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Get more Billionaires Are Good on ourpatreon!Oprah's one of the richest women of all time, but she'll never bring it up because she's humble as hell. She's on the cover of O Magazine every month, she's got a house in Hawaii, and she's still with Stedman's lucky ass. What a lady! Dave and Caleb dig into what she owns, how she got rich, and why she's GOOD. It's a hot episode folks! We even have a special edition of DOUG FACTS for you. Let's get after it!Every episode ends with a segment called What's it Called, where Dave and Caleb rename something with YOUR help. The game this episode was: What would Microsoft be called if it sold SEX TOYS? And the Ricky S**t goes to FONDLE on Discord! With the suggestion "12 INCH FLOPPY"0:00 Intro0:11 Caleb Fires Himself (From Comedy)8:25 Getting On Rogan10:20 Elon Musk SCANDAL14:03 Regulate WEED18:36 Billionaire of the Week: Steve Ballmer!22:15 Sell Books to the MOON24:41 What Ballmer Owns28:45 Remember ASK JEEVES??32:28 Mean Kid Questions37:02 Dave Eats KFC High38:55 Insane Food Commercials43:09 Caleb Goes To Congress44:20 What's It CalledYouTube SubscribeBillionaires Are Good MerchEach week on Billionaires Are Good, comedians Dave Ross and Caleb Synan explore the life and fortune of a different billionaire. Dave and Caleb believe that all billionaires are going to hell, and that their presence on earth is killing us all, and that it's not their fault!!! Be nice!!! The show is a laugh-heavy romp through the darkness of capitalism that doesn't take itself seriously at all, rife with segments and tangents and rock radio stingers. Money is bad and billionaires are good and we all need to lay down.More Billionaires Are GoodPatreonInstagramTwitterDiscordOfficial websiteLike and comment on videos to join the conversation! New episodes every week so make sure to check back regularly for new videos!Wanna play the What's it Called game? Follow to rename movies with us:DiscordTwitterEvery week we post on Twitter and Discord which movie we're renaming. You respond to the post with your suggestions, and sometimes they'll get featured on the show! At the end of each episode we read our top ten favorite suggestions that week.More Dave RossInstagramTiktokOfficial websiteMore Caleb SynanInstagramTwitterOfficial websiteEpisode produced by Dave RossTheme Song byChris Cresswell
We were gonna climb some mountains on this episode but then John went sledding in Tallahassee and got his fill so we're doing a FREEPLAY. Also Johnny went to Magfest, so be prepared to hear about that! Our merch store is back, now on TeePublic! Check it out and grab something absurd for you or a friend! Join us in Discord! Check out our Patreon page! Patreon.com/GameThatTune is the home for exclusive content! Special thanks to our ABSURD FAN tier Patreon producers: Daniel Perkey, Sam L, PhoenixTear2121, BeastPond, HCO and Spanky McMasters! 0:00:00 Welcome to Game That Tune! 0:06:44 Game 1 0:12:05 Game 1 Reveal 0:24:08 Game 2 0:40:02 Game 2 Reveal 0:50:40 Game 3 0:56:19 Game 3 Reveal 1:11:16 Game 4 1:17:14 Game 4 Reveal 1:39:46 Game 5 1:47:57 Game 5 Reveal 2:04:23 This Game's Winner Is... 2:12:30 Bonus Music/Outro
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A new MP3 sermon from Grace Audio Treasures is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: Shall we fondle the adder, or press the deadly cobra to our bosom? Speaker: C. H. Spurgeon Broadcaster: Grace Audio Treasures Event: Devotional Date: 11/13/2024 Bible: Colossians 3:5; Romans 8:13 Length: 5 min.
A new MP3 sermon from Grace Audio Treasures is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: Shall we fondle the adder, or press the deadly cobra to our bosom? Speaker: C. H. Spurgeon Broadcaster: Grace Audio Treasures Event: Devotional Date: 11/13/2024 Bible: Colossians 3:5; Romans 8:13 Length: 5 min.
Another helpful and challenging gem by Charles Spurgeon!
