored; “Damn, Diane! You're one hot woman!” Diane gushed from all the attention of the starting quarterback.Soon, the 2 minute time limit was up and Diane hoisted her tits back into her bra and thanked me. I was a little bit embarrassed that I had a big erection standing up in front of me as she walked away.I had totally failed to watch my sexy girlfriend get felt up by Ronny. However, I could tell that Ronny was unbelievably excited as Donna smiled at him and walked away while readjusting her bra.Donna gave me a strange, sad look and then walked over to me. She grabbed two beers and told Sylvia that the two of us would drink this next round. She pulled me aside to talk.Big tears started rolling out of Donna's eyes and down her cheeks as she said, "I thought we were playing this game for you to see me act a little slutty in front of our friends. Instead, you are making plans to have sex with Angie and humping my sister while you feel her up in public. I feel sad, completely humiliated and cucked."I tried to hug her and quickly said, "Oh, Donna, I love you. I don't want to do anything to hurt you. I didn't make any plans with Angie."She looked at me and tearfully said, "I heard her tell one of the other girls that you had agreed to have sex with her later and that she should keep it secret from me. I told you she wants to steal you from me! Then, humping my sister in public! I am so embarrassed and ashamed. Everyone must think you want all of these other girls instead of me."I felt like I had acted like an ass. I said, "You have the wrong idea about what happened with Angie. She said those things to me, but I didn't mean to give her the impression that I secretly wanted to have sex with her. I said that I didn't want her to talk to you about having sex with me, but it wasn't to keep it secret from you. She wanted to ask you to let her have sex with me, and I didn't even want the idea discussed! Period! Angie is trying to intimidate you, Donna."I started to say that it was Diane's idea for me to take her tits out of her bra and that Diane was the one humping me. But as I started to speak, I looked at Donna crying and it broke my heart. I knew I shouldn't try to excuse what I had done even though I didn't feel like it was my fault.I said, "I am sorry. I didn't mean to let Diane dry-hump me. It just happened when I grabbed her tits from behind. I hope she is not upset with me. I'm trying to follow your lead, Donna. But you're the only one I desire."Donna looked at me like she wasn't buying any of this and said, "I came here to show off a little for you, baby. Now, I am just worried about Angie."I was terrified that I had accidentally screwed up my relationship with the girl I adored. Consequently, I gave her a big hug and said, "You have nothing to worry about. I was showing off because I thought you wanted me to. I love only you. I will drop out of this game right now.""You would do that for me?""Of course."She hugged me, pressed her big chest against me and said, "I am sorry I got mad at you. I was being felt up by guys while you were with Angie and my sister. I am just sensitive about Angie since everyone thinks she is so pretty and she's crushing on you."In an instant, tearful, sad Donna was gone and laughing, smiling tipsy Donna was back.I said, "I am so sorry I hurt your feelings. I will sit out the rest of this game."She smiled and said, "Stay in the game one more round. I will show off for you while you feel me up in public for being so sweet to me. "I was confused. "How do you know you will draw my name?"She laughed and said, "The drawing of the names is not really random. All of the girls know whose name they are picking.""You mean you picked that asshole Josh to kiss?"She laughed drunkenly and said, "We can talk about all of that later. We need to get back to the game for your final round."We rejoined our teams and Sylvia turned on the game. Kansas City was batting and the batter hit a hard line drive down the left field line. The guys cheered when he slid safely into second base.Donna grabbed my name out of the hat just as Angie was grabbing it. Both girls pulled, but Donna ended up with it. Angie looked at her and seemed a little miffed.Donna walked up to me still wearing her sexy, lacy white lingerie. The tops of her tits bounced with each step. She turned around and pushed her cute little ass into my cock. I was immediately hard. She was now facing the large crowd and I was standing behind her.She grabbed my two wrists and pulled them seductively up onto her tits, then said, "Feel me up, Joe."Donna was staring at Angie who was being felt up by my buddy Tyrone. Donna continued to stare at her as I felt her up, over her stretch lace underwire bra. Donna's huge firm tits felt great and I loved that she was showing off as I squeezed her big tits. Angie was watching us as Tyrone rubbed her tits.My cock was hard as I felt Donna up in public with numerous people looking. I pressed my cock against her tiny little ass.After about a minute, Donna turned her head toward my ear and said, "Is it okay if I show off a little more for you, baby?"I quickly agreed. It had really frightened me when I thought I had made Donna mad. I wasn't about to say no to anything she wanted. Honestly, I could never get mad at Donna or boss her around. The few times I did, I immediately regretted it. I was obviously in a double standard arrangement. Was I becoming a cuck?Donna looked over her shoulder at me, and then looked down demurely and said, "It will be so embarrassing on campus if all of these people see me without any clothes. Are you sure you are okay with this?I wasn't at all sure, because there were thirty or forty people watching the game, but said, "You are so sexy, it could not be embarrassing, with a bombshell body like yours, Donna."Donna then turned back around to face the rest of the room. As the time officially expired she turned to me and said, "Joe, baby, would you unhook my bra?"My cock was rock hard again.I looked at Donna's slender back and her stretchy, sexy white bra. She looked great. I unhooked the bra and Donna looked over her shoulder at me and smiled as she said, "Thank you, baby. I wanted you to be the one showing me off."Then she smiled at the crowd and let her two huge bra cups fall into her hands. The crowd went wild, with the possible exception of Angie who looked defeated when she saw Donna's jugs. You don't see tits like Donna's every day. In fact, most people never see tits like that in person.Donna handed me her bra and stood with her hands on her hips. The slightest movement of her body would cause her big soft tits to jiggle in front of her. It was truly amazing.Despite her embarrassment, Donna never tried to hide or cover up her tits. She just stood there looking sexy. She loved the confidence my words infused into her.When the crowd finally settled down the girls went back to their side of the room, and I declared my withdrawal as a contestant. I told Ronny & Sylvia; “My cock can't handle the intense stimulation.” It was then announced by Sylvia that I would be the official timer and video operator for the rest of the game. Several of my friends looked at me like I had lost my mind.Joe Drops OutThe game continued with me on the sidelines.I was staring at my beautiful girlfriend and wishing that the earth would open up and swallow me. I had royally screwed up and I was too drunk to think quickly enough to talk my way out of the problem. I was sure that my greatest fear was about to come true because I had been a fucking idiot.My awesome girlfriend was the first girl to go topless. She was a big hit at the party. I had dropped out of the game because Donna got upset about my conduct with the giant tits of her sister, Diane, and a passionate kiss from a gorgeous girl, Angie.None of that was the cause of my current problem. Donna's friend, Sylvia, the "Commissioner" of the game, called time out and gathered up her team of girls. Most of the girls except Donna were wearing only lingerie. After talking for a few minutes, Sylvia announced that the girls' team was challenging the guys to a bet about the outcome of the party game.The bet was $100 per player. This was a huge amount for college girls. Sylvia announced that a couple of girls were dropping out, but they would be replaced with other girls at the party including a girl named Betty whose tits I had admired for several years. Silvia also reminded everyone that a team won by a member of the other team failing to perform the tasks required by the game.I assumed that Donna was one of the girls dropping out of the game before this bet went into effect, but I was wrong. I asked Donna why the girls made this bet with guys who could drink them under the table.Donna smiled and said, "Sylvia has been watching the guys and they have been drinking nonstop since the start of the party. She is sure one of the guys will pass out soon. She also thinks that as a back-up plan some of the guys will ejaculate and won't be able to continue to perform in the game."I was none too sure about this logic, but most of the girls seemed to be on board, including my girlfriend. Donna said, "Diane and Sylvia really want to win this bet and I want to help them, if it is okay with you, baby."I told her it was okay even though I wasn't sure she had $100 in her bank account and I thought I would probably have to pay part of her share if the girls lost. She gave me a big, busty kiss. There is nothing like the feel of Donna's big soft tits on your chest or arm.The guys quickly accepted the bet since it seemed like they couldn't really lose. The guys could drink more than the girls, were more than happy to perform the sex acts and it gave the girls incentive to stay in the game.Sylvia called a quick bathroom time out. The girls all ran for the restroom. They were all in bras and panties except Donna who was only wearing some small white lace panties. Her huge F cup tits were on display for the first time in her life and they looked incredible. Most of the girls tried to cover their bodies as they ran, but Donna just happily walked along with her big tits swaying. The smallest move of her body caused her tits to jiggle. They were huge and firm, but Donna could not keep them from jiggling when she made even a small movement. I knew this because I couldn't take my eyes off of my topless girlfriend. Watching her, I loved her so much. It seemed to me that every other guy in the room was staring at her, too.A couple of my buddies came over to talk to me as the girls ran to the bathroom. My friend, Ronny, was really excited about Donna taking off her clothes. Ronny is a great guy and was a really good linebacker on our football team. For some reason, he never had much luck with good looking women. He was a guy's guy and just didn't seem to connect very well or for very long with women.Ronny had long been totally enamored with Donna. He was always respectful and polite, but it was easy to see that he lusted after Donna. He never failed to ask me about her.Ronny said, "You are such a lucky guy! If I was you, I would stay up all night just staring at Donna and that unbelievable body. She is fucking gorgeous!""Thanks, man. I like looking at her too!"Ronny continued, "There is no way she can play this game much longer! A girl who looks like that has probably never gone down on a guy. I have never had a pretty girl go down on me. Only slutty girls seem to want to suck my cock. I bet Donna just lets guys worship her tremendous body. I know that is what I would do if I ever had a girl like her."I noticed that several guys were standing around listening to our conversation. I was feeling pretty proud of myself for having such a hot girl (as if I had anything to do with it). Donna was clearly the sexiest girl in the room. I looked around to make sure none of the girls could hear me, and said; "This is going to drive you crazy, Ronny. Donna is not only beautiful, she loves to suck my cock! She is great at it. I don't know how often she did it with other boyfriends back home before college, but she has no gag reflex and her blow jobs are incredible. She can deep throat a big cock with ease. I love to watch her swallow my cock."Ronny gulped and looked like he was about to cum just thinking about what I told him.As I laughed at Ronny's reaction, I looked up to see that Josh had heard my comments about Donna sucking cock. As you may remember, Josh was a teammate of ours on the football team, but among my friends, he was considered an arrogant asshole. He had a smirk on his face as he said, "I figured that anyone who dated you would be a cock whore."As he said that, Josh turned and headed toward the bathroom where the girls were still waiting in line. I tried to call out to Josh to tell him to go fuck himself, but he either ignored me or didn't hear me.In my drunken state, I did not pay too much attention to Josh. Actually, I never paid too much attention to Josh. I considered him to be a rather slimy loser.

Walkabout Mini Golf is really an incredible accomplishment of VR design with its fusion of worldbuilding, compelling physics-based gameplay, the unique social dynamics and community it's able to cultivate, and over 4 1/2 years of consistent DLC courses every 8 weeks or so. They have launched 33 total courses, and just recently announced that they're bumping the price by $10 and adding 6 DLC courses into the base game so that is now 14 courses for $24.99. It's still an incredible deal, especially considering that there are still 19 DLC courses available, which has helped earn the #20 spot on Meta's best-selling Quest apps of all time. During my trip to SXSW, I had a chance to speak with the original solo developer of Walkabout Mini Golf, Lucas Martell, who has since grown the Mighty Coconut Studio team to 35 people. We talk about how their design process for courses starts with worldbuilding, but also how his script-writing background has helped to inform how they tell the story of each of these worlds through the evolution of game mechanics and shape language that each course is exploring. After I had a chance to interview Martell, I was given access to all 33 of the courses, which I have played through over the past week in order to provide a bit more context on what they've been able to accomplish with Walkabout Mini Golf. It's certainly an achievement within VR design that combines the best part of immersive worldbuilding, convincing gameplay, and compelling social dynamics that keeps players coming back again and again.Be sure to check out the table below which lists the timeline of the release of the 33 different courses that are now available. OrderCourse NameRelease DateCategory1.1Tourist TrapSep 24, 2020Classic1.1Cherry BlossomSep 24, 2020Classic1.1Seagull stacksSep 24, 2020Classic1.1Arizona ModernSep 24, 2020Classic5Original GothicNov 8, 2020Classic6Tethys StationMar 3, 2021Classic7Bogey's BonanzaJun 10, 2021Classic8Quixote ValleyOct 7, 2021Classic9Gardens of BabylonNov 18, 2021Lost Cities10Shangri-La (Added to Base Game)Dec 16, 2021Lost Cities11Sweetopia (Added to Base Game)Feb 17, 2022DLC12El DoradoJun 2, 2022Lost Cities13LabyrinthJul 28, 2022Licensed IP1420,000 Leagues Under the Sea (Added to Base Game)Sep 29, 2022Jules Verne15MystNov 15, 2022Licensed IP16AtlantisJan 26, 2023Lost Cities17Upside Town (Added to Base Game)Mar 9, 2023DLC18Temple at ZerzuraApr 20, 2023Lost Cities19Journey to the Center of the EarthJun 8, 2023Jules Verne20Laser Lair (Added to Base Game)Jul 20, 2023Evil Lair21Alfheim (Added to Base Game)Sep 7, 2023DLC22Widow's WalkaboutOct 19, 2023DLC23Meow WolfDec 7, 2023Licensed IP24Around the World in 80 DaysJan 18, 2024Jules Verne25Ice LairMar 7, 2024Evil Lair26VeniceApril 25, 2024DLC27Wallace & GromitJul 25, 2024Licensed IP28Mars GardensSep 10, 2024Original IP298-Bit LairOct 24, 2024Evil Lair30Holiday HideawayDec 5, 2024DLC31Viva Las ElvisJan 16, 2025Licensed IP32Mount OlympusMar 6, 2025DLC33Raptor CliffsMay 1, 2025DLC This is a listener-supported podcast through the Voices of VR Patreon. Music: Fatality