ChinaTalk columnist Alexa Pan and Jake Newby of the China music substack Concrete Avalanche (https://jakenewby.substack.com/) No election content whatsoever! 1. 'Hohhot Aquarium' - NarrowLaneAngel 窄巷天使 One of the stand-out acts from the Kind of Shoegaze Vol. 1 compilation focused on young Chinese bands that was released at the start of the year, NarrowLaneAngel formed in Inner Mongolia in 2023. In August of that year, they released an eponymous debut EP. 2. 'Limpid' - Forsaken Autumn Based in Shanghai, Forsaken Autumn have been together since 2011, propelled by the talents of britlulu (who also founded the East Asia Shoegaze Festival) and singer Ecke Wu. Released at the tail-end of 2015, Forsaken Autumn's record Whenere — dubbed “the Chinese Loveless” by one commenter on Bandcamp — is a classic in Chinese shoegaze circles. 3. 'Nostalgia' - Summer Daze Founded in 2021, Summer Daze are another band who featured on the Kind of Shoegaze compilation series from Amemoyo. After a couple of early EPs, they've put out four new singles over the course of this year. 4. 'Firework' - The White Tulips Xiamen music scene stalwart Chen Zhenchao (also known as Soda) has moved away from shoegaze into surf-rock and dream- and city-pop territory with his more recent projects, but in 2015 he and his band The White Tulips delivered the decidedly shoegazey Fondle. It's re-release on vinyl in 2021 was a nod to its status as a Chinese shoegaze classic. 5. 'Float' - Chocland.doc 巧克力文件岛 Hebei five piece Chocland.doc apparently first came together at a former residence of Eileen Chang, but are seemingly yet to write a song based on Lust, Caution or any of her other novels. "Of course, the name of the band has no meaning," they say, "what you understand is what you understand." 6. 'Is your dream still out-focus' - Lunacid Another one of China's newer shoegaze acts, Lunacid were formed in 2023. The trio hail from Changsha and also featured on the Kind of Shoegaze compilation series. 7. '迷航' ('Dazedtrek') - 哲学思潮 (Philosophy Currents) Formed just last year, 哲学思潮 hail from Nanning in Guangxi province, near the border with Vietnam. Their debut album Dazedtrek was recently made available on Bandcamp. 8. 'Detached' - The Numen Shanghai-based quartet The Numen met on arts review platform Douban and have pursued a shared love of shoegaze and indie-rock since the summer of 2023. They namecheck shoegaze greats such as My Bloody Valentine's Kevin Shields among their influences. 9. 'Cat Tenant (Summer)' - Baby Formula Formed by “three boring people with no expectations for the unknown journey ahead”, Beijing band Baby Formula came seemingly out of nowhere, dropped an impressive eponymous debut album in the autumn of 2013, and then promptly disappeared again. Still, their music continues to resonate over a decade later. 10. 'star' - Dear Eloise As frontman for long-running band PK14, Yang Haisong is one of the godfathers of Chinese post-punk. Yet he's also played a pivotal role in bringing more experimental, noisy, and yes, shoegazey sounds to the fore. Formed in 2007 with his wife (and one-time PK14 bassist) Sun Xia, Dear Eloise have released a string of atmospheric records over the years and remain an influential act in China. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
ChinaTalk columnist Alexa Pan and Jake Newby of the China music substack Concrete Avalanche (https://jakenewby.substack.com/) No election content whatsoever! 1. 'Hohhot Aquarium' - NarrowLaneAngel 窄巷天使 One of the stand-out acts from the Kind of Shoegaze Vol. 1 compilation focused on young Chinese bands that was released at the start of the year, NarrowLaneAngel formed in Inner Mongolia in 2023. In August of that year, they released an eponymous debut EP. 2. 'Limpid' - Forsaken Autumn Based in Shanghai, Forsaken Autumn have been together since 2011, propelled by the talents of britlulu (who also founded the East Asia Shoegaze Festival) and singer Ecke Wu. Released at the tail-end of 2015, Forsaken Autumn's record Whenere — dubbed “the Chinese Loveless” by one commenter on Bandcamp — is a classic in Chinese shoegaze circles. 3. 'Nostalgia' - Summer Daze Founded in 2021, Summer Daze are another band who featured on the Kind of Shoegaze compilation series from Amemoyo. After a couple of early EPs, they've put out four new singles over the course of this year. 4. 'Firework' - The White Tulips Xiamen music scene stalwart Chen Zhenchao (also known as Soda) has moved away from shoegaze into surf-rock and dream- and city-pop territory with his more recent projects, but in 2015 he and his band The White Tulips delivered the decidedly shoegazey Fondle. It's re-release on vinyl in 2021 was a nod to its status as a Chinese shoegaze classic. 5. 'Float' - Chocland.doc 巧克力文件岛 Hebei five piece Chocland.doc apparently first came together at a former residence of Eileen Chang, but are seemingly yet to write a song based on Lust, Caution or any of her other novels. "Of course, the name of the band has no meaning," they say, "what you understand is what you understand." 6. 'Is your dream still out-focus' - Lunacid Another one of China's newer shoegaze acts, Lunacid were formed in 2023. The trio hail from Changsha and also featured on the Kind of Shoegaze compilation series. 7. '迷航' ('Dazedtrek') - 哲学思潮 (Philosophy Currents) Formed just last year, 哲学思潮 hail from Nanning in Guangxi province, near the border with Vietnam. Their debut album Dazedtrek was recently made available on Bandcamp. 8. 'Detached' - The Numen Shanghai-based quartet The Numen met on arts review platform Douban and have pursued a shared love of shoegaze and indie-rock since the summer of 2023. They namecheck shoegaze greats such as My Bloody Valentine's Kevin Shields among their influences. 9. 'Cat Tenant (Summer)' - Baby Formula Formed by “three boring people with no expectations for the unknown journey ahead”, Beijing band Baby Formula came seemingly out of nowhere, dropped an impressive eponymous debut album in the autumn of 2013, and then promptly disappeared again. Still, their music continues to resonate over a decade later. 10. 'star' - Dear Eloise As frontman for long-running band PK14, Yang Haisong is one of the godfathers of Chinese post-punk. Yet he's also played a pivotal role in bringing more experimental, noisy, and yes, shoegazey sounds to the fore. Formed in 2007 with his wife (and one-time PK14 bassist) Sun Xia, Dear Eloise have released a string of atmospheric records over the years and remain an influential act in China. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Welcome back to another episode of "Beats, Vines & Life"! This time, we have the pleasure of hosting Morgan Twain-Peterson, a Master of Wine and co-owner of Bedrock Wine Co. Join us as we delve into Morgan's multifaceted journey—from his love for trail running, his college days at Vassar, and intriguing familial ties to the Manhattan Project to the evolution of Bedrock Wine Co. Learn how his pastimes and academic ventures influenced his winemaking career, and how Bedrock turned from a small startup into an industry staple.In this episode, we also explore Morgan's unique perspectives on sustainable agriculture, non-tillage practices, and his aspirations for regenerative organic farming. We'll discuss the challenges and triumphs faced in producing world-class wines with a strong focus on preserving the heritage of historic vineyards.Moreover, Morgan shares fascinating anecdotes from his personal and professional life, including his schooling on the East Coast, experiences at wineries around the globe, and his passionate commitment to wine education.Get ready for engaging conversations on the art of winemaking, the significance of old vine Zinfandel, and a playful wine game segment we call "Slap, Lick, Fondle." Whether you're a wine enthusiast or simply curious about this rich tapestry of stories, there's something here for everyone. So grab your favorite glass and join MJ Towler and Morgan Twain Peterson as we explore the vibrant world of wine, lifestyle, and everything in between!---A Massive THANK YOU to MORGAN TWAIN-PETERSON!!! For more information about Bedrock Wine Co. click the link!!Follow Bedrock Wines on IG!Follow Morgan on IG!____________________________________________________________Until next time, cheers to the mavericks, philosophers, deep thinkers, and wine drinkers! Subscribe and give Beats Vines and Life a five-star review on whichever platform you listen to.For insider info from MJ and exclusive content from the show, sign up at blackwineguy.comFollow MJ @blackwineguyFollow Beats Vines and Life @beatsvinesandlifeThank you to our sponsor, GrenacheFest. The Second Annual Grenache Festival in Walla Walla, Washington, will be held on November 8th, 2024. It will feature a seated comparative seminar, followed by live music, food, plenty of Grenache wines, and tons of fun.For more information, go to GrenacheFestFollow GrenacheFest on IG GrenacheFest Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Welcome back to another riveting episode of **Beats Vines & Life**, your go-to podcast where we blend the soulful notes of music, the rich flavors of the finest wines, and the tapestry of life stories. I'm your host, MJ Towler, and today, we're diving into the inspiring journey of Bart Hansen, a seasoned winemaker with over three decades in the industry. From humble beginnings at Kenwood Vineyards to pioneering biodynamic practices at Benziger Family Winery, Bart's story is one of dedication, innovation, and a deep-rooted passion for winemaking. We'll delve into his early challenges, including missing out on opportunities due to financial constraints, and how he turned these setbacks into stepping stones.Get ready to hear about biodynamic moon cycles and the meticulous practices that set Bart apart in the wine world. We'll also have some fun with "Slap, Lick, Fondle" and explore Bart's excitement for future vintages and his new tasting room project. Plus, we'll touch on some fascinating industry reflections and personal anecdotes that showcase the heart behind the wines.And don't miss out on our special announcements and a nostalgic dive into Thanksgiving memories and homemade wines. So, pour yourself a glass, sit back, and join us for an intimate and enlightening conversation filled with wisdom, laughter, and, of course, great wine. ---A Massive THANK YOU to BART HANSENI!!! This episode wines: 2022 Sauvignon Blanc Beltane Ranch Sonoma Valley2020 Old Vine Zinfandel Rancho Agua Caliente Vineyard Sonoma Valley 2019 Valeria Rossi Ranch 68% Grenache 32% Mourvèdre Sonoma Valley2020 Malbec Lazy Dog Vineyard Sonoma ValleyFor more information about Dane Cellars click the link!Follow Dane Cellars on IG!Listen to The Winemakers Pod here!Follow The Winemakers Pod on IG____________________________________________________________Until next time, cheers to the mavericks, philosophers, deep thinkers, and wine drinkers! Subscribe and give Beats Vines and Life a five-star review on whichever platform you listen to.For insider info from MJ and exclusive content from the show, sign up at blackwineguy.comFollow MJ @blackwineguyFollow Beats Vines and Life @beatsvinesandlifeThank you to our sponsor, GrenacheFest. The Second Annual Grenache Festival in Walla Walla, Washington, will be held on November 8th, 2024. It will feature a seated comparative seminar, live music, food, plenty of Grenache wines, and tons of fun.For more information, go to GrenacheFestFollow GrenacheFest on IG! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
New Goals, Fantasies, and Kinks.Based on a post by Quinn_McMullen, in 7 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Once in the car, Chrissy put the seat back and started rubbing her clit. “I needed to keep my level of arousal high, so I played with myself as my lover drove me to his house. The sound of my fingers pleasuring myself began to make him hard.”She reached over and touched the front of my jeans. “You’re not following the script Quinn. Am I going to have to spank you?”“Perhaps I need to spank you for being such a demanding lover.”“Oh, I’ve never been spanked as an adult. We may need to do that.”As soon as we got through the mudroom door Chrissy turned around, threw her arms around my neck, and kissed me, leading with her tongue. I placed my hands on her ass and pulled her tight against me.She broke the kiss and looked at me. “My lover welcomed me to his home with a passionate kiss.”I leaned down and kissed her again.Chrissy took my hand and led me to the living room. “I presented my naked body to my lover. He enjoyed my breasts. Do you like my breasts?”“They are stunningly beautiful. How should I enjoy them? Would I look at them? Fondle them? Suck on them?”“Yes.”And so I did just that. Her nipples were still erect. I cupped her breasts with my hands. I held her soft flesh, then ran my fingers around her areolas. I very lightly touched the tip of her nipple and Chrissy groaned. Time for some oral action, so I knelt in front of her. I ran my tongue around her areola, and then touched her nipple with my tongue.Chrissy groaned again, “You are pushing me to the breaking point.”“I can’t have a broken Chrissy”I took first one nipple, and then the other into my mouth. She shivered and gooseflesh stood out on her breasts. I moved back and forth between breasts, gently sucking. She put her hands behind my head. I looked up and she was watching me intently.Chrissy parted her legs to provide more access. She shuddered and she seemed to get weak in the knees. I moved to her coochie, took my tongue, and then ran it the length of her slit. Her juice was sweet with a trace of my salty cum from our earlier fuck session. I spent a moment lapping it up. Then I ran my tongue the length of her vulva again and flicking her clit a couple of times. She held my head. I looked up and her head was back. I took my finger and probed her slippery wetness with two fingers. She took a step back and sat on the coach, spreading her legs further apart.I said, “Perhaps we should move this research to a more comfortable location? This is hard on my knees.”She helped me to my feet and led me to the stairs. I grabbed her ass as she led me upward. When we got to my bed she sat down and pulled me in front of her.Chrissy smiled up at me, “Now I remove your garments.”I allowed her to unbutton my shirt. I unbuttoned the cuffs behind her head so that when she had it undone, the shirt could fall to the floor. She ran her fingers through my chest hair, then proceeded to my trousers. She had them off me in no time and she leaned back to check me out.She continued the narration, “I admire your tumescent cock. I run my finger through your gorgeous red pubic hair. I see a drop of pre-cum and I taste you. I milk some more drops from your shaft, lapping them up.”“Chrissy, you are an excellent writer, but you have shifted to present tense.”She looked up at me. “This is the rough draft. Now my handsome friend I am going to give you the best blow job you have ever had in your life. Please lay down for me.”“But I was eating your coochie.”“You can continue that when I’m done with you.”“No. I insist that we finish the earlier research and I get to eat your coochie some more.”“How can I say ‘no’ to that?”She rolled onto her back. “Toss me a pillow, I have to watch you.”She placed the pillow behind her head and spread her legs. I sucked on her toes, then ran my tongue up her silky calf. Her labia glistened.There is something so erotic about a woman’s thighs. Chrissy's were no different. The silkiness under my lips was intoxicating.I looked up into Chrissy's eyes, “Are you going to narrate this?”“Okay. My lover ran his tongue the length of my slit sending electricity up my spine. Ah. He probed my cooch, lapping up the freely flowing fluids. I heard him groan with pleasure as he savored my nectar. He cleaned my perineum and anus. Ah. Ah. Shivers ripped through my body. I shuddered as he probed my rosebud.”Chrissy let out a long moan. I tried probing her ass with my tongue, but the tightness of her sphincter held me back.I looked up and her eyes were closed, “Have you stopped?”Her voice was more breathy now, “He probed my cooch and returned to my clit with several seconds of vigorous licking, and then a tease of nothing. He reached up with his hand and began working my nipples, light twisting them like he was dialing a nob. Ah.”Chrissy's legs started shaking slightly and I probed for her g-spot. It was ready and primed. I rubbed it and began sucking hard on her clit, now a lick, now a suck.Chrissy clinched my hair and held my face from her coochie. Her cooch began contracting, juices running over my hand. I continued rubbing her g-spot and twisting her nipples. Tremors wracked her body. Finally she grabbed my wrist. I took it as a signal to stop. If I had an erection, I would have provided more rough sex, but I still wasn’t fully recovered. She lay there panting, not moving.Finally, she opened her eyes slightly and smiled, “Oh my god that was incredible.”I was on my knees between her spread legs, “Now what happens Madame Author?”“I have to recover for a moment. I think we need to switch positions as soon as I am able. Give me moment.”She reached for my hand. “Oh my god,” she repeated. After a minute or so she said, “Okay.”I laid down next to her. Chrissy grasped my face with both hands, a quick lick across my lips to taste her own juices, then she kissed me hard. It was so wonderful holding her naked body in my arms, her breasts pressed against me.She broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. “Now it is time to give you the best blow job you have ever had in your life.”I smiled and placed a pillow underneath my head.Chrissy kissed me then moved between my legs. She began by teasing me, running her tongue up the length of my shaft. Flicking her tongue on my sensitive frenulum. Next down to my balls. She lifted them and licked the sensitive spot above my perineum sending shivers up my spine. She took each ball completely into her mouth. It was such an amazing feeling.Chrissy crawled forward and straddled me, placing her wet coochie on my erection. She humped me, sliding my cock between her labia, being careful not to allow me entrance to her cooch. I reached up and cupped her breasts as her hips moved rapidly.I asked, “Have you stopped narrating?”“I can’t do both right now. I need to focus on the task at hand.”Her mouth was back on my cock, her eyes locked in on mine. She ran her tongue repeatedly around the head, focusing on the sensitive crown. Twice she started at the base of my shaft and licked all the way to the tip. Up until this point, my erection was lying on my stomach. Now she held it up perpendicular to my body and began gently sucking the head, slowly bobbing up and down.She extended her neck, closed her eyes, and slowly took my entire cock into her mouth. Her tongue licked my balls. She was swallowing, sending electricity up my spine. She retracted her mouth.She said, “You fill my mouth and fuck my throat so nicely.”Then she had me completely in her mouth again. Time after time, she would shallow me whole, hum a little, then come up for air.“Chrissy, I’m going to cum.”