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Busty girlfriend plays a sexy party game.In 3 parts, based on a post by ret 123. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. About DonnaLate April of 1996 and I'm still in bed. I'm watching the girl I love getting ready for her day. My girlfriend is Donna ‘DD' Kelly. She's 19 years old and spectacularly beautiful. She has dark brown hair to her shoulders and big beautiful blue eyes. No, Donna's middle name is Angela. She's known on the college campus as ‘DD' because of her bountiful bosom, as in 34 Double D bra size.My name is Joe. I'm 21 and a college senior.I was crazy about Donna since we first met. I was happy just to look at her. I was willing to do most anything to make her happy. I had never felt like that before. Luckily, she seemed to love me too. We attend a small state college in a rural midwestern county seat.We just finished our morning ritual. Donna would get up and shower. I did not have an early class, so I would stay in bed. Donna would then dry her hair, brush her teeth and put on a little bit of make-up while wearing nothing but her bra and panties. Sometimes, she would wear a half-slip too.Donna would leave the bathroom door open, so I could watch her get into and out of the shower. Then, she would slip on her panties and hoist her magnificent tits into her size 34 F bra. One of my favorite things in all the world was watching Donna put on or take off her bra. Her tits would sway and jiggle as she stretched her bra around them and hooked it in the back. I always thought the stretchy material on the side and back of her bra looked like it was at its limit when her bra was hooked.Every morning, I would watch her with a hard cock. She looked great in just her underwear. Her big soft tits would jiggle as she got ready. I had a nice side view of them most of the time. Her tits were firm round and spectacular. Her stomach and ass were slim, like you would normally see on a 5 foot 6 young teenager.When she was ready to get dressed, Donna would come back to bed. Every morning, she would take off her panties beside the bed and crawl onto her knees, on top of me, with a big horny smile on her face.Without any typical foreplay, she would gently grab my hard cock and insert it in her already wet cunt. She would then ride me like a cowgirl until we both came. She got horny just from being watched by me.Incredibly for me, she would sit up and lean forward giving me a perfect view of her huge bouncing tits as she fucked me. Even with a bra on, her tits would jiggle, heave and sway. I never knew if she enjoyed giving me the show or if she could tell that I loved to look at her huge bouncing tits; or both. Either way, it was great. She would then hop out of bed, put on her dress and head to class with her cunt full of cum.My cock is a more than ample 8 inches long and fairly thick. Most every woman I have had sex, with had a hard time taking my cock unless they were very wet. Some had to use a lube to be comfortable. Donna was so ready to have sex each morning she would just slide it right into her tight 19 year old sophomore cunt.Once it occurred to me that she was wet as soon as she came back to bed each morning, I decided that she must get turned on by having me watch her or she got wet just thinking about getting fucked each morning. Either way, I thought it was hot.Today, after we finished fucking, Donna jumped out of bed and was putting on her dress. As she did, she said, "Darling, Sylvia and Diane have invited us to a May Day party this weekend. I told them we would come. I hope that is alright."I replied, "Sure. That will be fine.""Good. They were hoping that you would invite some of your football buddies to come to the party. Sylvia and Diane are trying to meet some new guys.""Sure, " I said, "No problem. Tell them to buy lots of beer if my friends are coming."Sylvia was one of Donna's good friends and Diane was Donna's older sister. Sylvia was cute, funny and known to be quite wild. Both girls were looking for new boyfriends.Diane was a year older than Donna and looked a bit like a librarian. She was shorter than Donna, wore glasses, had short brown hair and seemed like a fairly religious, conservative person. However, you could tell they were sisters if you looked at Diane's chest. Her tits were at least as big as Donna's. They might have been slightly bigger than Donna's F cups. However, Diane was shorter, 5 foot 3; and always wore baggy, conservative clothes. With her shorter frame and conservative clothes, Diane did not do anything to show off her big chest. Diane also had a bubble ass, yet her waist was small and firm.Recruiting PlayersDonna got a serious, rather worried look on her face and looked me right in the eye. She said, "Darling, there is one more thing that I need to discuss with you. Sylvia and Diane want to play a party game at their party and they really want me to play."I was thinking of little kid's games and said, "A party game? Won't that be sort of lame?"Donna hesitated and said, "Well; I don't know. Sylvia came up with this game called baseball from somewhere; and you know how Sylvia is. It will probably involve drinking and or someone taking off their clothes. Sylvia insists that I agree to play; and Diane said she won't unless I do."“Diane? Drinking and stripping?" I asked. “And why do they care if you play?" I was now curious.Donna looked a little bit shy and said, "Oh, God! This is embarrassing, but Sylvia said they want a lot of guys to play and they think more guys will play if they think they may get to see my tits.""How would anyone see your tits?" I asked.Donna explained, "The game involves drinking, stripping or other things when various things happen in a baseball game on television or video. I don't think I believe her, but Sylvia said that every guy she meets eventually asks her if my tits are real. She also claims that every man we know will do anything if he thinks he will get to see my tits. I think she is exaggerating the fascination with my tits, but she thinks that a lot of single guys will get in the game, hoping to see them."I laughed and said, "You do have some terrific tits, but I am not sure I want to see you showing them off. How is your reserved sister, Diane, going to participate? I'm sure no one has seen her tits. What are the other things you have to do in the game?"She smiled, "It is like something a guy would say about a girl after a date. Like a guy might say that he got to second base with his date. In the game, if the other team gets to first base, you have to kiss. If they get to second base, you get felt up. Third base is oral. Home is all the way.""What?" I said. "You agreed to do this with a bunch of the campus guys?"Donna looked worried and said, "Well, yes I told them I would help them out. They told me that you can always drink or take off an article of clothing instead of the sex. Once I heard that, I thought you would let me play. I thought you might take pride in me showing off a little of what your girl has. And you can play, too."I was completely torn about this party game. In some ways, it was arousing to think about my gorgeous girlfriend showing off in front of a bunch of guys. My cock was hard as she told me about it. Even though Donna's body was spectacular, she dressed rather modestly most of the time. She and her sister had been raised in a religious home, on a farm. They go to church every Sunday.I was secretly excited about the prospect of Donna showing off in front of a bunch of our college friends. On the other hand, I was madly in love with Donna and felt possessive about her. I wanted her all to myself. I didn't know what to say.Finally, I just agreed to do what Donna wanted to do. I wasn't capable of saying anything that might disappoint or upset her.So, I said, "Darling, if you want to play, you can play. But I don't want you to act too frisky. Just tease the guys about what we have. Quit when it goes past that. Are those rules okay with you?""Oh, thank you baby! Sylvia and Diane will be so happy!"She gave me a big kiss and headed out to class.I knew that what Sylvia had told Donna about guys asking about Donna's tits was probably true. Most guys who saw her asked me about her tits, too. They were nearly too good to be true. Her massive firm tits were on a skinny frame that did not seem possible. Most women with large tits were built more like Donna's sister, Diane, who was somewhat thicker through the hips and stomach than Donna.We did not talk too much about the party again until Friday. Donna told me that she was going to go shopping for new bras in the nearest city to our little college town. She had told me that there were few 34F bras for sale in our town. And what she could find, were styles you might find in a nursing home. She had a hard time finding them even in the city.Donna did not have many bras or clothes that fit her. She was flat-chested until she was a senior in high school. She says her nickname was "ironing board" and she had resigned herself to being flat for her whole life. She was even thinking about plastic surgery.Then, in less than one year, she started developing and grew from an A cup to a D, before graduation. Then, during her freshman year at college, she continued to grow from a double D cup to her current F cup. Most of her blouses and bras did not come close to fitting her anymore. As a college student, she did not have enough money to buy a new wardrobe.Donna said that Sylvia and Diane wanted her to take off her top early in the game to get it rolling. Donna was nervous about that and decided that she needed a new bra if she was going to show it in public.I told her that the bras she had were incredibly sexy. She thanked me, kissed me and said with a worried look on her face, "I can't believe I have agreed to do this. I am embarrassed right now just thinking about taking off my blouse in front of everyone I know.""I thought the idea was for Sylvia and Diane to meet guys," I was glad to hear that Diane is finally overcoming her self-consciousness about her buxom sexy body.  "Shouldn't they be taking off their clothes?" I asked.Donna smiled and replied, "They will. Sylvia is convinced that my tits will attract all of the guys. Then, she and the other girls will jump in. I hope you don't get mad at me." Then Donna paused and added; “Why do girls think I'm so self-confident? Hell, I'm terrified by the attention my body attracts?”I hugged her and said, "Donna, you have the body that every girl wishes they had.”Donna's eyes sparkled at those words. It was like I was supercharging her self-esteem every time I encouraged her about her amazing body.“Will you think I'm a cheap slutty whore?” Donna asked.“No, I won't get mad at you. It will be sexy to see you playing the game. Just stop when you need to."I was not so sure I meant what I said, but after I had given her the okay to play, I did not think I could get mad if she played. I was nervous and excited about the game.Donna wanted me to play too. I thought it would be fun to mess around with drunk, naked, college girls. I was looking forward to seeing Sylvia, Diane and their friends in the nude. I knew Diane's tits would be an awesome sight to see, but I did not know if it would be smart for me to mess around with Donna's big sister.I learned more of the rules of the party game from Sylvia who came by our apartment to tell Donna about the party planning. Sylvia had recorded some baseball games and had picked one to use at the party. There would be a girls team and a guys team with nine players on each team. Each team would be affiliated with one of the two major league teams on the video.Each time your team made an out, the players had to remove one of their allotted 4 items of clothing, or drink 6 ounces of beer. Each time the other team reached a base, the girls would pick names out of a hat and would partner up with the guy whose name they picked. Then, they would do the sex act with their chosen partner depending on what base the other team's hitter reached. First base was kissing, second base was getting felt up, third base was oral and home was all the way in the back bedrooms of the house. However, any player could avoid the physical act by either drinking a beer or removing an item of clothing.This was going to result in a ton of drinking for any girl who did not want a gang bang. This was especially true if Sylvia picked a high scoring game. Since slutty Sylvia was clearly interested in the sex part of the game, I was betting that she picked a high scoring game.I didn't want to stop the game, but I had never seen Donna drink more than 3 cans beers, maybe 4. She would be trashed at 4 beers. I doubted if Diane had ever had 3 beers in one night. Sylvia had probably had more to drink from time to time, but not many people could drink the amounts that were going to be required by this game.I wanted to see Donna and the other girls show off their bodies. I was proud to have a gorgeous girl like Donna as my girlfriend and I secretly thought it would be pretty cool if all of my friends saw her stupendous body. I felt like I was a pervert or something since I wanted to see the girl who I planned to marry take off her clothes in front of a bunch of horny guys.I was excited about the game. However, I could not help but wonder if Sylvia's baseball game was going to work.I asked, "Do you girls know how many outs there are in a baseball game for each team?"Sylvia laughed and said, "Enough to get us all pretty drunk and naked!"I replied, "Yeah, each team gets 27 outs. Not many people can drink that much beer in a night. Did you really play this game, Sylvia?""Yes, I played, but I didn't really finish the game. One of the guys may have gotten lucky that night! I, uh; sort of quit early."I asked Donna if she was sure she wanted to play this game with a bunch of people from our college. I was hoping that she would take this opportunity to back out of the game.However, Donna looked at Sylvia and said, "I promised Sylvia and Diane that I would play. Sylvia says the game will be a lot of fun. I hope it will not be too embarrassing." Then Donna pleaded with me; “Joe, I really need your support for this. You have to be there for me. Don't worry, baby. Diane and Sylvia have said that I can quit at any time I want, so I won't have to do too much with the other guys. Besides, I can always drink instead of doing the other things."Donna looked worried to me, but she was determined to play the game to help the other girls. I was pretty sure that Sylvia had the rules wrong, but I was not sure I wanted to see them changed. I was also reasonably sure that all of the girls would soon reach or exceed their limit on beer and would lose their clothes. It was going to be a sexy night.On Saturday, Donna modeled her new bras and matching panties. We picked a white lacy underwire stretch bra. It was unbelievably sexy.As I watched Donna try on the new bras, I was thinking to myself that living with her was like constantly living in the middle of a first rate porn movie. A hot chick was constantly showing me her big tits, or was fucking my brains out. I was having a hard time remembering why I had said ‘yes' to the party game, but I knew it was too late now.Donna wore a tight, thin top which was white and made of some soft, stretchy material. The top was not low cut or overtly sexy, but the material hugged every inch of Donna's massive tits and tight stomach. It was awesome.Diane did work-study at the Dean's office, to offset part of her college expenses. It seems the home that the college own for housing visiting lecturers was just vacated. Diane was tasked with getting contractors to service the home. The crews were starting on the following Monday, so until then we had a party house!When we arrived at the house Sylvia and Diane had access to, we saw that a big crowd was starting to gather. Loud music was playing and the liquor was flowing. It was still early in the afternoon.Donna and the other girls who were planning to play the baseball game were drinking heavily, trying to get up their courage. I warned against this, but the nervous girls ignored my advice. Donna and Sylvia pointed out the other girls who were going to play. There was also a growing list in both ‘bull pens', in case someone quits. My friend Ronny was the guys' team captain. Sylvia was the girls' captain.Several were cute girls that I had seen around college. One was a pleasant surprise. Angie was going to play.Angie was a year or two older than Donna. Before Donna came to the campus, Angie was the hottest girl on campus. She looked like a runway model except she had bigger tits than a fashion model would. Actually, my friends and I decided that she looked like a young Kate Upton, one of the swimsuit models for Sports Illustrated. She was beautiful. She was blonde, slim, pretty and sexy.‘Dee Dee' Donna told me that guys were too intimidated by Angie's beauty, and that she actually did not have many dates. She also told me that Angie had always wanted to go out with me. I wasn't sure if she was teasing me, but it was pretty frustrating to hear that after lusting after Angie for a couple of years

QFF: Quick Fire Friday – Your 20-Minute Growth Powerhouse! Welcome to Quick Fire Friday, the Grow A Small Business podcast series that is designed to deliver simple, focused and actionable insights and key takeaways in less than 20 minutes a week. Every Friday, we bring you business owners and experts who share their top strategies for growing yourself, your team and your small business. Get ready for a dose of inspiration, one action you can implement and quotable quotes that will stick with you long after the episode ends! In this episode of Quick Fire Friday, host Amanda Jones interviews Dr. Linda Sands, innovation coach and founder of Adaptology. Linda shares how small business owners can harness the power of curiosity, experimentation, and structured thinking to stay agile and customer-focused. She busts common innovation myths and explains why small businesses are better positioned than large corporates to test, adapt, and create value. She also recommends “The Little Black Book of Innovation by Scott D. Anthony” as a must-read for anyone looking to better understand and apply innovation.