“We can’t have that now.”She moved down and began licking my balls. Up until this point my legs were out straight to either side of her. Now she raised my legs up and started kissing the inside of my hairy thighs.Chrissy said, “You know, coochie juice makes a wonderful lube.”I could feel a moist finger circling my anus. She took the head of my cock into her mouth again and began lightly sucking. Her finger slid into my ass and I knew she had found my prostate.My back arched and she stopped everything again. She edged me away from a climax and she started again on my balls. I lost count of how many times Chrissy brought me to the edge and then pulled me back. Each time she varied her approach slightly. Sometimes she probed my ass. Sometimes she took my entire shaft into her mouth. Sometimes she just sucked the head of my cock. But every time she brought me to the edge. I had stopped telling her as it approached, aching for release, but somehow she knew.“Now my lover boy, it is time for you to come.”She hit me with everything she had: ball swallowing, head sucking, ass probing, and throat fucking. I heard a groan come from my mouth as my back arched. She took her mouth off me and was stroking me with her hand, her index finger in my ass rubbing my prostate.The orgasm that hit me was intense. My entire world narrowed down to my cock and my ass. I felt warm cum hit my stomach. My asshole was contracting on Chrissy's finger. She took my cock down her throat and was vigorously mouth fucking me. Tremors ripped through my body. I looked down and there was a string of cum on Chrissy's nose and upper lip. I don’t shoot anymore. Could I have possible done that? Perhaps all the sex I had lately was strengthening my pelvic muscles.Chrissy cleaned my cock and stomach, then milked my shaft for more cum.Now I was extremely sensitive. “Can you come up here and kiss me?” She continued to lick. “Please. You’ve got me so sensitive.”She crawled up and straddled my stomach, her hands on either side of my face. I took my finger and wiped the cum off her nose and put it into my mouth.Chrissy's eyes went wide, “That is so hot.” She licked her upper lip clean of cum, then kissed me with an open mouth. I could taste my salty semen mixed with her saliva. She controlled the kissing, probing my mouth with her tongue. I could feel her wet coochie on my stomach.I placed my hands on her fine ass. “How was that for hands on research?”“I have some good material, but we will probably need to do more.”Chapter 17.There is something wonderful about waking up next to a warm snuggly body. As I emerged from sleep I was aware of Chrissy's head on my shoulder and her silky body tucked up into my armpit. Her leg was over mine. Her breasts against me. The fragrance of her hair was intoxicating. At my age, I typically make a few trips to the toilet throughout the night, but I couldn’t remember getting up at all. The result was some serious morning wood. Nevertheless, there was no way I was moving until she woke up.At 7:30 my clock radio came on. Chrissy stirred and patted my chest.She raised herself up and kissed me. “I am a very happy woman this morning.”“Making love with you is amazing Christina.”“I know,” She laughed.She reached down and found my erection, “Is this for me or is this your morning hard-on?”“Both.”“In that case.”Chrissy took me into her mouth and left my cock wet with saliva. She mounted me, but didn’t move once I was buried deep inside her. She pulled the covers over both of us while leaning forward to kiss me.She lay down on me, her head to the side. “If I died right now, I would die at peak happiness.”“If you died right now I would be so angry with you I would never speak to you again.”She slapped my chest, “Oh, that was a bad dad joke.”“It’s what I do best.”She brought her face in front of me, “We won’t have the opportunity for morning snuggling anymore.”I squeezed her tight. “One way or the other we will find time to snuggle.”“While I have you inside me, is it possible I could make you cum?”“Two difficulties with that. One: my bladder is full and bouncing on it would not be good. Two: once I empty my bladder, my erection will deflate.”“I really want to make love to you again. How about this? You go and empty your bladder. We’ll both brush our teeth. We’ll come back here and I’ll suck you until you are hard again. Then we’ll fuck until one of us can’t stand it anymore.”“I like this. Maybe we will need to figure out how we can have more snuggle parties.”We returned to the bed and Chrissy climbed on top of me, pulling the covers up. She kissed me with an open mouth, probing with her tongue. Her pubes were resting on my stomach, her nipples brushing my chest. I placed my hands on her ass as our mouths pleasured each other. Every so often she stopped and looked into my eyes, her hand petting the side of my face. Then she would continue kissing.After some time, she decided to move lower and took my tumescent cock into her mouth. Chrissy provided a marvelous combination of sucking, stroking, and churning that brought me to maximum hardness within minutes. She continually changed her focus, first the head, then my sensitive frenulum, then my shaft.After several glorious minutes she brought herself back and placing my cock at her opening. She slowly lowered herself onto me. The initial penetration of her warm, wet coochie sending a wave a pleasure through my body. Chrissy placed her hands on my chest and began slowly grinding on me. Her eyes locked in on mine. Our souls and bodies becoming one.The morning light filled the room with a golden glow. Chrissy's disheveled, shoulder-length hair; her breasts; and her eyes all cast a spell on me as her hips moved in a slow, sensual motion. Her pubic mound rubbing against mine. I reached up and took her nipples between my fingers.Chrissy looked down on me, “Pull them.”I pulled on her nipples.“No. Hard. Pull them hard. Squeeze them.”I did as she bid, adding a twist.“Ah, a titty twister. I think you may have to pound me again. Do you feel up for it?’"When I bought this bed so long ago, I got it because Roz could kneel on the edge, and her coochie would be at the right height for my cock.”“Well, Roz was the same height as me. It should still work.”I climbed out of bed and Chrissy knelt doggie style on the edge. Sure enough, the perfect height. I slipped back into her cooch.She pushed back against. “You have to fuck me hard Quinn.”“Your wish is my command.”I grabbed her hips and began to pound her. My cock was at maximum hardness and since I wasn’t straining any muscles, I knew I could go for quite a while; especially since I had cum twice the night before.Chrissy stayed on her hands for quite a while, but then she pressed her face to the sheet. I heard her begin to whimper.I asked, “Is this too much?”“No. More. Harder.”I thought, damn this woman is going to wear me out. Then I had an idea.I needed to hit her g-spot. “On your back!” It was an order, not a request.I grabbed three pillows and propped her ass up to cock level, her ankles on my shoulders. I grasped her by the hips and recommenced slamming her coochie. I could see and feel the difference immediately. My cock was striking the roof of her cooch. Chrissy uttered a moan that was half pleasure, half pain. She reached up and began rubbing her clit, but within a minute or two she was climaxing. She arched her back and grabbed her nipples. She pulled them out and twisted at the same time. Gooseflesh stood out on her torso. Still I continued slamming. Her pelvic contractions finally began to have an effect on my cock.“I’m going to cum in your coochie!”Chrissy moaned then pulled her nipples even further. My orgasm was not as intense as the previous one, probably because I didn’t have the same volume. But I kept driving into her as long as I could stand it.I finally had to stop. I had my cock at full penetration. Chrissy's vaginal contractions were beginning to ease.She regained her voice, “Oh. Oh my god. Quinn, that was so good. You don’t know how much I needed that. Can you pull me up?”I pulled her forward and she wrapped her legs and arms around me.“I finally feel satisfied.” She drove her tongue into my mouth.I broke the kiss, “Good. Should we jump through the shower, or go get some breakfast?”“Yes.”After a sensuous shower together we got dressed and went down to the kitchen. I put on some sausage while Chrissy made the coffee. We went out to my raspberry bushes and picked enough to make a mashed berry spread for pancakes. We had a very pleasant breakfast, just enjoying each other’s company. Chrissy retrieved the Sunday paper from the drive as I washed up the dishes. Then we spent the rest of the morning catching up on the news and doing the Sunday crossword together.Chapter 18.I had just finished cleaning up after my dinner. I was sitting at my kitchen table listening to the news on the radio. Dining alone was something I had never quite gotten used to. The experience of dining with Chrissy the previous evening as compared to my solitary dinner this evening was stark. There is something about sharing a meal with someone that seems very basic to life. I thought that perhaps I could eat with Chrissy and Zoë a couple of times during the week. Something to ask about.From the mudroom door I heard, “Yoo hoo.”I called out, “In the kitchen!”Zoë and Asha appeared.I stood and hugged first Zoë then Asha, “Welcome again to my home. Can I get either of you anything?”Zoë said, “I’ll get some water. Asha?”“Do you happen to have any alcohol?”“I have a bottle of white wine that I haven’t opened yet.”“Perfect. Just a half a glass.”I went to the fridge.Zoë sat down, “Asha, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”“It isn’t that. The wine will just take off the edge.”I handed a glass to Asha and we sat down. “Before we start. Zoë, I just realized how lonesome it is eating here by myself night after night.”“Oh, I never thought of that! Quinn, you are coming to my house for dinner every night.”“Well, maybe you and Chrissy and Johnny can come here too.”She nodded. Then Zoë the planner took charge. “So, Quinn.”“Yes, ma'am.”“Asha and I have been talking and we want to have some ground rules and a bit of a p
The Virgin Couple's Wedding Night: Part 1 A chaste couple's epiphany of pleasures. From the Awakening, By Estcher Listen to thePodcast at Steamy Stories.My name was Emma Mary Fiore Amato. Now I proudly carry my husband's name: Emma May Fiore Williams. My brand new, gorgeous, and sexy husband is Daniel Christopher Williams. He's African American and I am Italian American. We met in the University of California San Diego (UCSD) as freshmen. We dated despite my reservations of dating a black man. I was not a fan of unwanted attention and being seen with him at school and downtown caused eyes to stare. The United States is rampant with racism. It's everywhere and palatable and real in every sense. It vibrates across social norms and in the media and sometimes openly on the street. But I was attracted to Daniel right away. We shared a class together and the first time I walked into the classroom, and I saw him, my heart had skipped a beat. He had felt the same way. It wasn't until a month later that he summoned the nerve to ask me out. We went to a dinner down at Liberty Station and then walked the boardwalk past where the San Salvador replica galleon was being made and along the inner harbour. It was a lovely first date. Afterward, he kissed me outside my dormitory, and I kissed him back and told him I would like to go out again. He was so pleased. Daniel is gorgeous. He's my height but very slim. He keeps his hair short and has a short-cropped beard. He wears black rimmed glasses. He does a little gym and a little cardio. Not a lot, but just enough to keep him fit. He's strong. His ass is golden. I was first attracted to his eyes. His glasses have a way of making them larger than life and they pulled me in. His dark skin enhancing the white of his eyes and his lovely teeth past his full lips. That first kiss outside my dorm had melted me. On our second date I admitted I was a devout Catholic, being a proper Italian American girl. Sex was not allowed outside the marital chamber. I could tell he was devastated. We could both feel the attraction to one another. A look from him would get me all tingly. I was a regular at the confessional at my church, admitting my sin and lust. I would accept my penance and say my prayers kneeling at a pew, gazing with adoration to the figure of Christ above the altar, counting my prayers on my rosary. Throughout our years at UCSD we were never apart. Our love life was constrained to kissing throughout our freshman year, to a little petting during our sophomore and junior years, and as seniors we had performed oral sex on each other a couple of times. My penance for that consisted of working at various soup kitchens in the Gaslamp District of San Diego. Daniel joined me and I think I truly fell in love with