Our first date is full of missed cues.By rtyuuioyuih1. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.“I actually don't have a gag reflex! Oh, geez, that's not what- I didn't mean to say that. I just- ugh, why am I so marshmallow mouthed around you!?”From the first moment I saw her, I had a major crush. She worked in the mail room on campus. She just had the sweetest smile I had ever seen. I wasn't alone in my crush though. Basically everyone on campus was in love with her. Her name was Rachel and a few said she looked vaguely like Rachel McAdams. I later learned she had made herself look more like McAdams on purpose. Starting in high school, a few people told her about her doppelganger and she was flattered by it, so she started doing her hair the same way and wearing the same bright red lipstick. Unfortunately (in her eyes and no one else's), her body developed to be much bustier than McAdams's.She lamented the distinction from her doppelganger and she resented the type of attention she got for it. Nonetheless, she loved to dress up. By the time we met in our freshmen year of college, she had grown into a flirty, friendly, confident young woman.I, on the other hand, was not flirty or confident (but I did consider myself friendly). I'd periodically go to pick up my packages, and she'd always smile at me coquettishly. I felt like she liked me, but I told myself that she smiled at everyone while she was at work. I wasn't anything special. Until the day that I was.Visiting the mail room was my favorite part of the week. I started ordering things online just to have an excuse to see Rachel. I couldn't decide which I liked better: watching her ass swing as she headed to the package storage room, or watching her tits jiggle as she walked back. I tried not to be obvious about it, but I'm sure she caught me staring. She was especially cute as she tried to handle a package that was large or awkwardly shaped.“Oh, awesome! I've been waiting for this package!” I shared with Rachel.“Oh yeah? What is it?” She asked politely. Her hair was styled like Rachel McAdams had it in the Notebook.“It's this month's.. ” I started excitedly, but then caught myself. “Uh, it's nothing. Nerd stuff.”“I like nerd stuff! Do you cosplay?” I wasn't sure I believed her. Busty babes weren't usually into nerd stuff. They usually teased me about my nerd stuff. Rachel could see my hesitation and was eager to prove herself. “I do! What, just because I'm a girl, I can't like Star Wars? Just because I wear cute sundresses means I can't like cosplay? Just because my tits are 30G means I can't wear a Pokemon underwear set?” She stopped suddenly and blushed. I don't think she meant to make such a candid admission.I was stunned into silence. I couldn't help but glance down at her impressive cleavage popping out of her sundress and wonder what a Pokemon bra would look like. When I looked back up, Rachel was tracking my pupils and it was my turn to blush at getting caught checking her out.“Uh, ok, fair enough. The package is from one of those monthly subscription sites. This month is supposed to be Japanese-themed. There's supposed to be a bunch of anime collectibles, DVDs, and t-shirts.”“Oh, cool! Can I see?” Rachel asked as she leaned forward onto her elbows on the counter. It was difficult to not get caught staring at her cleavage again when she put it right in my eyeline, next to the box.“Um, sure.” I started fiddling with my keys, preparing to punch the tape open with one.“Wait!” Rachel stopped me. “I have a better idea. Why don't you bring the box to my apartment later? We can open it together, and I can show you how much I like nerd stuff…” Rachel blushed, “…and nerds. Can you wait that long to open it?”I couldn't believe my ears. The hottest girl in my college life wanted me to come over to her apartment? Did she just ask me on a date? “Su- sure.” I stammered. “Uh, what time?”“8:00?” she suggested. “I'll order Japanese take out and we can watch one of the Anime' DVDs in your package.”I bumbled my way through telling her it sounded like fun, and getting her address and phone number, and I think I may have awkwardly thanked her for the opportunity, as if she'd just offered me a job. I also walked away without my box, and Rachel had to shout me back. I'd kick myself later for being so awkward, but for now, I was walking home on cloud nine.I knocked on Rachel's door at precisely 8:00. I had actually arrived at 7:50, but then I paced nervously in the hall until 8:00. She answered the door wearing the same sundress from this afternoon: a bright red, small-pattern floral dress with spaghetti straps. She gave me a hug and invited me inside.She gave me a quick tour. “Welcome to my apartment! This is the kitchen. It's open concept leading to the living room. OMG one night I came home and my two straight roommates were eating each other out on that sofa!You didn't need to know that, sorry. Um, let's just go to my room.” She led me to the left of the living room, where I was enraptured, picturing what Rachel's roommates may look like and what may have happened after she caught them. “Here we are!” It was a simple room. Queen bed on the left, tv in front of it, chest of drawers and a desk to the right.She took my package from me and set it on the floor, then sat down next to it with her legs folded out to the side. I sat down across from her. She handed me a kitchen knife, and I opened the box. There was honestly a lot of cool stuff in there, but I tried to play down my excitement. I didn't want to seem TOO nerdy in front of this hot girl, and also my focus was pretty well divided between the box and her. There were half a dozen DVDs in the box. Five were anime titles I was familiar with. The sixth I recognized quickly as being hentai. I tried to quickly hide that one, but Rachel snagged it.“Oh! Is this hentai? I've never watched hentai before. Cool! Which DVD do you wanna watch tonight?”My mouth was so dry I could barely talk. “Uh, whichever one you want.”Rachel eyed the other five DVDs but kept holding onto the hentai speculatively. Just then, there was a faint knock at the front door. “The food!” She hopped up, grabbed her purse off the desk, and ran to the front door.Left alone in Rachel's room for a moment, I let out a deep breath I didn't realize I had been holding. This wasn't my first date per se, but it was close. And it was certainly my first date with a girl as hot as Rachel. I looked at her bed and wondered what the plan was for tonight. I had a bad habit of overstaying my welcome at my friends' places, not realizing they wanted to go to bed. I vowed to try to be more socially aware tonight and leave at an appropriate time.My eyes strayed to Rachel's nightstand. There were three small items…perfume bottles? They were all the same exact shape, but in three different sizes. I was curious enough to get up and investigate. As I lifted the first one, I quickly realized what I had been staring at: the smallest of three butt plugs. I quickly tried to set it down exactly where I found it, but I couldn't quite remember where on the nightstand it had been.While I was floundering, Rachel suddenly returned with the food and a surprise bottle of sake. She saw me jump in surprise and guilt. “Ahh, oops!” she said as she set the food down on the desk. “I forgot I had those out.” She hurried over next to me, opened a drawer in the nightstand, and threw the toys in the drawer. “What can I say? Girls just wanna have fun!” Even as she tried to play it off like it was no big deal, the blush on her face revealed a second, conflicting emotion.“Hey, I'm not judging at all! I think college is- well, we're here to have fun, right?” I couldn't think of anything else to say. “Let's eat.”We huddled together with our backs to a blank expanse of wall. It was surprisingly intimate eating from one box or bowl with two forks. Neither of us said much as we enjoyed the food and each other's company.“Ok, movie time!” Rachel announced. “Let's start with the Miyazaki film and see how the night goes. Maybe if we're up for it, we'll watch the hentai later. I'm a bit of a lightweight though, so I might not make it through a second movie.”That decision was a bit of a relief to me. I was nervous enough as it was without trying to navigate the social dynamics of watching animated porn on a first date. “Back to the living room then?”“Oh, no, I'm not sure when my roommates will be home. We'll watch the movie in my bed. Um, shoes off please. And get comfortable, take your jeans off too.”This was an escalation I hadn't dared prepare for. I walked over to Rachel's bed, turned my back to her, quickly shucked my jeans off, and crawled under the covers before she could see me. Rachel crawled in next to me, still wearing her sundress. But I was acutely aware of her smooth, bare legs now touching my hairy bare legs. I could feel an erection forming in my boxers already and tried to shift around so I wouldn't tent the sheets. We watched the movie, but honestly, I didn't retain a single scene. I was too nervous and distracted by the buxom blonde next to me. Pretty early on in the movie, Rachel twisted and turned and fiddled under the sheets and next thing I knew, she was pulling her bra out from under the sheets. It was indeed a nerdy bra, as each cup was patterned like a giant PokeBall. Still, I doubted myself. This is casual, I thought. She's just getting comfortable. It doesn't mean anything.About half an hour later, Rachel paused the movie. She got out from under the covers. “I wanna get more comfortable. I'm gonna change out of this dress. Do you mind if I put on one of the new t-shirts from the box?” I shook my head. “Thanks! Um; just don't look; okay?” On the one hand, I wanted to be a gentleman and respect her request. On the other hand I'm a guy. Also, she winked at me before walking to the corner of the room. I compromised by covering my eyes with a hand and peering between a couple cracked fingers.Rachel was facing the bed as she shimmied the dress up to her waist. I recognized the pokemon printed on her panties as Lickitung. She crossed her arms and pulled the dress higher and higher. Her massive boobs were caught on the fabric until she pulled the dress high enough and they bounced freed. I'd never seen such magnificent tits, even in porn. They were so perfectly symmetrical, so luscious, so surprisingly perky for their size…her nipples were nickel-sized and pink, pointed right at me. I saw Rachel run her hands up and down her exposed torso and then she pinched each of her nipples before putting on the grey t-shirt. The shirt wasn't designed for a woman Rachel's size, so it clung so tightly to her curves. It was scrunched up around her belly, exposing her midsection and the entirety of her panties. Her nipples poked through nicely and I suspected they'd be visible even if they weren't so currently aroused.Rachel walked back across the room toward me, stooped to grab the other t-shirt, and tossed it at me. “Change shirts so we can match!” My body's not nearly as nice as hers, but I work out, so I wasn't shy about changing shirts in front of her. She sidled back into bed next to me and resumed the movie. I soon felt her hand on my thigh. Not stroking or anything. Just resting there. I finally took the liberty of resting my hand on her thigh in the same manner. I hoped she wouldn't get upset and kick me out of her apartment.Rachel did not get upset and kick me out of her apartment. Instead, she turned on her side, wrapped an arm around my chest, placed her right leg between my two legs, and kissed me on the cheek. I turned my head to kiss her back, but her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. She had fallen asleep wrapped around me.Rachel was as cute sleeping as she was hot awake. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to wake her up, but I shouldn't spend the night. Although she did have us each change into pajamas basically. Maybe she did want me to stay the night. Would that be presumptuous? I was torn! I also didn't want to be the guy who snuck out before dawn. I mean, we hadn't had sex or anything but still, sneaking away after she fell asleep seemed wrong. Eventually, I decided to try to get some sleep and deal with the consequences in the morning.I woke up to Rachel still wrapped around me, but poking me in the chest. “You're still here?”“Uh” I thought I could stall with a prolonged syllable, but nothing came to me.“Good,” Rachel smiled and nestled into my chest.Phew.“Did we; we didn't do anything last night, did we?” she asked.“We ate dinner, drank sake, watched a movie.”“I mean we didn't do anything sexual, right?”“No! No, I would never!” I was horrified at myself. “No, I didn't mean, not that I would never with you, just that, the situation wasn't, I'd love to, well, I think you're, ah.” I was only making things worse.Rachel patted me on the chest. “Thank you for not taking advantage last night. Just so you know, I also think you're ah.” I couldn't see her face, but I could feel her smirking as she teased me. “I should tell you, I'm not looking for a boyfriend. I didn't mean for you to spend the night, although I'm glad you did. I'm just looking for a nerdy friend. Maybe someone to exchange favors with. Oh, that didn't come out right. I didn't mean- I just meant that… I genuinely want to be your friend. But maybe you could help me with my math homework and I could help you with something. I actually don't have a gag reflex! Oh, geez, that's not what- I didn't mean to say that. I just- ugh, why am I so marshmallow mouthed around you!?”My head was spinning. Rachel wasn't making any sense and I couldn't believe a girl as hot as Rachel could be as nervous around me as I was around her.“Ok, I'm gonna stop talking. I have to work this morning. Is your car here? Would you mind dropping me off?”“Of course I will.” I answered.“Great… I'm gonna go take a shower. Do you need a shower?” she asked.“I think I'm fine for now. I don't have anything going on today. I'll drop you off at work and then I can shower back home.”“Oh; okay that makes sense.” She seemed disappointed.As soon as she left the room, I was kicking myself. Why am I so bad at picking up on hints? That was an invitation, right? Or was it? Is it too late to ask her if it was an invitation?I argued with myself for 20 minutes. She's probably almost done showering by now.At 30 minutes, I decided to poke my head in the bathroom and check on her. I wouldn't look. I would just make sure she hadn't slipped. 30 minutes seemed like a long shower.I walked cautiously to the bathroom door. I poked my head in. “Rachel?” I called.“Finally.” I heard her say.Okay, that was definitely an invitation. “You know on second thought, maybe I should shower here. I think I spilled some soy sauce or something.”“Oh, then you should definitely hop in.”I'd never gotten undressed so fast. As I peeked around the shower curtain, I saw Rachel fully nude for the first time - from the back. My eyes trailed up from her calves to her thighs to her round, well-toned ass (I stopped here for a moment) to her narrow waist to her lithe back. I stepped into the shower behind her.“I was wondering where you were. I need someone to wash my back.”She handed me a sponge, already lathered up in soap. I took my time running the sponge softly over every inch of her back. It gave me a chance to admire every curve. As I soaped her lower back, I was distracted by her ass. Suddenly, she turned around and I was soaping her midriff. I was now face-to-face with Rachel's perfect tits.“You can stare. I don't mind.” I didn't really have a choice at this point. Her tits were glistening, drops of water hanging from each nipple. Rachel bounced her boobs rapidly and water shook off in every direction. “You're a little late. I already washed my front, and I really do have to get to work now.”I was crestfallen. I wanted nothing more than to latch onto one of those perky nipples. Before we ran out of time, I took a step back to check out her pussy. She had a mound of soft blonde curls. Not enough natural blondes grow a bush.“Don't worry. You'll get a chance to play with these one day. I'm definitely gonna need to play with that dick.” I looked down and found my erection pointing up right at Rachel's face. “Unfortunately, we really don't have time today. Which is a shame.” She took a step closer to me and wrapped her arms around my neck so she could whisper in my ear, “because I really do enjoy sucking dick. I'm a giver. I love to watch the pleasure and the ecstasy in a guy's eyes. I love to control a guy with my lips. And I love the taste of cum.”I couldn't tell if she was just teasing me, or if she was being honest. I didn't actually care at the moment.Next thing I knew, Rachel turned off the water. “There's an extra towel under the sink.” I watched her tits wobble as she dried her hair. “Sorry, you're gonna have to do the walk of shame in yesterday's clothes. Oh wait! You have your new anime shirt. No one has seen that yet!”I couldn't get any words out. I could tell I was being shuffled along out of the apartment and on with my day. I dressed quickly, as did Rachel. I drove her to work as promised. We were a few minutes late, but she still took a minute to bend into the driver's window and kiss me briefly on the lips.I stared at her cleavage as she told me, “I really did have fun last night. We should do it again. Like I said, I'm not looking for a boyfriend and I'm not really looking to date. But I'd love to be friends and hang out sometimes. And also, you know, the other thing I said.” Her voice lowered. “About your dick.” She perked back up, “Okay bye!”She turned and sashayed toward the mailroom. I drove home to give myself some overdue relief. It had been the best night of my life, if only because I got to see my crush naked. I really needed to offer her help on her math homework.I didn't know what to do. I wanted a second date with Rachel, obviously. I wanted an opportunity to try again - to pick up on the cues this time. I had been kicking myself ever since I had dropped her off at work after our first date. Stupid, stupid! Why didn't I ask her about her roommates? Why didn't I ask about the toys she clearly left out on purpose? She left them out on purpose, right? Why didn't I compliment her body when she changed in front of me? Why didn't I make a move when she cuddled up next to me? Worst of all, the only correct response to a girl telling you she doesn't have a gag reflex is some variation of “I don't believe you.” Is it too late to try that? Could I go up to her next time I pick up a package and say, “Hey, remember when you told me you enjoy giving blowjobs? Well what I should've told you is that I enjoy receiving blowjobs.” For some reason, I don't think that will work as well in the daylight as it would've in her bedroom. Stupid!What was worse was that I still had to see Rachel all the time. I had ordered so many packages just to have excuses to talk to her, and now they were all arriving. I thought about leaving them there to pile up, but I was afraid they'd be returned to sender after a few days, and they were actually kinda expensive. I tried to go when Rachel wouldn't be there, but the package room was only open for limited hours and it seemed that Rachel was working all of them. So, there I was, three times a week, trying to ask my crush for a blowjob, while desperately trying to not talk to her at all for fear of ruining my chances at a second date. It was not going well.“And so that's why I think Next Generation is better than Deep Space Nine.” I found myself saying. I wasn't sure how long I had been talking. Or how long I had been looking at Rachel's cleavage instead of her face.“I hear what you're saying,” Rachel answered plainly. “But what I asked was whether you knew anything about thermodynamics and wave phenomena.”“Oh.” I looked up into Rachel's hazel eyes, which had clearly been watching me get lost in her tits. She seemed more amused than angry though. For the first time today, I noticed she had dyed her hair brown and styled it like Rachel McAdams's character in Game Night. “Umm, well I.”“Stop.” Rachel instructed me. “I think your soliloquies on nerd stuff are adorable, and I happen to agree about Picard being the better captain. But I don't think either of us have time right now for you to try to answer me again with only half your brain working. So, I'm gonna assume that yes, you are good at physics and that yes, you would love to help me with my homework. 8:00 at my apartment again?”I nodded silently, afraid that any big movements on my part might push the stars and planets out of alignment and I'd lose my second shot with Rachel.“Great! By the way, my roommates will probably be home tonight, so get your mind out of the gutter before you come over. In fact, maybe give yourself a little stress relief at 7:30 so you can be ready to concentrate when you get to my place.”I didn't know what to make of that. I nodded silently again, took my package, and walked away from Rachel without a word. My awkwardness hurt me, but I thought it was safer than trying to be cool.After pacing in the hall for three minutes, I knocked on Rachel's door at 8:00 sharp. The door swung open and I found myself face to face with my crush, dressed down for a casual night of studying. She was wearing what looked like a short-sleeved, silk button-up shirt and matching silk pants. Both pieces were light grey, patterned with little Enterprises, Spock Hands, and the words “Boldly Go.” Rachel was barefoot and based on the way her nipples poked through the shirt, I guessed she wasn't wearing a bra.“Welcome! I'm so glad you're here! There's pizza in the kitchen, help yourself. Oh, these are my roommates: Stephanie and Isabelle.” As she led me into her apartment, Rachel gestured toward the living room sectional couch, where her roommates waved to me in turn.

Slave auction and depravity in the penthouse.Based on a post by jonnicat, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. After her sex-filled day, including being filmed having a massage and sixty-nine with the hot Ukrainian blonde masseuse, Aliona, then having sex in her room with the two guys from the gym and the cute student kid from the next room, Astrid was sated and slept well. For now. There was much more to come.She had woken up once that night, feeling horny at around 4am, and for a moment she was tempted to summon one of the guys back for more. But in the end she couldn't be bothered and instead looked over some of the many erotic vacation photos on her phone that she had relished posing for and sharing, then had pleasured herself with her fingertips before falling asleep again in the resulting wet patch.In the morning she enjoyed the now usual routine of exhibiting herself provocatively in skimpy clothing at the breakfast buffet as drooling men ogled her. Today she wore tiny toweling shorts that did not fully cover her buttocks, leaving about a quarter of her pert cheeks showing, especially when she leant over, which she took every opportunity to do. Her top was a tight-fitting vest under which she had a sports bra which gave her small breasts a boost and drew lots of attention to her chest. At one point she had been standing at the fresh fruit display, opposite a man who had been following her around the buffet eyeing her up, so she arranged a peeled banana and two plums suggestively on her plate and grinned naughtily at him until he blushed. Then she poured fresh rich cream over the tip of the banana and licked her lips. Then as she walked back to her table she passed very close by him and discreetly brushed her hand against his trousers, having a quick feel of the hardness there.In the lift up to her room, where she was standing behind her parents but in front of another man who she knew was checking her out from behind; she reached around behind her waist and quickly pulled down her shorts to flash her bare buttocks at him, then looked round briefly to smile at him as he stared open-mouthed. After that she had spent a few hours sunbathing and swimming at the hotel pool, again proudly displaying her hot young body from her tiny white bikini, its briefs tightly pulled up to show the camel-toe of her cunny lips. And again she had taken a few opportunities to expose her breasts and cunny under the water whenever anyone swam below her. This had included a middle-aged man who, after she had flashed her cunny to him under the water as he hovered beneath her, had come to the surface and pointed downwards to suggest he had something to show her too; she took the invitation and ducked under the water to see his fully erect cock springing from his swimming shorts.But something was missing from all this exhibitionism; she craved more; Astrid wanted to go to the next level.She spent the afternoon in her room, mostly messaging her best friend back home, Amanda, sharing their fantasies and daring each other as usual. Astrid had described her naughty behavior at the breakfast buffet and in the lift. Amanda described how she had emulated Astrid's exhibitionism in the clothing store changing room, by going to buy some new tennis gear. She had asked the male sales assistant to help her and had tried on a series of skirts and tops, each time flashing him her white underwear until he went bright red. Then at the checkout, handing him her panties, which were wet from the excitement. This messaging exchange culminated in a dare that Astrid could not refuse: finally to go up to Mike's penthouse suite and submit herself to whatever depravities awaited her there in the big guys' hotel den. It was time to go a step further.So she sent a text to Mike's lead maid Anabella, asking if she knew whether there was a party that evening, reminding her that Mike had invited her. The reply came almost immediately: 'Yes. Party every night. Tonight is fancy dress with theme of Roman slave auction. I will come get you at 9.'That settled it. She was going to join their party and see the show of a slave auction. She didn't yet realize she was going to be one of the slaves, to be at the mercy of the masters. And she could not imagine how many times she would see, and be involved, in all kinds of wild sex up there...Astrid dined with her parents, acting well the role of polite late-teen daughter. Her folks had planned to spend the rest of the evening watching the hotel's live entertainment, out by the pool. She told them she would go to the nearby games room where the younger crowd hung out playing pool and video games, even though she had no intention of spending her evening with teens and young inexperienced men. Secretly she tried to anticipate what adult games she would really be playing later on, up in the party suite. Even at the dinner table she felt the familiar ache and wetness inside her underwear.Back in her room she showered, brushed her teeth, put on perfume and make-up then went to choose what to wear. Anabella had said it was Roman fancy dress so she wondered if the maid would bring her an outfit when she came to collect her. So for now she just put on a new pair of white silk panties and slipped her tube of lubricant, some condoms and her phone in a small purse.The door buzzer sounded. She gulped and pulled on a long baggy shirt then went to open the door. Anabella came in with a large carrier bag. She was wearing an elegant little black dress and black heels with red soles. Closing the door behind her she walked over to Astrid's bed, put down the bag then beckoned the younger woman to her. When Astrid came close, the maid grabbed her by the shoulders, moved in close and gave Astrid a passionate kiss full on the mouth.'You're gonna have fun tonight, honey,' said Anabella. 'The guys will show you a good time!' Astrid smiled, excited but feeling a little trepidation, not quite knowing what to expect. Anabella must have noticed the young girl's hesitation so she added, 'Don't worry. You will have a great time. You're gonna be a star!' Astrid remembered how Anabella had already filmed her having sex with Mike in the beach hut and with Aliona in the massage room - what did they have in mind for her this time?'Put this on,' said the maid, pulling an outfit from the bag. It was a short white silk tunic, embroidered with images of flowers. It had no buttons or zip at the front, only a sash to tie around the waist plus a clip at each shoulder. Astrid took off her shirt (noticing that Anabella admired her bare breasts as she did so) then put the tunic on over her slender body, not bothering with a bra. Anabella added, 'You can wear your panties. Until later!' They giggled and prepared to leave.Anabella cheekily opened Astrid's purse, noting the lubricating jelly and condoms. She gave the younger woman a knowing look and nodded. 'Yes maybe you want this. But don't worry, your masters will give you what you need. We all do what they want.' She gave no further explanation, just encouraged Astrid to follow her.Anabella led Astrid by the hand into the lift then swiped a card against a reader to enable access to the top floor. During the ascent they kissed again, watching themselves in the lift's mirror, giggling. The maid's hand strayed under Astrid's short tunic and a long finger stroked Astrid's cunny through the flimsy material of her tiny panties. She was already wet. Astrid felt the sexy woman's buttocks and detected no underwear through the thin material of the tiny black dress. The lift doors opened and they went out into a well-lit and elegantly decorated corridor. They heard music and voices from the suite at the end. A tough looking bodyguard in black top and tight black pants opened the door and let them in, looking Astrid up and down with lust in his hungry eyes. She smiled at him as they passed.The first thing to greet Astrid as she entered the main room of the suite was a topless well-tanned raven-haired waitress who emerged from the crowd to offer a glass of champagne from a silver tray she was offering. A magnificent pair of pert well-tanned breasts stood out above the drinks tray, dark nipples hard and pointing. Astrid grinned then looked down below the level of the tray and saw that the waitress was naked below too, wearing only white heels and white lacy stockings held up by suspenders around a slender waist. Her cunny was bare, immaculately waxed, well-oiled and glossy.A second dark-haired waitress, equally nude, came forward to greet the new guest, kissed her on both cheeks and led her into the room. Astrid took a glass and sipped the bubbly. She felt all eyes on her as the small crowd parted to let her in amongst them. She could sense her nipples hardening with the excitement and a tingling inside as she began to realize she was really in the lions' den now. She felt as naked as the waitresses as a group of men scanned her up and down.Then she saw Mike for the first time since their wild rendezvous in the beach hut. He was as tall and elegant as she remembered, wearing a smart peach-colored shirt and light blue Bermuda shorts plus navy deck shoes. He noticed her and came straight over to greet her.'So pleased you came, Astrid,' he said, kissing her fully on the mouth.'I haven't yet,' she grinned, echoing their initial banter that first night. 'But I'm sure I will later!''Oh yes. We'll make sure you have a fabulous time. I'm sure you'll be very much in demand tonight.'They raised their champagne glasses and smiled at each other.Mike continued, 'In fact most people here have already seen you...' He gestured behind himself to a large screen on the wall where a video was playing as the partygoers watched. Astrid suddenly noticed herself on the screen! It was the video Anabella had taken in the beach hut when Astrid had met him that night. And there she was for all to see, lying nude on the floor, taking Mike's large cock in her mouth. She remembered sucking it like a pro until she got a mouthful of his cream. Now they were all watching it. She knew there was no point protesting. She had consented and guessed he would show the video, although she hadn't expected to be on show for the whole party! She remembered what came next: him lifting her onto the bench and licking her cunny until she came, then him taking her on the floor, opening her up with his massive member and flooding her young body with his cum. She felt a thrill to see it on the large screen and felt herself getting wet as they watched. She had a sudden urge to strip herself and parade in front of her fans. But Mike took control, taking her by the arm and leading her to a long sofa where they sat down and drank more champagne.As they sat, a series of men came over to greet the special guest, each politely reaching down to shake her hand as she sat with Mike. She noticed them all check her out, aware that her nipples were fully erect now and must be visible through the flimsy tunic, and that it was so short they could all see her inner thighs and probably her white panties. She spread her legs a little to give them all a view. As always, she relished being on show, loving the lustful attention.After conversing a while and sipping more champagne, Mike stood up and showed her around. In addition to the large screen in the main room, there were many mirrors, so the room appeared larger and busier than it was. At one side was a small stage with spotlights above - she guessed correctly that was where the 'slave auction' would take place. Then he led her to one of the side rooms, in which there was a small pool (or was it a large Jacuzzi?). At the rear of this area were showers and changing rooms. And on one side was a closed door where Mike swiped a card that unlocked the door, then gestured for her to enter.The first thing Astrid saw inside was a large bed with luxurious-looking bedding and lots of pillows. But her attention was quickly caught by a long sofa on one side where three women were seated, each wearing a small white toga like hers, all with their arms behind their backs (were they tied up?). She recognized Aliona, her pale long blonde hair framing her pretty face, her small breasts only just visible under the loose tunic, her long legs spread, exposing the white triangle of her panties. Astrid smiled as she remembered licking out the Ukrainian blonde's exquisite cunny after the massage. She looked back at Mike, about to question him, but he put a finger to his lips. Then she looked at the other two 'slaves', one with black hair, one redhead. Astrid, as a brunette, would make up the quartet.One of the nude waitresses (or were they servants?) had appeared behind Astrid. Suddenly she felt her arms being held from behind, and before she could respond her wrists were bound behind her with padded handcuffs. The servant girl led her to the sofa and sat her down with the others. Now she knew for sure what she had by now suspected: she was one of the slaves for the auction!Mike went back into the main party room and two of the bodyguards came into the ante-room. The servant girl told the four slave girls all to behave until the show, then asked them to stand up. They did so obediently, Astrid last, looking along the line at the others. One by one, the servant examined the parade, adjusting the girls' hair, applying lipstick if needed, spraying them with perfume. Then she stood in front of the first girl, the redhead, and lifted up the front of the toga. The girl squirmed, but a bodyguard held her still as the servant looked down to examine her underwear. The redhead seemed to pass inspection. The second, the raven-haired Hispanic girl, didn't: the servant pulled off the girl's yellow panties and held them up, sniffing them as if to increase the humiliation, then tossed them to the other bodyguard, who slipped them into his trouser pocket. She then showed the girl a new pair, saying, 'White only.' She pulled them up over the girl's feet and lifted them all the way up into position, taking the opportunity to examine the Latina's cunny first. Then it was Aliona's turn. The servant lifted up the blonde's tunic and pulled her tiny panties aside, admiring the perfectly waxed cunny Astrid remembered so well.When Astrid's turn came she was so wet with excitement she knew the wet spot would be visible and wondered whether she would pass inspection. Sure enough, the servant knelt down in front of her, close up in front of the panties, then pulled them aside and noticed how wet Astrid's cunny was. To Astrid's surprise, she felt a tongue on her cunny lips as the servant girl licked off the excess juices that had seeped out. Then she pulled up the panties and completed the inspection. 'Follow me,' she instructed, heading towards the door to the main room.As they entered, a small cheer went up and the crowd applauded as they filed across the busy room towards the small stage. Moments later they were lined up in a row, facing the crowd. The whole thing was being filmed too, and shown on the large screen, with occasional close-ups of each girl. The lead servant girl lined them up in an orderly row, making sure they stood straight and attentive, their arms still bound behind their waists by the handcuffs.Astrid noticed Mike in the front row. He smiled and winked at her and she smiled in return. He was sitting with other men, each of whom held a kind of wand, like a small cane, which Astrid guessed correctly they would use to indicate their bidding. The hostess also carried one and made a show of going along the row, briefly gently thwacking each girl's behind to demonstrate to them to behave and follow instructions.The show began. A man at a nearby lectern, the MC, made some announcements and explained that the winning bidder would have the right to take the girl to one of the bedrooms to do whatever he wanted with her for an hour, and that he would display each of the girls to the crowd before the bidding began, asking each her name and where she came from.He went first to the black-haired girl and asked her. She confidently replied, speaking out towards the gleeful audience, 'Eva, from Spain.' She got a polite round of applause and smiled at the front row. Astrid wondered if she had done this before. Then the MC asked the crowd if they would like to see more of the Spanish beauty, which of course elicited a roar of approval. So he stood beside her - not to block the view - then pulled at the cord that was holding the tunic closed in the front until it came undone and the tunic began to fall open to expose the flesh beneath. He pulled the tunic aside to reveal a very shapely curvy body, well-tanned, with large well-rounded breasts. This drew more applause. Then he unhooked the tunic's shoulder clasps and the whole garment fell to the floor. Another whoop from the crowd, now that the sexy Latina was naked except for her tiny white briefs. 'Wanna see more?' he asked the crowd. And when the obvious response came, he beckoned the lead servant girl to finish undressing the Spanish slave girl. She knelt down in front of her and in one quick tug pulled down the panties, which caused another roar in the crowd. The Spanish girl's cunny was bare, clean shaven with only a small 'landing strip' above the lips. The servant motioned her to turn around and the slave obeyed, slowly turning herself around to show her bountiful curvy buttocks and shapely thighs.'Magnificent!' said the MC. 'Now, who's next?' He moved along the line to the redhead, whispered to her, then stepped to the side. The girl said out loud, 'Lorna, from Canada.' The crowd applauded and she smiled nervously. Then the same routine took place: the MC bantered with the crowd and made them yell to see her nude, then undid the sash to let the tunic open wide, revealing alabaster skin and small breasts with luscious pink nipples. The girl was blushing, her pale cheeks rosy, freckles showing in the close-up on the big screen. He beckoned the servant girl again, to pull down the panties. This time she peeled them off slowly as the crowd got louder. Beneath the smooth flat tummy and hairless bikini area a small strawberry blonde triangle appeared, partly covering the small mound of her cunny. Her legs were long and slim, pale white. As she turned around she showed off the athletic legs from behind, wiggling her small but very shapely ass as the crowd applauded.'Lovely!' The MC prompted more applause then turned to the next in line, the blonde, who quickly announced herself with her strong accent: 'Aliona. From Ukraine.' Astrid grinned as the masseuse smiled and nodded to acknowledge the applause. Soon the tunic was open, revealing the tall slim body and tiny but well-shaped breasts, their pink nipples erect. She turned around before her tiny panties were removed, showing off her long slim legs and perfectly round buttocks. The servant peeled the tiny thong off from behind, exposing the buttocks to wild applause, then turned her round to reveal the immaculately hairless cunny, as smooth as if she had not yet grown any body hair. Her long blonde hair cascaded erotically around her slim body and the applause grew.'Stunning!' The MC applauded Aliona then turned to the final of the four slaves, Astrid the brunette. 'And now we have a new girl.' Applause rose; Astrid saw Mike clapping wildly and smiling at her. 'What's your name and where are you from?' She replied, nervous but loving the attention, 'Astrid. From England.' More applause. The MC responded, 'An English rose! Let's see your buds and blooms then...' And so he undid the sash in front of the tunic and opened it wide to reveal Astrid's slim young body. The crowd roared. The servant girl unhooked the tunic at the shoulders and let it fall, exposing Astrid's near-nudity. Her breasts stood pert and proud, pinkish nipples hardening as she saw the crowd admiring her. Then the servant knelt down in front of her, hooked fingers in the sides of the little white panties, then slowly peeled them off to reveal Astrid's bare cunny, which drew more wild applause. 'Turn round!' she was instructed. She obeyed, slowly twisting her body to show off her backside and girlish figure.'Amazing!' said the MC. 'And now it's time to ask for your bids! Who will pay most for these gorgeous sexy slave girls? Remember, you get to spend an hour with them tonight!' He returned to his lectern and began the bidding by announcing that Eva would be first. 'Who will give me a thousand dollars for this super sexy Spanish babe?' A mature white man in the front row raised his wand. 'Two thousand?' A handsome black man bid. 'Three? Do I have three?' Mike nudged the black guy and grinned at him as he bid. The black guy gave him a mock wag of the finger, as if to say 'no you don't' and bid four thousand. 'Four,' said the MC. 'I have four thousand for this dark beauty, Eva. Any advance?' There was no further bid. 'Sold! To the gentleman in the front row.' A large round of applause filled the room and the man stood up and walked towards the stage. Eva smiled as he approached and the servant girl led her down the few steps in front of the stage to hand her to her new master. He gave her a kiss on both cheeks and a pat on the ass, then led her away through the crowd to a door at the back which led to one of the bedrooms. One of the nude waitresses followed them in with a bottle of champagne.Next to be sold was the redhead. She reached four thousand too and was led away by a tall older man. Then it was the blonde's turn. The bidding for Aliona was longer, as three men raised each other by a thousand until they reached six, at which point she was led down to the arms of a muscular shaven-headed Russian.Now it was Astrid's turn. Mike looked up at her and grinned as the bidding began. He immediately bid the first thousand, but was quickly beaten by three other guys. The MC paused. 'Wow, four thousand already for this little English rose. Do I hear five?' Mike's wand went up again. 'Six?' Another man bid. Then a third man bid seven thousand. The crowd gasped and applauded again. The MC asked Astrid to turn around again and show herself off. She complied, proudly flaunting her young breasts and wiggling her ass, which drew wild applause again. Then Mike shouted out, 'Ten thousand!' And that was it. She was his.The MC closed the ceremony and led Astrid down the steps while the applause continued. Mike welcomed her into his arms and beckoned the servant to undo the cuffs. Then he kissed her on the mouth and took one hand, lifting her arm high to show off his pretty trophy. And with that, to another round of applause, he led the naked girl through the admiring crowd to a door at the back where they disappeared into one of his private chambers.It was the room with the small pool he had shown her earlier. Astrid held his hand as they entered. Inside stood a handsome smiling male waiter, topless, his muscular torso well-oiled. And beside him was one of the nude dark-haired waitresses with a tray filled with glasses of champagne. To one side, on the sofa, Astrid saw the familiar faces of two of Mike's personal maids, Anabella and Ariana. The girls smiled at her and gave a brief round of applause. Then they all took a glass of champagne.Astrid was hot and glowing from the excitement under the spotlights so she asked Mike if she could take a dip. 'Of course,' he replied. 'I'll join you.' He stripped down to his shorts and dived in. Astrid's nude body joined him there and they embraced in the warm water. As he kissed her she felt the hardness of his growing member through his shorts, pressing against her naked belly. 'Don't worry,' he said. 'You'll have something inside you soon enough!' They dipped and splashed a few times then he told her to get out. As she climbed the pool's short ladder he watched her behind as it wiggled its way up the steps. He was really loving this little exhibitionist and knew they would all get a lot of pleasure out of her again this night.Mike also climbed out of the pool and stood in front of Astrid who was drying herself with a white towel one of the maids had handed her. He pulled down his shorts and his erect cock sprang out. All the girls looked down and giggled as he took it in his hands and pointed it towards each of them. In turn they all cupped their breasts and wiggled their sexy bodies for him, their master.Mike called the male waiter over and led him to Astrid. He said to her, 'Astrid, meet Marcus. He's our resident Greek god and he's going to help me with you.' Astrid shook his hand and admired his dark eyes as they devoured her. Was she going to be taken by two men? Then suddenly the handsome stud reached out and picked her up like a doll then turned to Mike, who said, 'Take her to the chamber.' With that, Astrid was carried into the adjacent bedroom and lain on the fresh sheets, on her back. Anabella and Ariana joined them and went one each side of the bed. Mike came in carrying a video camera, its red light indicating he was already filming. 'Let's get you warmed up,' he said, gleefully.The two maids held Astrid by the wrists, pinning her to the bed. The nude waitress had joined the party too, and spread Astrid's legs. Then she turned to Marcus and undid his pants, pulling them down in one fluid movement, releasing a large semi-erect cock for all to see. She leaned down and took it in her mouth as they all watched. Astrid realized he was being primed to fuck her! Her cunny was wet and she felt a thrill inside at being taken by another stranger as someone filmed her. Soon the waitress let go of the impressive cock, licked her lips and stood aside. His cock was now fully erect, hanging forward, above the nude girl on the bed. The girl had, apparently with her mouth, put a condom on it. Astrid smiled and spread her legs further as he climbed on the bed.Her wrists held by Anabella and Ariana, Astrid could only lie there and be taken. The stud positioned his member above her aching cunny and the nude waitress climbed on the bed too, close enough to kiss Astrid on the stomach and bikini area. 'Action!' called Mike, and someone giggled. Then Astrid felt the tip of the rock hard cock enter her, spreading her wet cunny lips and opening her up. Mike closed in and filmed her being possessed and pinned down by his maids and slaves. She gave herself up and gasped with delight as the cock began to thrust deeper and deeper, harder and faster. Her body bucked and arched to receive him fully and she felt a first wave of orgasm rising. The man pushed harder, showing no mercy, pumping into the young girl, Mike's newest slave. She felt him right up inside and his balls against her cunny. Then she felt the waitress' tongue on her clit, licking and kissing her as the man thrust inside her. She could take no more, the stimulation was too much. She let out a little scream as she began to climax, and at the same time heard him grunt and felt him thrust even harder and deeper as he let himself go, releasing his load and pushing deep into her. Astrid's clit was still being teased by the other girl and she came again, squirting her juices and feeling the fluids seeping out of her.He withdrew and Astrid watched as the nude waitress ripped off the condom and licked off all the cum from his still hard cock. The maids let her arms free and walked away. Anabella took the video camera from Mike and continued filming as the waitress sucked the man dry and Mike walked over and lifted Astrid's naked little body from the bed. He carried her out of the room and back to the pool, then threw her in. She plunged under the water, imagining her body was so hot she must be giving off steam. As she surfaced he beckoned her out and pointed to the nearby open shower by the pool. Astrid dutifully stood underneath the hot water as Ariana squirted shower gel and rubbed her body while Anabella filmed them.Once she was washed and dry Mike led Astrid back into the bedroom. She wondered if he was going to take her himself next but he had other ideas. 'I'm going to set my young man on you again as soon as he's ready,' he said. 'How about we take you from behind this time? And don't forget I won you in the auction so we can do what we want with you.' He grinned and she smiled back, saying, 'Yes, master Mike!'Astrid remembered Amanda's challenge: 'Show me u being fucked in every hole!' So far Astrid had sent her best friend several obscene photos including close-up facial shots showing creamy cum on her tongue and dripping from her red lips, some shots taken looking down at her spattered tummy and seeping cunny, as another hot load flooded out of her. Now for the finale, with Mike's hunky slave, hoping he would be experienced enough to take her from behind without hurting her too much - she had never had a cock in her arsehole, only a well-lubricated dildo, delicately inserted by Amanda a few weeks ago during one of their tipsy sleepovers.But now it was for real. She had had sex with Mike and his friends several times now, so she felt confident to let them take her from behind. And once she got the confidence she felt a perverse sluttish delight in giving up her precious little ass, instructing Mike to take photos with her phone during and after. Anabella was also going to film it for them while Ariana stood by, nude and ready if needed. Astrid wondered for a moment if this would turn into a free-for-all with so many hot bodies around.Marcus approached Astrid. He was now wearing white boxers and she could see the outline of his firm phallus through the thin material. She surprised herself again with her appetite to have a cock inside her again while being filmed.She sat on the edge of the bed and when he came close to her she reached out and tucked her fingertips into the waistband of his underwear, then looked up at him with her best doe eyes. She noticed a strong throb beneath the material as he began to harden again. She grinned up at him and began to peel the boxers down, revealing his smooth tip, its hole already oozing precum. Ariana knelt down next to them and moved her face towards the man's groin - it must be her turn to prime him, not that he would need it, evidently as the stud's emerging cock was already hard. Astrid watched as Ariana leaned forward, and Anabella zoomed in to get the close-up shot as Ariana's blowjob lips reached down and took the head of his cock in between them. Then her tongue reached out and licked the shaft, causing him to groan slightly. Astrid hoped the exotic babe wouldn't make him come yet: she wanted that cock inside her rear! Then Ariana let go and the cock sprang forward to attention, ready for Astrid.Ariana walked away towards Mike, her well-rounded buttocks swiveling in a highly erotic way as she walked. Mike was wearing only his shorts and his hardness was evident. Ariana placed her hot young body against him, her naked pubis pressing against his groin and her pert breasts against his chest, then kissed him deeply. He reached his arms around and grasped her buttocks, but his eyes were looking over at his special guest, sitting on the bed. He told Ariana to sit next to her on the bed, then he walked over to stand beside Anabella who was still filming. Anabella was topless, nipples erect, her short skirt barely covering her cunny. Mike reached up under it and lifted it to show her nudity to the others. Anabella continued filming Marcus and Astrid, whose fingers were gently caressing the male slave's stiff cock. Mike slid his hand under Anabella's cunny and it came up wet from her seeping juices, which he licked from his fingers as her grinned at Astrid.