him when he did. He shared my penance and I rejoiced. My parents were shocked when I had introduced Danial to them. They aren't racist, but they had hoped I would meet someone "more like me", my mother had said. But it was too late for me. I adored Daniel and together we were wonderful. In time, they accepted our relationship. It helped that Daniel was so well spoken and so intelligent. They could see the good in him and although he was Baptist by his christening, he believed in God and that was enough for my parents to accept him. It was so hard not to cave into our sexual desires. We wanted each other so terribly badly. But I was a good Catholic girl and took my faith very seriously. Daniel understood and somehow, he stayed with me throughout college. Our friends always tried to pressure us. My girlfriends thought I was archaic; disillusioned about values they said no longer applied in the modern world. His friends were no better, urging him to leave me for "someone better". By the end of college, we had few friends, but by that point in our relationship, I only needed Daniel and he only needed me. We decided to wait until our careers started before we took things any further with our relationship. He started work at an architectural firm in San Diego, and I accepted an accounting position out in Coronado. One year later he proposed to me. My heart soared on that day, and I will never forget it. It had been magical and perfect, and I accepted right away, and he spun me around. My parents had known. Daniel has asked them for my hand in marriage and they had happily agreed. We set a date for end summer, and I dove into planning and preparations. My only remaining girlfriend, a friend from church, became my bridesmaid and helped with everything. The wedding was beautiful. Standing before my future husband in front of God and my family and friends and making my vows was the most beautiful thing I had ever done. He looked so gorgeous in his tuxedo. I never loved him more. We said our vows, exchanged rings, and then he kissed me in front of everybody. Claiming me as his bride and wife. I felt liberated. He was now my husband. Everything we had always wanted to do for the past five years were now open to us. We could consummate our marriage and love. Over and over again. I walked back down the aisle, a woman and a wife, and my pussy couldn't have been wetter. Lust ran over me in waves and I gripped Daniel's hand so tightly. The rest of the day and evening went by in a blur. I had to watch the video later to see just how much of a good time we had. But mostly I watched how Daniel and I looked at each other. Everyone said we looked with such love at each other. In truth, we were looking at each other with unbridled lust. Then, thankfully, we exited the reception to cheering family and friends and entered the limo my father had provided, and we were whisked away to our hotel. In the morning, we were heading to Hawai'i for our honeymoon. But tonight. Tonight, I would become my man's woman. He would take me and complete me. I don't recall checking in, or the elevator ride to our suite, or Daniel carrying me in his arms across the threshold to our suite. What I remember is tearing off our clothes and collapsing on the large California King bed. Later, I would peel rose petals off my flesh and Daniel's. I was a good Catholic girl. I had followed my faith, confessed my sins, and did my penance. But now? Now I was married and in the eyes of God, I would and could pleasure my husband. I knew the scripture. My chains were removed. "Wives, be subject to your husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Saviour. As the church is subject to Christ, so let wives also be subject in everything to their husbands." (Eph. 5:22--24). My mother had given me advice the day before the wedding. She said it was a long tradition and I would do the same for my daughter one day. She had held my hands and spoke to me as one wife to her daughter bride. She passed on to me the secrets of a happy marriage that the priest had never mentioned during our marriage preparation classes at the church. She spoke openly of things I would need to learn to do. And often, she had said. And willingly. Her attention to detail was unnerving to me but I listened to everything. Some things she said were frightening, sounding foul, but my mother laughed and told me to wait and see. "Your father loves me just as much as the day we married, Emma," she said, holding my hands and looking into my eyes. "Every day I let him know I need him and want him. To be intimate with him and he does the same for me. Marriages fail when that stops. There will be times you don't feel the need or desire. You must fight that. Embrace him. Kiss him. Fondle him. Whisper in his ear that he is your everything and his will is yours to fulfil. Do you understand?" I nodded, biting my lip. I think I understood. My mother laughed at my expression. "Wake him with your mouth in the morning. Not every day. But some days or it will become routine. Pleasure him. Take his seed inside you. Swallow his love. It can be daunting. You'll get used to it. He is your man, and his seed will be yours. Claim it. Only you can receive it through your marriage. Don't make him regret choosing you over all others. "And seek your own pleasure. You should never regret choosing him. He should willingly pleasure you with his mouth. Accept it and bask in it. It is your husband claiming what is his by marriage. Your womanhood will pleasure him. So trim down there, okay? Did your bridesmaid take you to the salon?" I nodded, feeling heat rush to my face. I had been waxed. It had hurt so badly, but I had found pleasure in it in a small way which frightened me. I nodded at my mother. "Good. And all the way between your legs?" I nodded again, feeling more heat. "Do you know what sodomy is?" I nodded feeling horror. "My priest told me before I was married that sodomy is a sin between men," said my mother, looking hard at me. "Yes, mamma." "And he added it does not concern marital relations between man and wife." "Mamma!" I said in shock. I thought of her and dad. "Did you and poppa...?" "Oh, yes, Emma. Otherwise, you would have a lot more siblings rather than just you." "What?" "You'll need to watch your cycle. Avoid pregnancies. Anal sex is the best way to do that when you are ovulating." I stared at my mother. Questions raced through my thoughts faster