In this episode, fintech affiliate marketing expert Lawrence Sarpong shares insights from years of hands-on experience in the space. He breaks down how fintech affiliate marketing stands apart from the broader industry — with a stronger focus on customer education and solving very specific financial needs.Lawrence dives into best practices for building a strong affiliate program, from choosing the right platform (he gives a big nod to Impact) to cultivating genuine, long-term relationships with partners. He emphasizes that authenticity beats flashy influencer deals, especially in fintech where trust is everything.He also walks us through a powerful online-to-offline campaign that drove real revenue and explains why social media is becoming more critical than ever in affiliate marketing.Other highlights include common mistakes to avoid (like overlooking partner fit or dropping the ball on communication), plus some personal reflections — including his favorite travel spots and how he thrives as an introvert in a relationship-driven industry.

 Sapphic Massage then 3 guys in her room.Based on a post by jonnicat, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Back in her room, Astrid took a shower and texted Amanda to tell her about the episode in the market. Amanda had been to her tennis club and sent Astrid a photo of her with short tennis skirt lifted, displaying her white underwear. Astrid modeled the new bikini. Then she told her friend that she was planning to try out the hotel gym next and they promised to tell each other all later.She had just finished showering when a maid knocked at the door (she had asked for extra bath towels). Astrid wrapped a small towel round her - just enough to cover her breasts and down far enough to retain her modesty - then answered the door. The maid was hot - a dark brunette with full red lips and a cheeky smile. Astrid caught her glance as the maid quickly scanned her barely covered nubile body. Astrid met her eyes and grinned. 'So have you come to service me?' she asked, grinning, stepping aside to let the maid walk in.As the dark beauty walked past into the room Astrid checked her out, admiring her well rounded backside, tightly covered by her white apron. The maid turned to face her and was about to speak but Astrid put her finger to her lips and said 'Just tell me your name and show me what you can do for me.' 'Ariana,' she replied, 'like the singer.' And grinned. Astrid replied, 'You're hot like her too!' The maid smiled widely and visibly relaxed.Astrid decided to see how shockable - or how naughty - Ariana was, wondering if she knew Anabella, her colleague who had filmed Astrid and Mike having sex in the beach hut. Astrid suspected this hotel was full of horny staff and guests, resolving to find the action or make it happen. She unhooked the towel where it was folded above her breasts then pulled it away from her body, dropping it to the floor and standing proudly naked. The maid's eyes widened and she smiled as she looked Astrid up and down. It was clear she had a special customer here.Astrid took control. 'Never mind the room, just service me!' And with that she reached out to take the maid's hand and led her to the bed. She sat down at the edge and pulled Ariana gently down by both hands so that she was kneeling in front of her, between her spread legs. Astrid looked down and nodded as if to say 'do your duty'. She knew it was bold to demand but she had a hunch she wouldn't be disappointed. Sure enough Ariana smiled up at her new mistress and moved her face closer. Astrid's cunny was ripe and ready, juices already lubricating her in anticipation. Suddenly she felt warm plentiful lips on her lower tummy, gently kissing along the top of her bikini line and then down to her upper thighs. Then she felt a warm moist tongue tracing its way along the top of her legs and up the side of her cunny lips then down the other side.By now she was aching to be kissed right in her core but for a few more moments the maid just teased her, planting tiny kisses from her lips and tip of the tongue. Astrid gasped with pleasure and arched her body forwards, desperate for more. Then suddenly the warm wet tongue slid between the swelling cunny lips and thrust inside, licking the first honey wetness. Astrid by now had given up her body to be devoured - enjoying another woman's touch for a change from being pounded by some hard cock. Ariana's tongue worked expertly, diving into the warm wet cunny and flicking the swollen clit, causing Astrid to moan and buck with delight as she lost control, the first spasm sending her to the edge, making her juices squirt out in a quick rhythmic flood, running out between her legs as she came uncontrollably, while the maid licked and sucked and drank every drop.Astrid lay back on the bed, satisfied but still horny. She wanted to return the favor. She beckoned Ariana to her side then leaned over to undress her new lover. The maid's uniform was easy to unbutton and within moments she had exposed smooth tanned skin, white bra barely holding well rounded breasts, and tiny panties from which dark curly hair peeped out. Astrid quickly undid the bra and sat the maid up so that her firm breasts stood proudly to attention, nipples already firm. Astrid caressed them gently until they became harder and Ariana began to moan.Then Astrid told her to stand up and pose for some photos. Ariana grinned and didn't pause for a moment. Now dressed only in her white panties she paraded around the room and struck various poses, including a particularly erotic position, leaning over thrusting out her almost bare buttocks and fleshy cunny lips, with the white thong cleft in between. That was it! Time to return the favor.Astrid then led her to the bed, pushed her down on the sheets and sat astride her. She leaned close and kissed her full on the lips, tasting her own juices on the other girl's lips. Next she gently kissed and licked Ariana's firm round breasts until the nipples were fully erect. Now she wanted full flesh on flesh.She reached down the woman's tanned body and pulled down the tiny thong, exposing the little well-trimmed triangle of dark hair above the shaven cunny, which was somehow so erotic in these times of extreme waxing and nudity, as if the maid were still natural and pubescent. It reminded her of school days with Amanda when they were both adolescent, relishing becoming women. At that point Astrid grabbed her phone from the bedside table and took more photos to send to her friend later. Ariana didn't object and lay in a series of sensual poses, full frontal nude, completely unashamed and apparently loving the attention. She even stroked her own cunny while Astrid took more snaps.Then there was a noise at the window. Astrid looked up and saw the boy from the next room looking in. Ariana looked embarrassed at first and covered her breasts and cunny but Astrid told her to relax and invited the boy in. He was wearing only swimming trunks and both girls saw he was hard and ready. They looked at each other and grinned then both stood up, posing nude for him as he approached the bed. As he reached them Astrid pulled down his trunks releasing the eager young cock. Perhaps it was her imagination but it seemed bigger than last time. Anyway it would do. She was now aching to be fucked again.She gave her phone to Ariana and told her to take photos of them as she spread herself for the boy. He didn't waste time and soon his cock was inside Astrid's wetness. She opened her legs wide and took him fully in, enjoying being taken by a man again. He kissed her mouth and breasts as he pounded her, while the maid took photos. But when she felt the young man push harder inside and start to tremble she pushed him away, out of her and told him to wait. 'Her turn!' she said, pointed to the naked maid and taking the phone.Astrid stood and watched as Ariana knelt down on the bed to present her beautifully rounded ass to him. The throbbing cock pushed up between the ass cheeks as she spread herself for him and he took her from behind. Astrid then took more photos as the boy thrust into the Latina babe whose cunny was now dripping and aching. (Astrid made a mental note to invite Ariana to join her at one of the parties in the penthouse, sure that she would make it even more fun).They all knew the young guy wouldn't last long so they waited until he was losing control and Astrid pulled him away and knelt down next to Ariana just in time to catch the boy's load as he spurted over their buttocks, his cum spattering over both of them as they giggled with delight. He watched in disbelief as they kissed each other, wiped off the cum from their rears and licked it from their fingers. Then they sent him away, now that he was no use to them.Next they locked in a passionate embrace, kissing deeply and caressing each other all over, which only made them hornier until there was only one option. They positioned themselves in a sixty-nine and licked and kissed each other's eager pussies and clits until they both shuddered to a final orgasm. They drank each other dry and rolled over side by side.They swapped numbers and Astrid promised to send the photos later and to invite her new friend to join her again, preferably with a couple of men. Ariana said that if necessary she would invite one of the guys from the bar or kitchen - she had fucked most of them, she confessed. And she recommended the gym, where Astrid was planning to go next.For the gym Astrid wore a tiny pair of black shorts (without underwear), matching sports bra and bright white new sneakers. She knew it might be a good opportunity to show herself off again.The gym was empty except for two of the male trainers who stood and greeted her as she came in. She saw them both briefly look her up and down, surely admiring her fit body in its skimpy outfit. She smiled and declined their offer of help but knew they would have to sit nearby in case she, as the customer, needed anything.She started on the treadmill, setting a running pace to warm up, looking over now and again to see if they were watching - they were. Then she did a few stretches and exercises on the mat. As she moved she could feel her shorts riding up so that more of her buttocks became exposed; instead of tweaking them back into place she made a point of showing off her backside to them at every opportunity. As usual the exhibitionist in her took over and she turned herself on, sensing a glow inside, a growing wetness in her cunny and hardening nipples.She decided it was time to make use of the fit young men so she asked them for some hands-on help with exercises. They both came close and one began to give her some instructions but she pretended not to get it and asked him to help move her body into the position. As he gently held her arms, shoulders, lower back and waist while taking her through the movements she managed to push her body against him, rubbing herself against his groin. He was wearing tight shorts and she felt a bulge there. The other guy noticed and grinned. Then she reached out to him too and stroked her palm across his chest and down to his pants. He was already hard and she could feel the shape of his cock.'You know what exercise I really need?' she asked. 'Fuck me. Both of you'. They didn't need asking twice. Soon there were hands all over her, caressing her breasts and buttocks, fingers stroking her cunny through the shorts. She pulled away and stripped off as they watched, then lay naked on an exercise mat. 'One in each end.' They both grinned at each other and her then undressed quickly. One keeled down between her spread legs and began to lick her naked swelling cunny lips. The other straddled her face and slid his hardening cock into her eager mouth.It didn't take long until she had two hard cocks in her, one pumping inside her cunny and one deep in her mouth. And they didn't last long either. The one pounding deep into her began thrusting hard and she felt him tremble and harden as he came close - and at the last moment he pulled out and sent several spurts of cum over her stomach and cunny. At the same time the other guy tensed inside her mouth and she licked the head of his throbbing cock with her warm tongue until he couldn't wait any more and pulled out of her mouth just in time to squirt a heavy load over her face and into her open mouth.The men quickly dressed, worried that another customer might come in, but Astrid lay naked a little longer on the floor, licking the cum off her lips and wiping it from her tummy and licking her fingers. Then she finished herself off as they watched, flicking her expert fingertips over her wet clit until she bucked and came with a moan, juices seeping out from her hot wet cunny.She stood up, posed naked for them once more, then pulled on her outfit. She smiled at the men and said, 'Thanks for the workout, just what I needed. See you next time.' One replied, 'Any time, babe. We do massage too.' He handed her a card. The other guy added, 'Yeah and we can do room service for you.' So she gave them her room number, kissed them both on the mouth and told them to come that night at 11. And she told herself she would leave her red panties on the balcony for the boy in the next room. Three young men at once - now that would make Amanda envious...Astrid's exhibitionist tendency was not just narcissism. Yes she liked the attention, seeing the reaction and expression of people she showed herself off to. But it also turned her on. Showing her wares gave her a deep thrill every time. Moreover she felt a rewarding sense of connection and sharing, putting her at one with humanity and the forces of love and lust.Astrid stood admiring the attractive young woman in the full-length bathroom mirror, a nude female who had just finished showering. Her bright hazel eyes looked back at her from her sweet young face. Her cheeks were rosy from the hot shower. Her luscious lips were slightly parted, giving a glimpse of white teeth. Her still-wet hair framed her face and tumbled across the slightly tanned bare shoulders and down her chest, where a few strands fell around her pink breasts and semi-erect nipples.She continued scanning herself downwards across her naturally pale and perfectly flat tummy, her slim waist and slight hips, adorned by the shapely pelvic bones. Her smooth thighs curved gently into her long athletic legs. She held her gaze on the gap in between her thighs, adoring the way it formed a natural inverted triangle with firm curving flesh on two sides and freshly waxed cunny above. She always chose high-cut briefs to show off this stunning little thigh gap.As she looked at herself, proud of her beauty and fitness, well aware of her great sex appeal, she was becoming increasingly horny and wet. She wanted someone else to see and appreciate her nude young body. She wished Ariana or Anabella would come to her room now; she knew that both the maids were attracted to her. She was tempted to call one of them and summon her to come to the room for a quickie.But for now she decided just to take some selfies and send them to the girls and to Amanda back home. Later she would find other opportunities to show herself off around the hotel pool, beach and spa. So she took her phone and snapped a few dozen shots of her nudity including some close-ups of her chest, midriff and inevitably the stunning pubic area below, then messaged them to her admirers.Having dried her hair and dressed (thong, tight white cotton shorts, loose sky-blue t-shirt, no bra) Astrid went down to the hotel spa where she had booked a massage.The receptionist, a young redhead she recognized from the gym, gave her a lovely welcoming smile and led her to the massage room, which stood empty. 'Just relax here for a minute,' she said, gesturing to the center of the small room where there was a chair beside the massage bench. Alone in the room Astrid remained standing and looked around. It was bright and clean, low lighting, candles, chill-out music coming from unseen speakers.On one wall was a large horizontally hung mirror, in line with the length of the massage table. She stood in front of it and immediately imagined that it was one of those two-way mirrors and that people could see through from a room on the other side. She liked the idea, amused at the thought of being watched, lying naked being massaged.But it was not just Astrid's imagination. There really was a viewing room, behind the mirror, into which the redhead had disappeared to join Anabella who was already sitting there, video camera ready. They kissed briefly on the mouth, then giggled quietly as they looked through at Astrid in front of them. This would be another one to show at one of their wild parties in the penthouse.Astrid stood facing the mirror for a minute, checking herself out. She cupped her breasts through the shirt, caressing herself gently. Then she slid her palms down her thighs and edged her fingertips between her legs... The door opened. A woman walked in, a tall ponytailed blonde in a white uniform. As the masseuse approached Astrid was sure she heard giggling from behind the mirror and was thrilled at the thought that she was on show again.'Hallo,' said the woman, speaking with a strong eastern European accent. 'I am Aliona. I give you massage.' She smiled. 'You can take off clothes.' Astrid grinned and faced the mirror again. In one quick movement she pulled the t-shirt over her head and placed it on the chair. Then she peeled down the little shorts and wiggled out of them. Standing in only her tiny briefs she turned to Aliona who was watching her undress.'This too?' Astrid asked, indicating the thong.'Yes. Is better.'Better for all of your watching me, thought Astrid. But she was only too pleased to get naked again. She hooked her thumbs into the waistline of the underwear, smiled at the masseuse, whose light blue eyes were fixed on the young woman's body, and pulled down the tiny piece of material, exposing her full nudity to Aliona and who knew how many people watching!The masseuse asked Astrid to lie down, then dimmed the lights. However there was a cool white light shining down from above, illuminating the massage table on which lay Astrid's naked body. She lay face down, her pert round buttocks beautifully illuminated. Aliona looked back at the mirror, licked her lips and grinned, knowing the other girls were watching and filming. Then she undid the top buttons of her white frock-coat uniform, exposing a little cleavage, knowing she was part of the show too. She intended to please her young customer in more ways than one! She walked around the far side of the table so that she would not obstruct the view from the mirror, then looked down at Astrid, innocently awaiting her treatment.Soon the warm oiled fingertips began caressing Astrid's back and shoulders, smoothing the muscles. As the stunning Ukrainian blonde leaned forward over the young body below, her ponytail fell around her bare shoulders and more of her cleavage showed to the secret audience. She licked her lips again as she massaged Astrid's lower back and waist area. The room was very warm. She paused for a moment as Astrid lay unaware below, then looked over at the mirror and slowly unbuttoned her uniform, exposing her bare chest and tanned midriff, plus the tiny triangle of her white briefs. Then she resumed the massage, applying pressure to Astrid's lower back and beginning to spread her fingertips over the young girl's buttocks.At eighteen, Astrid had only had a professional massage a couple of times so she had no idea how good this one was - or even whether it was professional at all - but she enjoyed every moment nevertheless, loving as always the feeling of warm hands on her flesh. She began to stir inside as she reacted to the warm caresses. The hands had now begun smoothing over her taut buttocks. Astrid relaxed as much as she could, but felt the wetness increasing inside. Suddenly the long fingers were down between her legs, massaging her inner thighs and Astrid found herself wishing they would reach to her cunny.'You want to turn over?' asked the masseuse. Astrid said yes and rolled herself onto her back, unwittingly giving the camera an excellent view of her back and buttocks, and a brief flash of her exposed cunny, as she adjusted herself on her back. As she lay waiting she noticed the blonde's uniform was undone and her eyes widened with surprise and delight as she admired the slim white body standing beside her. Aliona smiled at her and blew a kiss. Astrid grinned and wiggled slightly as she lay, as if to offer herself up to the new mistress. She felt her nipples hardening as she looked up at the blonde's small pink breasts above, the flat tummy and the slight bulge beneath the panties, giving away the shape of the shapely cunny lips. Aliona shed her uniform and stood there in only her panties while she lubricated her hands again.Soon the warm oiled fingers were caressing Astrid's young breasts, gently smoothing and stimulating them, ever so gently tweaking the hardening nipples. Astrid looked again at the white panties and noticed a wet patch forming. She herself was very wet now, her naked cunny lips swelling, aching for attention. Next the masseuse stood behind Astrid's head, which was right at the end of the table, and leaned over her to spread her hands down the stomach. As she did so, her cunny came very close to Astrid's face and she could smell the scent of the older woman above. Instinctively Astrid leaned her head back and found her mouth was millimeters from the thin white panties. The blonde reached lower to massage Astrid's lower stomach and her crotch came into contact with Astrid's mouth, almost forcing her to form the lips into a kiss. This must be deliberate, Astrid thought. So she gave a brief kiss through the damp material, feeling with her lips the shape of the cunny lips beneath. The blonde pressed against her, so Astrid flicked her tongue along the sides of the tiny panties, licking the moist soft flesh exposed on either side of the slit.At the same moment, Aliona's fingers reached Astrid's cunny, stroking and caressing it as the cunny lips swelled further and honey juices began seeping out. Using both hands, she expertly used the long fingertips to part the cunny and expose Astrid's prominent clitoris, which was aching to be stimulated more. Meanwhile, Astrid's tongue had reached inside the panties and she began licking the warm juices from the blonde's eager cunny. Fingertips now flicked Astrid's clit gently from side to side and she felt herself trembling with the first flow of orgasm.But suddenly Aliona removed her hands and stepped away briefly. Astrid was worried for an instant that she had gone too far, but she wasn't going to be disappointed. The tall slim blonde had only stopped to remove the now wet panties. She hooked her fingertips into them and pulled them down, exposing her long legs and firm buttocks to the cameras behind the mirror. Astrid watched as the nude woman above came closer again. Aliona then climbed onto the massage table and positioned herself over Astrid, leaning down so that her face was above the young girl's cunny and her loins were spread above Astrid's face, presenting her completely hairless cunny to the younger woman. Time for a sixty-nine, mutual relief.Almost immediately Aliona began kissing and licking Astrid's cunt, smothering her mouth over the cunny and sticking her tongue deep inside. Simultaneously she lowered herself onto Astrid's face, plunging her wet cunny onto the younger woman's wet mouth. Then they both lost it, urgently kissing and licking each other, both moaning loud as their hot bodies bucked and trembled with the first floods of orgasm. Astrid almost gave out a scream as she came, pumping her juices out over Aliona's mouth and tongue, which was flicking across her clit, causing more waves of pleasure to be released. Aliona licked and drank every drop, sucking the juices from Astrid's willing cunny.As Astrid finished coming, her body still trembling, she continued to lick the cunny that was still spread over her mouth, sticking her tongue in and out and over the little white bud of the blonde's clit. She felt a warm flood as the sexy masseuse came over her mouth and chin. Astrid swallowed all the juices and licked the smooth soft pubic area, as Aliona moaned with pleasure.Both now sated, they stood up, hugged and kissed on the mouth, long and deep, tasting each other and caressing each other's hard bodies. Aliona put on a show for the cameras, turning her naked customer round so that the girls filming would get a good view of their nude embrace. Then she stepped away, took Astrid's hand, turned to face the mirror and gave a bow to the unseen audience. Astrid grinned and did the same, then asked Aliona if she would come and do a private visit to her room one night. The masseuse quickly agreed, then they kissed again and found their scattered clothing.Astrid felt delighted, very relaxed and satisfied, knowing there was more to come. As she left the room, she remembered she had invited the gym guys to her room that night. It was great to be with another woman this afternoon but she was pleased she would have some men later too.At 11pm Astrid had showered and sat in her room waiting for the two gym guys and the student from the next room. She wore only a white vest, having decided not to even bother with underwear. She amazed herself with her sexual appetite, so eager was she to be fucked again and so excited by the prospect of seducing three guys at once.The boy from the next room came in first, creeping through the balcony doors with a silly grin on his face as he unsubtly looked her up and down, admiring her nude lower half in particular. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Astrid told him to get the phone camera ready - she wanted some evidence to send to Amanda. Moments later the door buzzer went and she let the two gym guys in. They were both in black jeans and shirts and went straight to Astrid to kiss her on the lips. She told them she had invited the boy next door and they grinned at her appetite.They had brought a bottle of vodka and started passing it round. Astrid took a large gulp and as she took the bottle from her lips she let some spill onto her top. She pulled the vest down to show her bare breasts and one of the guys reached out to caress her while the other leaned in to lick off the vodka from one of her nipples.Astrid wasted no time. 'No talking,' she instructed. 'Just fuck me. All of you.' She stood in front of them all and pulled off the vest, loving the way all three guys instinctively looked her up and down, enjoying her brazen nudity. The men all took off their tops. The one nearest her started unbuttoning his jeans. Within moments she reached out and grabbed the hardening cock as it sprang loose. She was so horny she took it straight in her mouth. Her tongue gave a series of rapid licks and she felt it harden and throb. At the same time she reached back to grab the next guy's member with one hand as he held it out towards her.They needed no further encouragement. Soon all three were naked and one of them carried her to the bed and lay her on her back. She was surrounded and very horny, taking one cock in her mouth and another by her hand. The third guy started licking her cunny as she spread her legs wide, thrusting his tongue inside her and flicking it across her clit.At the same time she took the younger man's cock deeper in her mouth and felt it pulsing. She felt an unbearable urge to be filled and covered with cum as soon as possible. So she licked and sucked the cock, holding it with her hand so he couldn't withdraw - sure enough it was too much for him and with a powerful throb he exploded in her mouth, spurting all his load down her throat. Astrid gulped and gasped but took it all, swallowing and sucking until he was dry.Seconds later she bucked with pleasure as the stimulation of her cunny by the third guy became too much - she moaned out load as she came, squirting her juices out onto his tongue, which eagerly lapped up her flow, as she licked her lips and swallowed the rest of the other guy's cum in her mouth.The young man would not be much use to her now so she told him to start taking photos of them as she set to work on the two gym guys. Amanda was going to love this slutty show!First she took another cock in her mouth, the one she had been rubbing. It was rock hard now and she knew it wouldn't take much to get another load in her face. He grabbed the back of her head to steady her as she sucked and licked his smooth firm tip. She teased him with her lips and tongue, cupping his balls as he began to thrust into her mouth. She looked up and saw that the young guy was rapidly taking photos with her phone.She felt the cock in her mouth twitch and sensed him shudder and wondered whether she should wait and take him in her cunt, but the other gym guy was waiting for that, so she carried on sucking and licking him as he grew even harder.Soon she sensed he was about to come, so she arched her head back, releasing the throbbing cock in from of her mouth and opened wide. The tip of his hardness touched her lips and he held his cock steady and aimed at her mouth.

Joseph Steinberg is a leading cybersecurity expert who has worked in the field since its early days, tracing his journey back to the pre-commercial internet of the 1980s and 90s. With a strong technical foundation and a master's degree from NYU, he began his career in the mid-1990s, integrating security systems for financial institutions before moving into startups, writing, consulting, and eventually expert witness testimony. ⁣ Recognized for his ability to demystify complex digital evidence in court, Steinberg now helps legal teams navigate high-stakes cybersecurity litigation. His insights have shaped public understanding of cyber threats, from early online scams to today's deepfake-powered fraud and nation-state attacks. A former Forbes columnist and author of Cybersecurity for Dummies, he emphasizes practical cyber hygiene, multi-factor authentication, and strong password habits. ⁣ Steinberg continues to raise awareness about digital risks and AI's evolving role in cybercrime, advocating for personal responsibility and education in a world where attackers only need to succeed once—but defenders must be vigilant always.

In this episode of Executive Conversations, Maeva Cifuentes speaks with Lindsay Kelley, VP of Marketing at Sonar Software.  Lindsay talks us through her techniques for advocating for marketing initiatives within the organization to secure necessary resources. They also discuss methods to develop and present budgets that reflect marketing goals and company targets and strategies to identify and collaborate with internal allies who can champion marketing initiatives.In this episode, we talk about:Executive Buy-In​Long-Term GTM Strategies​Data-Driven Narratives​Budget Alignment​Internal Marketing

Exhibitionist encounter in the beach hut at night.Based on a post by jonnicat, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. After her exhibitionism at the pool and the intimate pleasures in her hotel room, then the evening in the bar exposing herself and seducing someone to give her the first fuck of the vacation, Astrid was ready for more that night. She was eager and excited about the midnight rendezvous on the beach with the older man she had flashed herself to in the pool.Her parents had said goodnight and gone to their room. Astrid was alone in her room, instant-messaging her best friend Amanda, spilling all about how she had flashed her panties from across the hotel cocktail bar to seduce the horny guy opposite, then had furtive sex with him in a dark corner by the pool. Amanda was pleased that her friend had scored on the first evening but demanded photographic evidence of the next coupling - Astrid had told her about the invitation to meet at the beach hut at midnight.'I'm gonna turn him on and use him all night!''Yay. I wanna see u nude on the beach, bae.''ok I'll get him to take pics of me.''And show me a pic of his cock lol!'Astrid willingly accepted the challenge, and dared Amanda - who had said she was playing tennis the next day - to send her pics of her in her tennis whites but without panties, like that old poster. She knew that Amanda loved to flash her white panties to the tennis coach. They loved daring each other to go further and further with their exhibitionism and generally dirty behavior. Tonight Astrid wanted to excel herself.She had taken a hot shower, soaping herself thoroughly, paying particular attention to her smooth breasts and soft cunny, and was now standing naked in her hotel room trying to decide what to wear. The Mediterranean night was hot so she wouldn't need much. The most difficult question was: panties or not? On the one hand she couldn't resist showing off her hot young body; on the other hand she wanted to give the guy a tease and let him strip her. She chose a very skimpy white beach dress, almost translucent, which was really only meant for pulling on over a bikini. She slipped it on and stood in front of the mirror, admiring her nudity showing through: it gave a clear view of her pert breasts, flat stomach and the outline of her cunny lips. Grabbing her phone, Astrid took a few selfies and sent a couple to Amanda.'wow, he's gonna cum just looking at u!''lol hope he lasts longer than that.''u just have to make him cum more than once then.'She decided not to wear a bra: her young breasts were pert and well-shaped and didn't need support. And of course she wanted the man to see them, already imagining turning him on. She chose a tiny white lacy thong but before putting it on she squeezed a handful of lubricant from the tube and moistened both her holes, just to make it easy for her to be taken any way he chose. Even the act of doing this turned her on and her cunny was already lubricating itself too. She slipped on some sandals, checked herself out in the mirror again, slipped her phone and some condoms into a clutch bag and left the room.She walked slowly and quietly down the dark hotel corridor past her parents' room and opened the fire escape door at the end, which she had noticed was a short-cut to the path that led down to the nearby beach. She quickly reached the hotel gardens, looking around in case anyone was there, but if they were they were well hidden. She felt sure there must be other night-time lovers around on this hot summer night. Soon she was on the boardwalk path that led down to the hotel's private beach. The sand ahead was softly lit by moonlight and she saw the waves gently breaking on the still-warm sand. A warm breeze wrapped around her slim body and she felt a shudder of delight, anticipating the erotic encounter.The man had mentioned the beach hut, which she soon spotted away to the right. To the left she had seen shadows on the ground, silhouettes of another couple lying in the near darkness, but saw no one to the right. The hut was small, appeared to be empty, standing isolated in the quiet midnight beach scene. She knew it must be around midnight by now and hoped he hadn't changed his mind. She sat down in front of the hut, leaning back against it to watch the waves. She spread her legs, enjoying the sensation of the warm night breeze around her thighs and hungry core. She hoped he wouldn't be long.Moments later she saw a tall figure approaching from the direction of the hotel path. A man. Must be him! She stood up as he approached. He smiled. She saw his dark eyes, already full of lust, and admired his tall muscular body, dressed only in a tight white t-shirt and marine blue beach pants which went just below the knee.'Hi,' he said, moving closer.'You came,' she replied.'Not yet. But I figure you can make that happen!' he smiled.She grinned, blushing a little. She guessed he must be around her father's age - about 50 - but he was fit and handsome. She assumed he must be well experienced too.'I'm Mike,' he said.'Astrid.'He gave her a gently kiss on both cheeks and took one of her hands, leading her to the beach hut door. She grinned and blushed. She felt even wetter below now.'Let's go in, if you don't mind.' Astrid nodded and watched as he took a key from his pocket, explaining that he was a regular at the hotel and knew all the maids, one of whom had given him a copy of the key. She wondered how many other women guests and hotel maids he had brought here, but that thought fled from her mind as the door opened and he beckoned her to enter.Inside the hut, which had pine paneled walls, there was a long wooden bench seat with some pegs on the wall above, presumably for people to change clothing. There were a couple of seats and a small unit in the corner. On the floor was a large rug. There was only one window which looked out towards the sea. Moonlight came through and bathed the room in a cool light, just enough for them to see each other. Astrid stood as he looked her up and down, his eyes betraying his approval and excitement at the sexy young woman who seemed to want to show herself off to him.'You're certainly not shy, are you?' he asked. She grinned and held herself proud before him as he admired her breasts through the translucent material. She watched his eyes move downwards to see her white panties and long smooth legs. She felt like she was already naked, being so scantily dressed and knowing he had already seen her assets in the pool. She took her phone from her bag and told him he could take any photos he wanted and that she wanted to see his body too.He switched on the one overhead light and took a few photos with her phone as she posed, growing in confidence as he flattered her with comments and praise. Then he lifted off his shirt, exposing the muscular torso she had seen at the pool. She sensed his musky aroma as he approached. Looking down she saw the bulge of his cock against his thin cotton shorts. She took back the phone and took a few photos of him as he stood smiling.'Wanna see more?' he asked. She nodded and took a series of shots as he reached down and pulled at the waistband. He raised his eyes as if to ask should he pull them down. She nodded and snapped away as he slowly pulled them down, gasping as she saw the smooth glans of his cock appear. She felt a shudder at the thought of having that inside. Suddenly the whole cock sprang out as the shorts fell to the floor; it stood to attention, hardening as she watched and took more photos. Amanda was going to love this!'Now you,' he demanded. She handed him the phone and he began to take snaps as she, grinning girlishly, reached down and pulled up her skimpy half-dress, exposing the tiny white triangle of her panties and her smooth stomach. She saw his eyes widen and cock tremble as she lifted the dress off and shed it to the floor, thrusting her pert breasts proudly forward, their nipples hardening as she posed. He told her to lie down on the rug and she obeyed, spreading her body below him in the moonlight. He took more pictures as she looked up, admiring the massive member hovering above her. Then he motioned her to take off the panties.Astrid hadn't yet noticed that there was someone at the window, looking in from the beach. A dark pair of eyes was watching their every move and filming it. Mike had secretly arranged (not for the first time) for one of his maids to be there to help him catch the scene and take some memories of his conquest.Lying vulnerable on the rug, Astrid again obeyed immediately, reaching down to her waist and using her long fingers to start peeling the panties off where she lay. Slowly she slid them down to expose her smooth cunny lips and well-lubricated slit. She wondered if the bud of her clit was already showing. Then she raised her knees to pull the panties down her thighs as he took more and more pictures, moving closer to take closer snaps of her cunny as she raised her legs and exposed her core to him, quickly pulling the panties off completely. She loved the feeling of being completely nude, lying underneath a mature man with a hard cock she was about to put to good use.He took a few close-up photos of her beautiful cunny and some full-body shots, then lowered himself closer down over her until his cock was in shot. Then he took more photos of his full hardness hovering above her cunny and stroking itself against her stomach. She felt the pre-cum on her belly, already imagining being covered with a flood of his juices. Or would she take his load in her mouth? Or let him explode inside her cunny? Or the other end? She wanted it all! Being exposed and photographed turned her on so much she felt juices oozing out already. His now massive cock throbbed in anticipation.Astrid then beckoned him closer, sticking her tongue out and pointing to her mouth. He took the unsubtle hint and edged his tool closer to her face as he continued to take pictures of their acts. He poised his hard cock right in front of her luscious lips and her fingers clasped it gently. She reached down to her cunny and made one hand wet with her juices, then used it to lubricate his shaft, making him even harder. By now she had decided to blow him and hope he would recover quickly to fuck her holes too.She took the tip of him in between her lips, gently licking the smooth glans as his cock began to throb and harden still more. By now he had put down her phone and balanced himself over her with his hands on the floor either side. His muscular thighs clasped her body below and she felt his flesh brush against her breasts. Her nipples were hardening and she knew she was now soaking wet below. Above she saw his face, enjoying watching him look down at her as she slowly took him deeper in her mouth.From the corner of her eye she sensed a movement. Then she saw the face at the window. Her eyes widened and he realized she had noticed. His cock was filling her mouth so she couldn't speak, but he reassured her, softly saying, 'Don't worry, Astrid, that's only Anabella, one of the maids, a friend of mine. She's filming us. I figured you wouldn't mind...?' Astrid's response was wrap her hands around his stiff member and pull it deeper into her mouth until it reached the back of her throat. She felt his balls against her chin. Might as well put on a show, she thought.That brought him to the edge almost immediately. He was very experienced and could make sex last, but this young one was so hot and dirty he just wanted to fill her with seed as quickly as possible. Astrid sucked and licked the length of his cock as it swelled inside her mouth and a few moments later she felt him tremble and go even harder. He grunted and thrust himself forwards as the first spurt came, then pulled his cock partially out, sending a second hard spurt to the back of her mouth. He finished on her tongue and face, as he pulled out and squirted the rest of his cum on her lips and chin.Afterwards he took another few photos with her phone: her mouth open, tongue covered by a pool of cum she had not yet swallowed; her chin wet with a trail of oozing semen; her cheeks lightly spattered. Some of the shots showed his still hard member, hovering over her young face. Anabella had also captured the whole thing on a video clip he would relish later in his room and perhaps show on a large screen at one of his regular sex parties there.'You up for more?' he asked. 'My turn to make you come!''Umm, yes,' Astrid purred.'Mind if I invite her in to watch?' he asked, pointing to the window.Astrid paused only a moment and agreed.Anabella walked in. She was tall, slim, with luscious red lips and a pretty face framed with long black hair. She had a gently curving figure with medium round breasts half-covered by a bikini top and long athletic legs leading up to a wide thigh gap beneath tiny black bikini briefs. Astrid guessed she was Italian or Greek, a real Mediterranean beauty, and was flattered that the older man had chosen the young English exhibitionist tonight, rather than this exotic babe (though she guessed, correctly, that he had already slept with the maid). Anabella smiled but didn't say a word. Astrid noticed the hand-held video camera and smiled. Anabella smiled delightfully and began to record again as Astrid licked the rest of the cum from her lips and swallowed.'Now lie down here,' Mike said to Astrid, indicating the long wooden sauna-style bench where he had lain a fluffy white towel. As Anabella filmed, Astrid elegantly sat then raised her slim legs to lie down. She stretched out her proud young body the full length, legs together, arms at her sides. The others stood a few moments, looking down and admiring the young woman who was giving her body to them. The maid kissed the man on the neck and lips then stood back to continue filming.He knelt down beside the bench and kissed Astrid firmly on the lips. He could smell himself on her. He loved the way she gave herself up so fully and resolved to give her as much pleasure as possible and make her want more, so that she might come to one of their parties. Next he moved down her body, gently kissing and nuzzling her soft breasts, gently licking the nipples until they were fully erect. Astrid was of course by now soaking wet between her legs, wondering how he would make her come.The answer was to turn her on increasingly by kissing and teasing her, licking and caressing her young body, lying prone beneath him, edging closer and closer, down her tummy to her core. Soon his lips reached her bikini zone. He gently kissed and licked around her swelling cunny, teasingly avoiding her for a few moments, then suddenly flicking his tongue across her wet slit, causing her to gasp out loud. Her legs spread a little as he began to slide his tongue expertly along her labia and into her wetness, quickly finding the little button of her clit.He used his fingers to gently spread her and expose it, so that he could lick her there with the tip of his tongue, flicking it side to side across the little white button as she arched herself upwards to him, beginning to moan. She knew she wouldn't last long like this. She had always enjoyed being kissed there by Amanda in their college room, but this man really knew what he was doing. Within moments she was beginning to tremble with pleasure and felt a wave inside as her orgasm came, the first wave flooding gently through her, the second bringing her juices out onto his tongue. She let go and cried out at the final climax as he sucked and licked her out, taking every drop of her honey.Afterwards she lay there trembling gently, her senses alive, her cunny tingling and aching. She felt like she could come again easily if one of them touched her. But as she looked up she saw Anabella kneeling down in front of Mike, one hand cupped around his balls, the other feeding his hardening member in between her full red lips. On the one hand Astrid wanted to see them fuck and was turned on watching; on the other hand she wanted that cock inside her next!She wasn't disappointed. As soon as he was rock hard, Anabella stood away and retrieved the camera. He came over to Astrid, his tool leading the way, sticking out in front as he reached her side. He surprised her by reaching his arms underneath her and lifting her off the bench in one quick easy movement, as if she was a doll, and carried her to the center of the room. Yes, she thought, let me be your fuck-doll!He laid her down on the rug, on her back, and spread her legs, kneeling between them. She said she had a condom in her purse but he told her not to worry as he couldn't make her pregnant and he was clean. She paused for a moment then smiled up at him and nodded. She loved the idea of taking his bare cock inside, letting him flood into her. She felt dirty in a highly sexy way, letting him use her like this.He didn't waste time. Anabella was sitting on the bench now, filming them and fingering herself. Astrid spread her legs wider and watched him move his body closer, his fully erect cock hovering over her again. He gently pushed his smooth glans over her wet cunny lips, which spread as he put slight pressure on them. He rubbed this way for a few moments, getting even harder. Her eyes begged him to take her. She took hold of his arms, pulling him closer down onto her.She was so wet and turned on, and he was so adept, that his cock easily began to slide into her, its tip moving inside, opening the young woman up for his pleasure. He moved smoothly deeper, with gentle thrusts and she felt him throbbing inside her. Instinctively she flexed her cunt muscles to squeeze him as if to pull and keep him deep inside. Then he moved a little harder and pushed his full length inside, causing her to gasp and spread wide. He lowered his body onto her and she reached around his back to hold him to her as she gave herself up to this mature and tender man.He thrust in and out, quick and fast, hard and soft, for what seemed a long time. Astrid had never been fucked so well and wondered how he lasted so long. He seemed to be able to take himself just to the limit then pause, at the same time bringing her closer and closer. Her body felt light, as if she was floating. Inside she felt waves of lust and floods of pleasure, which soon brought her to orgasm. She bucked and moaned as she came, her cunny and clit highly sensitive as he thrust harder and throbbed inside her.And then she felt him come hard, deep inside, filling her with strong spurts of cum again and again. He thrust several more times, hard, making her gasp and moan, as his final climax came, emptying the rest of his juices into her young body. As he pulled out she felt all the juices flooding out of her. She looked down at him as he positioned himself over her face, feeding his cock into her eager mouth. She licked her juices and the rest of his cum and sucked him dry as Anabella filmed them.Astrid hoped she could watch the whole video of her midnight at the beach hut but wasn't sure how to ask. Then as they gathered their clothes he whispered, 'Room 701. Penthouse suite. Come and party with us one night.' She grinned and kissed him on the lips. Anabella hugged her and kissed them both.Astrid knew already that she would accept that invitation and as they walked beach along the beach towards the hotel she wondered what else was coming on this fabulous vacation.Sex-filled vacation continues in market, hotel room and gym.It was only the second day of the vacation and Astrid had already enjoyed sexual encounters with three men:1.      The young man from the room next to hers, whom she had teased and jerked off, after he had watched her masturbating.2.      The guy she had seduced from the hotel cocktail bar and given herself to, in a dark corner outside by the pool.3.      And of course Mike, the more mature man she had flashed herself to, in the pool in the afternoon, then met at midnight in the beach hut, where they had sex three ways while his exotic maid filmed them at it.She had been invited to go and party with Mike and his gang in his penthouse suite one evening. And she guessed she could easily take the boy in the next room if she felt horny - she had agreed to leave a pair of red panties on the balcony as a signal whenever she wanted him to visit her room. The guy in the cocktail bar was a one-off, probably, but she knew she would easily find and seduce other men around the hotel.She was considering trying out the hotel gym and spa later - perhaps a massage too. But the plan for the morning was to go to the market in the nearby town.At breakfast in the hotel she had got herself in the mood for another day of exhibitionism and random sexual encounters by wearing extremely tight white shorts, with only a thong underneath to avoid visible panty line and show off her athletic glutes. Above she wore a yellow crop top and no bra. Sure enough eyes followed her constantly as she moved around the breakfast buffet or to and from her table. She relished parading herself around the room, sensing lustful looks and catching lascivious glances.So by the time Astrid got to the market she was really in the mood, eager to show herself off to anyone to give them a thrill and turn herself on.She had changed into a skirt - white, short, pleated - which danced teasingly around her thighs as she walked. Above she wore a bright floral-patterned vest and no bra. Her rich brunette hair was loose. As she began to walk around the square she immediately noticed guys checking her out, so she stayed a few steps behind her parents so she could flaunt herself and make the most of it.The market was mostly in the open, in a small square, a few permanent shops along the sides. Her parents wandered off to look at trinkets and local crafts while Astrid went straight to the clothing stalls. For a while she just browsed. Then she settled on a stall outside one of the small stores selling women's clothing and beachwear. The sales assistant was a handsome young local man with dark hair and bright smile. Astrid gave him her best smile and flirted as they spoke while she picked a few items to try on.He showed her inside the store to the fitting room - in fact just a corner of the store that was curtained off. Behind the curtain there was a chair, some hooks on the wall and a full length mirror on two sides. She hung up her bag and the items she had chosen then slipped off her sandals.Before closing the curtain she asked the assistant if he would stay nearby so that she could get his opinion as she tried items on. 'Be honest,' she said to him. 'Tell me if you like what I choose. I want a sexy beach outfit.' She grinned as he blushed. She drew the flimsy curtain but left a gap, aware that he could easily position himself to peek in.First she took a skirt that she thought might be good for going to the beach. She unclipped the waist of her own skirt and let it fall to the floor. She looked at herself in the mirror, turning to assess her fit young body from different angles in both mirrors. She admired her slim figure and athletic legs, focusing on the tiny white triangle of her panties. As she had suspected and hoped, the sales assistant was sneaking a

In this episode, Sani sits down with Matt Gershoff, CEO and Co-founder of Conductrics, to talk about how being intentional, not just fast, leads to better experimentation, better customer relationships, and better outcomes.Matt shares the wild story of how a machine learning summer school (and donkeys in pajamas!) helped spark Conductrics. They unpack why "just in case" data collection is broken, why data minimalism matters now more than ever, and how companies should rethink experimentation in the AI age.What You'll Hear[00:00] Introduction[00:03:05] What Makes Conductrics Different[00:09:01] Being Intentional with Experimentation[00:09:54] The Problem with "Just in Case" Data Collection[00:17:06] Why Data Hoarding Feels So Different Digitally[00:25:43] Rapid Fire: Quick Takes with Matt[00:38:07] Intentional Data Collection in A/B TestingWhere to Find MattConnect at Conductrics.comOr find him on LinkedIn and the Test & Learn Community SlackAbout Matt GershoffMatt Gershoff is the CEO and Co-founder of Conductrics, a leader in privacy-first experimentation technology. With a background in econometrics, database marketing, and artificial intelligence, Matt is passionate about helping businesses build smarter, more customer-focused decision systems — without losing sight of ethics or intentionality.

Exhibitionist coed teen goes wild on summer vacation.Based on a post by jonnicat, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Astrid knew it was time to act as old as she looked; she was ready to turn from adolescent dreamer to debutante temptress. Sure she had fooled around with a handful of boys from college but they were all fingers and thumbs -- she wanted a man with more experience now that she was eighteen-going-on-twenty-eight! Tinder was feeling like a waste of time and she wanted to fish in a new pool.So the holiday on a Greek island felt like the opportunity she had been waiting for. She could already imagine lying half-naked by the pool showing off to all the men; wild evenings in a hot tavern or nightclub being pursued by hot guys, perhaps a lost afternoon in an olive grove or a night on the beach with a mysterious new lover... She would send messages and photos back to her best friend Amanda, who was even more naughty than Astrid, always teasing and daring her to do more.She had finished packing, remembering to bring condoms, lubricating jelly and her sexiest panties! She imagined that her mother had no idea. She thinks I'm innocent! Not for long! She had even started to behave badly at the airport. While waiting in the departure lounge, sitting with her phone for company while her parents were busy reading, she saw that a well-dressed businessman had noticed her. Not surprising, she thought vainly -- she knew she was pretty. She was wearing her freshly washed brunette hair loose, a touch of rose-pink lipstick, and a bright summer dress which clung rather to her slim figure, showing the shape of her pert young breasts (covered only by a very flimsy cotton bra) and revealing most of her legs as she sat.The man sat opposite her and pretended to look at his phone, but she saw his eyes repeatedly looking up to glimpse the young woman opposite. Once she smiled and he grinned back, knowing he had been busted, and not apparently caring, as he continued staring with a lascivious look. Better give him something to enjoy then, she thought. She subtly glimpsed to her side to make sure her parents were still engrossed in their reading, then looked across at the man. Reached one hand down to the hem of her dress, lifted it a fraction to reveal her knees and part of her thighs, then slowly crossed one leg over the other, aware that by doing so she would surely show quite a lot of leg and perhaps a glimpse of the white underwear below, up between her athletic long legs. It worked: she saw his eyes widen with a mixture of disbelief and delight, his mouth opening slightly in pleasant surprise. He retained his composure, but she could see the effect she had, and it gave her a thrill. She smiled at the businessman, a cheeky sultry smile, she imagined.Moments later he stood up and walked away; she watched him head to the loos and imagined he would go into a cubicle and jerk himself off while thinking of her, driving him crazy with a flash of her knickers! She believed she could have any man she wanted if she led them on in the right way. And there would surely be more at the resort.When they arrived at the hotel Astrid was pleased that her single room was not next to her parents', just along the same corridor. And it had a view over the hotel pool, two floors below. She had gone straight to the small private balcony and looked down at the crowds below, eager to join the sunbathing and whatever else was going to happen. The balcony was separated from the one next door only by a low railing; she wondered who would be in the next room. They had agreed to unpack, change, then meet to go down to the pool, so she quickly emptied her suitcase onto the bed and selected a white bikini with dark blue edging around the top and briefs, which tied at the sides.But before putting it on she felt she had to check herself out in the mirror: even though she was young, slim and athletic, she still felt self-conscious and pale. Time to get a tan and feel warm sun on her body! She pulled off the dress, lifted the bra over her head and pulled down her panties. Then faced the mirror, naked. Like most of her friends she kept herself clean-shaven below and she now admired her small pert breasts and bare cunny, already wondering how soon she might let a man see her like this. She suppressed a brief feeling of nervous youth and told herself she was a hot young woman, fit enough to be confident and bold. She struck a pose, one hand on her waist, the other playing with her hair. She practiced her sultry stare and mouth-slightly-open pout, holding her body straight and proud. Fuck, if I was a bloke I'd fancy me! She thought.She remembered her first sexual feelings -- experienced not with a boy but with her closest friend at boarding school, Amanda. They had egged each other on during term-time nights in the dorm and at sleepovers, every time becoming more daring. They did not feel ready to let a boy touch them but they wanted to know how it felt, so they had gone a little further each time, from hugs and tickling to light fondling and eventually their first kiss, a soft tender memory of the smooth touch of an adolescent girl and the thrill they both got from it. It wasn't long before they were caressing nipples and stroking each other's pussies, learning about each other and themselves, yearning for more. And soon they had discovered how to let boys give them the same thrills, and enjoyed teasing them on snapchat and webcams. But now it was time to find a more mature man to tease and use...Astrid put on her bikini, checked herself out once more in the mirror, quickly took a selfie to send to Amanda later, then grabbed her beach towel and phone and set off to see what fun she could find at this large resort -- surely there would be opportunities here. The pool was surrounded by sun loungers and chairs, mostly taken, but it was late afternoon and some people were starting to leave, so they quickly found places. As they took their loungers she noticed a couple next to them, the pale woman lying face-down, sunbathing, the well-tanned man reading a book -- or pretending to, for surely he had noticed the lithe young beauty arrive nearby. She looked over as discreetly as she could and was sure she saw his eyes drifting toward her. He had dark hair and was wearing bright swimming trunks. As she looked she thought she saw him smile -- a flash of white teeth. She felt slightly nervous, but pleased by the attention.As she turned to adjust the lounger so that she would be able to sit upright she imagined he would be staring at her backside, her firm buttocks barely covered by the thin material. She felt a warm thrill deep inside, the stirring of the desire to be admired, the power of attracting a man to her. So she took her time, bending over and fiddling with the chair to show off her long legs and athletic buttock muscles. Even if he wasn't ogling her, she liked the feeling of parading her wares at the poolside: someone would see her, surely.And as she finally lay down, glancing briefly towards him and grinning, she quickly rubbed her hands over her bikini top, as if to adjust it, but really to draw attention to her small but shapely chest, and enjoying the sensation of fingertips on her nipples. She had pulled the briefs very tight and knew they were showing her cunny lips and slit.For a moment she looked the other way, then suddenly turned her eyes back at him. He was staring directly at her. Busted! She grinned coquettishly, then lay back on the lounger, pretending to sunbathe. She tried to arch her back slightly to make her pubis show more, imagining he could see the little mound and camel-toe, covered only by the flimsy briefs. She felt a stronger urge now, a stirring in her loins, blood rushing to her cunny, her muscles inside starting to react. And she knew she was getting wet down there. She spread her legs slightly and opened her eyes. Yes he was still glancing over, she was sure.She felt an ache now, knowing she was getting wet, resisting the urge to touch herself, to stroke her cunny through the soft material. Instead she moved a hand down to her thigh and discreetly stroked herself there, as if to point to her core, to give him a message that her body would be ready if they had half a chance! She glanced down at herself and noticed a wet patch appearing between her cunny lips, seeping through the bikini. Oops, time to go in the pool! And anyway by now she was hot from the sun.When she stood and walked to the water's edge she did her best model-style walk, holding herself straight and tall, her long legs keeping a tight straight line, her slim hips moving slightly. And as she passed the man she gave a quick look directly at him, smiled, and stuck just the tip of her tongue from the corner of her mouth, as if to lick her lips. Then she made a show of climbing down the ladder into the pool, with one last glimpse as her head went below the edge of the pool. Yes he was watching. And he was getting up from his lounger! Coming to the pool too. She felt a moment's nervousness and ducked under the cool water. But as her head came up for air, her confidence was restored. She still felt brazen. Her cunny was still hot and wet and her nipples were hard.She swam to the edge of the infinity pool and leaned back against the side, her arms behind her head, leaving her body to float freely. He was swimming closer! He started to swim by, but stopped in the middle of the water, facing her, only a couple of strokes away. She saw him stare at her, more blatantly now, admiring her face and breasts, no doubt. She smiled and arched her body up to show it off, bringing her legs up to the surface to float in front of him. He watched as her legs spread, then he dived, disappearing down in front of her. She let her legs fall down into the water. She could see his body below the surface, his head edging closer to her legs. Surely he was watching her down there!Then he came to the surface and gave an enquiring look, raising his eyebrows as if to ask was there anything to see? And she loved the attention. How easy it had been to attract someone and how good it felt to be free to offer herself to him, should she choose to. She felt more horny than before, and more daring. She imagined telling Amanda and how lame it might sound if all she did was splash around in front of him. And so she decided to be more bold.Next time he ducked under the water and she could see his dark hair as his head approached her body, she reached down under the water, placed one hand directly on her bikini briefs, right in the center and rubbed herself upwards, her middle finger tracing through the now transparent material the outline of her widening slit. Then she turned round and reached her fingertips quickly to the edge of the panties and pulled them down, exposing her pert white buttocks to the man whose face was now so close.He came up for air, swam quickly by her, just close enough to whisper: 'Very nice. Show me more'. He swam back a little away from her and grinned as she turned to face him. She made sure no one was watching then licked her lips and indicated with one finger that he should dive below in front of her and look again. She saw his shape in the water below, closer and closer. And then when she could see he was really close in front of her she pulled the briefs down to her knees and let him admire her naked young cunny and wide thigh gap, distinct against the pool tiles behind. She was turned on by showing him and wondered where this would lead.He resurfaced, swam close again and whispered, 'Meet me at the beach hut at midnight.' Then he swam away and returned to his poolside seat.Astrid pulled her bikini briefs up again, briefly slipping a finger inside her cunny, delighted at how wet she was. Then she swam back to the edge of the pool and returned to the lounger and lay face down to relish in her daydreams what had just happened. Dare she go to meet this man on the beach at night?Wild young exhibitionist continues her vacation.Astrid was still turned on by the thrill of flashing herself at the airport, then exposing her nudity to the horny man at the hotel pool and seducing the guy in the next room. This was going to be a wild vacation!Back in her room later she took a long warm shower, soaping herself all over, relishing the feeling of her warm soft fingers as they gently rubbed between the legs, imagining for a moment they belonged to the mature guy from the pool -- or anyone. Soon she would let someone take her, that she had decided. Her hard little body was aching to be taken and she knew she would start showing it off again at any opportunity.She dried herself with the soft towel then put on a skimpy white sun-dress and lay on her bed, wondering whether she would dare go out to the beach at midnight to meet the man from the pool, whether she could wait until then, or better to 'help herself' now. She lay for a while, playing with her hair and caressing herself. She wished her best friend Amanda had come with her. But no, she would find plenty to turn her on without her sex-mad buddy. She had an hour before she was supposed to join her parents at the poolside bar for the rest of the evening. Just time for a quick bit of self-service, she thought.At the center of the ceiling above her bed was a light fitting; she imagined it had a hidden camera and that all the security guys were watching her. Time to put on a show! She stretched out her legs, keeping them closed together. Her skimpy dress had ridden up to her bikini line so her naked cunny was completely exposed. She looked up and grinned, imagined them watching, looking down at the slim young body, the beautiful shaven slit between the smooth cunny lips. She rubbed her small breasts through the scant material, making her nipples go hard. Then she unhooked the thin straps from her shoulders, pulling it down to bare her breasts. She caressed them lovingly, eyes closed, fingertips pressing the nipples until they were pointing up.Now she could feel the wetness below. Time to put those fingers to better use! She licked the fingers of her right hand and slowly edged it down between her legs. Stretching out the middle finger she placed the hand onto her mound. Almost immediately the cunny lips spread and she opened her legs a little. One finger slipped inside, just for an instant into her wetness, then she traced it upwards to her swelling clit. Lightly she fingered herself: slow, expert, flicking gently side to side, feeling juices surging inside her. She moaned as the pressure grew, the first wave deep inside, swelling with the flow of blood to her core. Again she imagined all the guys watching, wanting to turn them on.Then she pushed two fingers inside her, feeling the juices oozing out, using her thumb to rub her clit again -- hard, soft, fast, slow -- until she could not hold back any more, and with a louder moan and arching her back she let herself go and felt the orgasmic wave run through her. With one last thrust and flick the fingers brought her to a hard climax and she squirted her warm honey juices out all over the sheets. She sighed, pulled off the dress and lay back, naked. She looked up at the light fitting, grinned, then lay her arms at her sides, as if in surrender, her young body fully offered up, its proud young cunny oozing juices and wanting more. She wished all the guys watching could come and join her now, to fill her and cover her with cum.She heard a noise at the window. Looking over, she saw a young man's face at the glass. Must be the guy from the next room, having climbed over the balcony railing. Had he been watching? She saw him grin and knew he had seen that she had caught him out watching her, but he didn't retreat and she didn't move. Instead she sat up and quickly pulled the sheet up to cover her lower body, then lifted her arm to beckon him in. He looked unsure, but she indicated with one finger for him to come in. So he slid open the balcony door and walked in. He was older than her, she guessed, but not much -- a student perhaps. Still, she wanted to see what fun she could have with him, even if she sent him away with nothing more than a cheap thrill.He was bare-chested, wearing tight shorts and apparently nothing else -- she could see the bulge of his young cock. Temporarily sated, she didn't want that inside her now, but she wanted to see it anyway. She picked up her phone and readied it to take a photo. 'If you want me, show me what you've got.' He grinned. She knew that could have backfired: she could have scared him off; but it seemed to turn him on. She pointed the phone and nodded her head. He stepped closer and reached down to the waistband. She started taking a rapid series of pictures as he began to pull down his shorts, imagining giving Amanda the series later, perhaps -- proof that she already snared a guy on the first day. As he pulled down the pants she saw the tip of his cock appear, then more, then more -- he was fully shaven around the area, as most young guys seemed to be. Suddenly the whole cock sprang free and fell out forwards, as if pointing at her. It wasn't very long but she knew she could make it bigger. She had decided what to do with it and reached out to pull him down on the bed. She took another photo, then a few more with her hand around it, her fingers stroking it, fingertips stroking the pre-cum from the hole then licking her finger.'Take some pics of me,' Astrid commanded. He clumsily took the phone, then pointed it at her face. But she had moved. She leaned down over him and placed her face just above his groin. She looked up and grinned, seeing him touch the phone screen to take some more. Amanda had said she wanted 'proof': this would be it. She licked the tip of the fast-hardening cock, briefly taking its tip inside her lips. But she felt it quiver immediately. Oh no you don't, she thought, you're not splurging in my mouth that quickly! She moved away and told him to put the phone down and lie flat.As he lay, he reached over to her breasts, gently stroking them. Next she positioned herself next to his supine body and played with his cock as it gently throbbed. She reached down to her wet cunny, wiped her hand inside until it was soaked with her juices, then wrapped it around the stem of the hardness and began lubricating it. She knew it wouldn't take much to make him come, but she had had enough of him for now, so she stroked him up and down, harder and faster, then slowly caressing the smooth tip with her fingertips, feeling the thing going out of control. Just a few more strokes, she sensed. He moaned and she increased the pace, squeezing and rubbing up and down, sensing him tremble until -- yes! -- she did it: the firm young cock twitched and throbbed once more and the first spurt of white juice shot out; then another, higher. She pulled again. More cum squirted out, up into the air, spattering a few drops onto her face and chest, but mostly falling down over her fingers as she squeezed the last drops out.She stood up, picked up his shorts from the floor. 'Right, now get out. I might invite you back if you're lucky!' He stood and took the shorts. 'Go on,' she continued as he hurriedly dressed. 'But keep an eye on that balcony -- if I leave a pair of red panties out there that means you can come in again.' He nodded and sheepishly slid out onto the balcony and back to his room. She grinned, then went to find her phone and send some messages and photos to Amanda. Her friend was amused and impressed but demanded more. 'I want more proof! u need to proper fuck someone. Wanna see cum dripping from your honey cunny!' Astrid's reply was 'omg u serious?!' But the truth was it only excited her more and she was determined to live up to the challenge. She wondered if the older guy would really be on the beach waiting for her at midnight. That could be a good session to take snaps of -- proof that she could seduce an older guy too.Finally it was time to go down to the bar for the evening -- and time to find another guy to expose herself to, surely.Astrid knew, even without much of a tan, that wearing a short white off-the-shoulder top would draw attention, and just to make sure she paired it with a short white skirt. Her hair was loose and she wore heels. And sure enough as she walked through the bar, a couple of steps behind her parents, she noticed a few men's heads turn. The tall slim young woman in a skimpy white top and short skirt dancing around her upper thighs could not fail to attract admirers, especially as she was wearing only a tiny thong underneath, keen to tease and show off her taut young buttocks and pert breasts.She caught one handsome middle aged man following her with his eyes while his wife was busy looking at her phone. Astrid gave the man a subtle grin as she passed, loving the attention and excited to do more. She just knew he was checking her out from behind, and that it wouldn't take much to imagine her nude. She felt a tingle inside as she began to anticipate flirting and exhibiting herself again. She relished the idea of using her sexy young body to drive men wild. She felt like she wanted to tease every guy in the room until they were all desperate to fuck her.The seat she chose at the side of the bar was next to her parents but separate, so that as they spoke to each other she was free to work the room from her chair, which was almost opposite the man who had been checking her out. She knew he was watching as she sipped her tequila sunrise so she made a show of licking her lips and sucking the straw. She smiled as she caught him staring, loving the thrill and sense of power making her bolder. Next she slowly began to spread her legs, certain he could see in between her thighs, up her little skirt to her crotch, where the white triangle of her panties must surely be visible. She felt herself getting wetter, horny, impatient. Next she stood up, made sure he was watching then turned round so that he could see her from behind. She made a show of leaning over as if to pick up something from the chair seat, knowing her short skirt must give a great view of her pert buttocks and the thin white strip of the thong, perhaps even the little bulge of her cunny lips, tightly wrapped by the soft material.She went to the ladies, passing by his chair and licking her lips again as she went by. She was now quite wet and felt an urge to relieve herself. In the cubicle she pulled down her skirt and pulled off the underwear then set about fingering herself, rubbing her swelling clit and stroking her cunny until she felt the first wave of orgasm pulsing through her. She rubbed harder, using her fingertips to stimulate herself to the point of no return, arching her back and moaning gently as she came, bursts of juices squirting out through her fingers and down her legs. When she was done she pulled her skirt back up and scrunched the soaking panties into her hand.As she walked back through the bar she saw he was still there and the seat next to him was empty - his wife must have gone to the loo or the bar or to their room. So she walked slowly past his seat, glanced around to make sure no one was looking, then dropped her wet thong into his lap, grinning wickedly at him.Once she sat down again and saw him look over and smile, she spread her legs again to show him her naked hairless cunny, grinning as his eyes widened. He stood up and her heart missed a beat - was he going to come over? But he just discreetly beckoned her with a finger and walked out of the bar, as if to go for a smoke outside. She made an excuse to her parents and left the room too.She found him on the path down to the pool where there was a dark recess where the hotel stored some of the poolside furniture at night. He moved into the shadows and signaled her to follow. She quickly joined him there and walked up close. He was about to speak but she put a finger in his lips and whispered 'Just take me. Now!'They kissed hard and his hands were all over her, grasping her buttocks and fondling her small breasts through the thin material. She reached down and undid his belt and zip then reached inside his trousers and took his hard cock in her fingers. He slid his hands under her tiny skirt and caressed her cunny lips, slipping his fingertips into the wetness.Suddenly he turned her round and placed her against the wall. She spread her legs and felt juices seeping out as she braced herself. She didn't want to know him and was pleased he just wanted to fuck her there. Moments later she felt the tip of his cock enter her. It was smooth and firm and easily opened her up. By now she was aching to feel it inside and he was losing control, wanting only to take this fine young body for his pleasure. And then he just thrust deep inside, making her gasp and shudder, moving his hardness in deeper and harder, throbbing and thrusting into her wet cunny. She felt a shiver and thrill as another orgasm came and her warm juices flowed over the long hard member up inside her. And then she felt it throb uncontrollably and heard him moan as he pushed right up inside and spurted his load into her, thrusting several times as he emptied himself inside her.Astrid loved the thrill of being taken at last, especially in this furtive anonymous way. The man gave her a kiss and thanked her, but quickly left her to go back to his seat in the bar. She had to go back to the restroom to wash herself out, so that she wouldn't be walking back into the bar with cum and juices pouring down her legs!Back in the bar, she saw him again and they gave each other secretive grins as she started thinking about the next seduction or exposure -- it seemed that every sexual moment only made her appetite grow more. And then she saw the older guy from the pool -- the first one she had exposed her naked cunny and breasts too -- pleased that he had reappeared and might really be around later for the secret rendezvous on the beach. She blew him a kiss and he motioned to his wristwatch and gave her a discreet thumbs-up.Astrid knew this would be a hell of a night, giving herself to two men (at least!) and planning to send photos of herself to her friend to prove her exhibitionist credentials. What a pleasure it was to be a sexy young woman with a fine body and the power to seduce men apparently at will. The thought made her wet again and she was becoming impatient for the midnight beach encounter.To be continued in part 2, by jonnicat for Literotica. 

You are not the data: Health Beyond the Numbers (with Nick Urban) is a wake-up call for the self-optimization obsessed. In this powerful episode, performance coach and wellness strategist Nick Urban unpacks why becoming addicted to health metrics can actually take you further away from true vitality.From heart rate monitors to fasting apps, Nick explains how trusting external devices over your internal signals leads to burnout, confusion, and disconnection. He shares how he shifted from a hardcore biohacker to a "bioharmonizer," helping people stop fighting their bodies and start listening to them.If you're tired of health fads, conflicting advice, and feeling like a science experiment — this episode is your reset.Chapters00:00 - Traiiler 01:16 - Meet Today's Guest 02:12 - Who is Nick Urban? 07:09 - Exploring Ancient Wisdom in Modern Health14:50 - Healthy Ways of Experimentation 22:28 - Sustainability in health practices 26:57 - Fasting and Bioindividuality35:13 - Understanding Gut Health and Dysbiosis43:42 - Synthesizing Perspectives from Experts51:40 The Disconnect Between Knowledge and Implementation57:59 Finding Balance and Self-Sovereignty1:06:51 -The Nuances of Diet and Exercises1:10:04 - Spirituality and the Larger Force#NickUrban #YouAreNotTheData #Bioharmonizing#StopOverTracking #WellnessWisdom #BiohackingMyths #HealthBeyondNumbers #ListenToYourBody #SelfExperimentation#HealthSovereignty #cameronedwardbenton

Mayur Gupta is currently the CMO at Kraken, one of the largest crypto platforms in the world. Prior to that, he lead Marketing, Business Transformation and Growth at Gannett - USA Today Network, led Growth at Spotify and was the CMO at Freshly which eventually got acquired by Nestle. He was the first ever Chief Marketing Technologist at Kimberly Clark. In Today's Episode We Discuss: 03:25 Biggest Growth Lessons from Spotify 08:21 Role of Marketing in Product-Led Companies 13:35 How to Build a Growth Engine 20:40 Organic vs. Paid Growth Strategies 27:36 The Branding Dilemma: Performance vs. Brand Marketing 28:37 Creating Demand: The Role of Upper Funnel Marketing 29:35 Balancing Investment: Immediate vs Long Term Bets 30:03 Channel Saturation and Experimentation 31:42 Growth Strategies and Performance Metrics 34:54 Growth: Big Swings or Moving % Points 40:04 Successful Growth Experiments and Tactics 44:56 Quick Fire Questions and Final Thoughts  

Welcome to Iron Radio, hosted by Phil Stevens, Dr. Mike Nelson, and Lonnie Lowry. Join us this week as we delve into the latest study on the anabolic effects of vegan versus omnivorous diets in older adults. Learn about the role of physical activity, protein quality, and well-planned meals in muscle protein synthesis. This episode also explores the balance between fitness and life, stressing the importance of relaxation even for elite athletes, and the benefits of having diverse interests outside of training. Tune in for expert insights and practical advice!01:07 Lonnie Lowry's Introduction and Book Announcement01:52 Discussion on Meta-Analyses and Research Evolution02:51 Vegan Diets and Muscle Building in Older Adults03:45 Study Findings on Vegan vs. Omnivorous Diets06:15 Practical Implications of Vegan Diets10:42 Challenges of Vegan Diets for Athletes18:13 Transition and Podcast Updates18:24 Balancing Fitness and Life28:17 The Elite Mindset: Training and Progress29:16 Balancing Intensity and Relaxation30:53 Tracking and Letting Go31:37 The Role of Coaches and Stress Management32:53 Relaxation and Mental Health in Fitness35:58 Client Goals and Program Adherence37:38 The Importance of Recreation and Balance42:09 Experimentation and Flexibility in Training49:23 Concluding Thoughts and Advice Donate to the show via PayPal HERE.You can also join Dr Mike's Insider Newsletter for more info on how to add muscle, improve your performance and body comp - all without destroying your health, go to www.ironradiodrmike.com Thank you!Phil, Jerrell, Mike T, and Lonnie

We're bringing back one of our favorite conversations — and for good reason: Noibu is a trusted partner of Mejuri. In this episode, we revisit our insightful chat with Rohit Nathany, Chief Product and Technology Officer at Mejuri, the leading fine jewelry brand redefining ecommerce. Rohit dives into how his team transitioned from a custom tech stack to Shopify, launched a loyalty-driven mobile app, and built a high-performing internal tech culture that fuels fast, focused innovation. Whether you missed it the first time or just want a fresh take, tune in for sharp insights on balancing speed, scale, and strategy in modern ecommerce.

Are you empowering others or unleashing agency? In this episode, Judith Katz and Fred Miller join Kevin to discuss the role of agency in the workplace. While autonomy and authority are often topics of discussion, agency — the ability for all individuals, regardless of their role or tenure, to possess power, influence, and a voice — is crucial for high-performance organizations. They explain how organizational cultures often "smother" this natural agency through excessive rules, approvals, and "checkers checking checkers," which leads to the slow implementation of even the best strategies. Judith and Fred highlight that organizations need to transition from control-based leadership to trust-based leadership. Listen For 00:08 Autonomy, Authority, and Agency Introduction 00:40 Join Future Episodes Live + Book Promo 01:31 Introducing Judith Katz and Fred Miller 02:15 Background of the Guests and Their Work 02:58 Focus on Their Book: The Power of Agency 03:43 Fred's Journey to Writing the Book 05:22 Constraints in Organizations Today 06:15 Speed vs. Bureaucracy and Motivation for the Book 07:03 Judith on Why the Book Matters Now 08:08 Uncovering Ideas and Talent in the Workplace 08:38 Defining Agency 10:02 Who Should Have Agency in Organizations 10:26 Agency vs. Empowerment 11:34 The Natural State of Human Agency 12:16 Smothering vs. Unleashing Agency 12:43 Empowerment as Bestowing vs. Agency as Unleashing 13:42 Is the Trend Toward or Away from Agency? 15:16 Organizational Culture Post-COVID 16:14 Importance of Being Physically Together Sometimes 17:21 Human Connection and In-Person Insights 18:17 Discretionary Energy Drives Great Organizations 18:53 Skills Needed for Practicing Agency 19:55 Trust, Experimentation, and Continuous Improvement 21:13 Ownership and Decision-Making in Action 22:16 Fear of Going Big in Organizational Culture 23:05 Leadership and Facilitation for Voice 24:14 Mindset Shift Needed for Agency 25:05 Fear, Control, and Trust in Talent 26:29 Talent Retention Through Agency 27:17 Disengagement and Side Gigs 28:03 Saying Yes as a Leadership Strategy 29:07 The Core of Agency in Action 29:34 What the Guests Do for Fun 30:41 What They're Reading Now 32:09 Where to Find the Book and Connect 33:39 Final Thoughts and Call to Action  This Episode is brought to you by... Flexible Leadership is every leader's guide to greater success in a world of increasing complexity and chaos.  Book Recommendations The Power of Agency by Frederick A. Miller and Judith H. Katz No Rules Rules: Netflix and the Culture of Reinvention by Reed Hastings and Erin Meyer The Covenant of Water by Abraham Verghese Like this? Understanding Employee Engagement with Jacqueline Throop-Robinson Creating a Culture of Reinvention - Lessons from Netflix with Erin Meyer A Practical Guide for Building Engagement with Brian Hartzer  

Welcome to the finale episode of our exploration of Gary Hamel's groundbreaking book, 'Leading the Revolution.' In this episode, Gary Hamel joins the discussion to delve into the timeless principles of innovation that have maintained their relevance despite evolving business landscapes. This episode is packed with insights on creating wealth through revolutionary design rules, fostering new business concepts, and the importance of low-risk experimentation for long-term success. We examine case studies from companies like Disney, Apple, and Shell, highlighting the practical application of these principles. Get ready to be inspired and equipped with actionable strategies to lead your own revolution!   00:00 Introduction and Overview 00:42 The Role of Top Management in Innovation 01:08 Introduction of Guest and Positive Feedback 01:50 Complexity Theory and Simple Rules 04:29 Unreasonable Expectations and Stretch Goals 11:17 The Importance of Elastic Business Definitions 20:02 The Power of a Noble Cause 26:09 The Need for New Voices and Neurodiversity 32:09 Creating a Market for Innovation 36:40 Shell's Game Changer: Internal Innovation Marketplace 38:46 Challenges of Low-Risk Experimentation 39:48 Commitment to Learning and Experimentation 41:43 The Importance of Patience in Innovation 43:47 Cellular Division: A Model for Organizational Growth 47:22 Connectivity: Learning from Other Industries 50:50 Re-engineering the Management Model for Innovation 57:17 Wealth Creation Index and Innovation Metrics 01:00:05 Balancing Big Bets and Learning in Innovation 01:07:01 Final Thoughts: Embracing the Age of Revolution

Celebrate a remarkable milestone with The Experimental Leader Podcast as we mark five years of exploring leadership through innovation, curiosity, and authenticity. In this special anniversary episode, podcast founder Melanie Parish reflects on the journey that started during the early days of the COVID-19 pandemic.Melanie shares candid insights into the challenges of hosting authentic conversations, the importance of curiosity and presence, and her commitment to providing value to listeners. With over 30,000 downloads—a number that resonates deeply with her—she discusses the unexpected joys of creating a platform for thought-provoking discussions and leadership experimentation.Looking to the future, Melanie envisions continuing the podcast with the same passion that launched it, embracing its emergent nature and the spontaneous, real moments that make it unique.Whether you've been with us from the beginning or are discovering us for the first time, this episode is a heartfelt celebration of five years of leadership experimentation.Tune in to join the celebration and keep experimenting!

Richard Brenner: Hypothesis-Driven Product Ownership, The Experimental Mindset Read the full Show Notes and search through the world's largest audio library on Agile and Scrum directly on the Scrum Master Toolbox Podcast website: http://bit.ly/SMTP_ShowNotes. The Great Product Owner: The Experimenter Richard describes great Product Owners as "experimenters" who understand that everything they do is a hypothesis requiring validation. The best POs establish feedback loops early, actively engage with users and clients, and approach product development with a scientific mindset. Richard shares an experience working with a "coaching PO" who excelled at involving everyone in defining what needed to be done.  This PO was inspiring and helped the team participate in both building and decision-making processes. Richard emphasizes that the relationship between PO and team must be a true partnership—not hierarchical—for success to occur. Great POs facilitate team involvement rather than dictating direction, creating an environment where collaborative problem-solving thrives. In this segment, we refer to the Role Expectation Matrix Retrospective, and the Product Owner Sprint Checklist, a hands-on coaching tool for anyone interested in helping PO's prepare and lead successful Sprints with their teams. The Bad Product Owner: The Tech Visionary Disconnected from Users Richard recounts working with a high-level sponsor, a medical doctor interested in technology, who hired multiple development teams (up to four Scrum teams) to build a product. While technically knowledgeable, this PO had very concrete ideas about both the technology and solution based on assumptions about client needs.  The team developed impressive technology, including a domain-specific language (DSL), and felt they were performing well—until they delivered to actual clients. Only then did they discover users couldn't effectively use the software, requiring a complete rethinking of the UX concept. This experience taught Richard the critical distinction between the customer (the sponsor/PO) and the actual end users, demonstrating how even technically sophisticated Product Owners can miss essential user needs without proper validation. Self-reflection Question: How might you help Product Owners in your organization balance their vision with the practical realities of user needs and feedback? [Scrum Master Toolbox Podcast Recommends]

In this episode Andrea interviews Georgi Enthoven, a distinguished alumna of UC Berkeley and Harvard Business School. Georgi discusses her new book, 'Work That's Worth It: The Ambitious Professional's Guide for a High-Impact, High-Reward Career,' aimed at helping individuals design careers that are fulfilling both personally and globally. The conversation delves into the challenges and rewards of writing a book, the importance of finding work that aligns with both personal and societal good, and the nuanced understanding of compensation. They also explore the roles of organizational leadership in creating meaningful work environments and discuss strategies to relieve career choice pressures on young adults. Georgie shares insights on the power of experimentation, understanding personal gifts, and the significance of mentorship. The episode concludes with a challenge to listeners to embrace positive conflict as a means to facilitate significant change in the workplace.   00:00 Introduction and Guest Welcome 00:49 The Journey of Writing a Book 02:14 Defining 'Worth It' in Work 04:40 Understanding Compensation Beyond Money 07:06 Finding Meaning and Contribution in Work 09:19 Navigating Career Choices and Education 11:44 The Importance of Experimentation in Early Career 16:01 Aligning Personal and Organizational Missions 27:47 Thinking Big and Making an Impact 30:46 The Role of Mentorship 35:38 Final Thoughts and Farewell     Read the show notes here:   https://www.voiceofinfluence.net/351 Give and receive feedback that makes a difference! Register for our 20 minute Deep Impact Method video course here:  www.voiceofinfluence.net/deepimpact

Stefan Thomke, professor at Harvard Business School, says running experiments can give companies tremendous value, but too often business leaders make decisions based on intuition. While A/B testing on large transaction volumes is common practice at Google, Booking.com, and Netflix, Thomke says even small firms can get a competitive advantage from experiments. He explains how to introduce, run, and learn from them, as well as how to cultivate an experimental mindset at your organization. Thomke is the author of the book Experimentation Works: The Surprising Power of Business Experiments and the HBR article “Building a Culture of Experimentation.” Key episode topics include: experimentation, data and analytics, risk management, decision-making, strategy HBR On Strategy curates the best case studies and conversations with the world's top business and management experts, to help you unlock new ways of doing business. New episodes every week. · Listen to the full HBR IdeaCast episode: How to Set Up—and Learn—from Experiments· Find more episodes of HBR IdeaCast· Discover 100 years of Harvard Business Review articles, case studies, podcasts, and more at HBR.org]]>

Description:Parker Olson started PodPitch - an AI-powered tool that simplifies outreach for podcast bookings - with no coding experience. Within a year, that company generates 6-figures in monthly reoccurring revenue. And the best part? Parker believes that you can do the same, as long as you can recognize this one thing  . . .In this episode, Parker shares the strategy that he used to identify a niche market, the sales questions he asked during his product launch, and the importance of learning from your failures as an entrepreneur.He also breaks down why bootstrapping gave him more control than traditional business funding, how to get customer retention, and the importance of tracking key metrics in your business. For all aspiring entrepreneurs out there, Parker's insight will change your perspective on sales and product development.Takeaways:- Parker invested his life savings to learn about making money online.- His Twitter account grew to 750,000 followers through strategic content and retweets.- Living in a tent for two years taught him perseverance and focus.- The Forage experience highlighted the importance of a viable business model.- Pod Pitch was born from the need for efficient podcast guest outreach.- Sales techniques are crucial for understanding customer needs.- Asking customers to pay on the spot reveals true interest.- Building a business requires both grit and a sound financial model.- Networking and outreach are key to finding new customers.- Learning from failures is essential for future success. Asking the right questions can shift business direction.- Bootstrapping can lead to more control and quicker decisions.- Understanding your funding approach is crucial for success.- Profitability can take time, even for high-revenue businesses.- Entrepreneurship requires a realistic understanding of challenges.- Effective customer acquisition is key to growth.- Identifying pain points is essential for product-market fit.- Metrics guide informed decision-making in business.- Experimentation is vital in discovering effective marketing channels.- Founders should leverage social media for genuine connections.Tags: Podcasting, Niche Markets, Product Launch, Customer Retention, Business funding, Product DevelopmentResources:- Start Your Business Today:  ⁠https://links.upflip.com/44g3N3T- Connect with Parker: https://www.instagram.com/parkerolson_/?hl=en