than I could fully formulate and finish them. "I enjoy it, Emma. Pleasuring your father gives me pleasure. Be patient. Try it for yourself. Push past the initial pain and I think you will be surprised. Do this for your husband. For you." I couldn't speak. "Throughout your marriage your husband should want to take you all the time, correct?" "Y-yes." "Invite him to take you. Place yourself at his mercy. Let him claim that which is his by marriage." "Mamma!" "And take him when you want, Emma. You are equals in this, despite what the scriptures say. This is a partnership. If you lust after him, take him. If he lusts after you, give yourself to him. Do this, this simple thing, and your marriage will be full of such love and last for eternity. You will join yourselves in heaven and find such blessings. I'm so happy for you, Emma. Daniel is a beautiful man. Your children will be beautiful." "Thank you, mamma." "One more thing. Are you still intact?" I knew what she meant. My hymen had been lost as a teenager doing simple girlish things. Mine opened riding my bike. I shook my head at my mother. "No, mamma." "And I know you are a virgin. I am so proud of you, Emma. I saw how hard it was for you throughout college. Tomorrow night, you give him your everything. What you do with your husband in your bed, will please God. Everything your heart desires. Put your soul into it, Emma. Seize your pleasure and his, okay?" "Mamma? Did nonna give you this same advice?" "No. I had to learn the hard way. I promised myself I would not let my own daughter go into her marriage bed unprepared. We have more to discuss. Are you okay with all this?" "Yes, momma. I'm uncomfortable, but thankful." "Okay, we still have a lot to cover. Like how to truly pleasure your husband with your mouth. Places on his body you need to explore..." "Explore? Like what?" Mother chuckled. "I'm warming up to this now. Your father has always had the best sex with me. It's okay Emma! You came from our love! Now, the penis is a strange thing at first. Daniel is likely very large. But a man's pleasure also comes from his nipples, and his scrotum and testicles. Play with them. Lightly! So very lightly! And below them. Pay attention there. And below that, too. Do you understand where I am talking about?" She meant his asshole. I was horrified. "Make sure he is clean. You, too. Take the time to keep yourself fresh down there. Inside a man is a place. You'll need to find it. Put a finger inside, find it, rub it." "Momma!" "Hush, you have much the same place inside you. Teach him to find it. Your bodies will be one, once married. There is no shame. It is the beauty of sex between a married couple. Seek your pleasure and give your pleasure. There is so much on the Internet. Watch with him. Learn together." "Yes, momma. Do you do all these things with poppa?" "Oh, God, yes. We're older now and we have slowed down. But yes. We still do. I adore your father and his body. Have you ever seen us fight? Not speak to one another?" "No, momma." And it was true. The love between my parents was there for all to see. They constantly hugged and kissed. I've seen them mildly grope each other. I've heard them through the bedroom walls. I only could pray my marriage would be as close to the beauty of theirs. With my mother's advice I think I now knew how. If I could be brave enough. "And now the more mundane things. You and Daniel will be equal in all things. You are not some toy or trophy the bible would have you believe. The bible was written by some seriously misogynistic men..." My memory of that first night with Daniel is seared into my soul. I subjected myself to my husband. My heart soared. My soul sang. I praised God. I stood fully naked before my husband, and he stood naked before me. I am a beautiful woman. Many men have lusted after me. But I was only for my husband, and I stood proudly before him, exposed so willingly for the first time to his gaze. I watched his eyes devour me. He stared into my brown eyes first and I'm sure he saw the same lust as I saw in his. His gaze slowly drifted down and lingered on my breasts. My nipples were tight and painful, lifting to the sky. I saw him lick his lips and delight filled me. So far, he did not look disappointed. His eyes roamed over my flat stomach and then lower. He stared long and hard at my perfectly waxed pussy. I had left a small, heart-shaped, tuft of my fur on my mound. My wetness trickled down my thigh and it tickled. I saw him lick his lips with his hunger and it thrilled me. I felt exposed. Wanton. But I was married, and this was my husband. A smile crossed my lips. I was awakening to my lust and hunger, and it thrilled me. I stared equally back at my husband. We had done some things together. Fully clothed. I had let him taste me a few times. My penance for that had been the soup kitchens. And I had put him in my mouth a few times. I had never swallowed, though. I had spat it out, shame filling me, knowing I disappointed him. But I could not take his sperm inside me until we were married. But now I stared at his slim figure. His brown skin glistened in the dim light of the room. His chest was lightly sprinkled with dark hair, and I couldn't wait to feel my exposed breasts and nipples rubbing against it. He lacked a defined six pack, but his stomach was toned and flat. My eyes traced that delicious area below his stomach that lowered to his penis. The smooth skin demanded my mouth. And I stared at his penis. I had stroked it before. Sucked it before. Did penance for it before. But now I could see it in all its glory. Black men are endowed and so was my husband. It was long and thick and stood hard and standing straight out from his body. The tip glistened with moisture. Veins ran along its length. Below it hung his heavy testicles. His manhood was displayed for me, and I knew tonight he would put it inside me and fill me. It was darker than the rest of him. The head was large and round and was even darker. My ebony husband was panting for me. He wanted the pleasure only I could bring to him. And I wanted his in return. After my talk with my mother, I did a little research. Watched pornography that showed how to pleasure a man fully. Another trickle of my wetness ran down my thigh and I shivered at the tickle. My husband watched it and his eyes widened. "My husband," I purred. "I am so wet for you. You are so hard for me." "Emma, you are gorgeous. Seeing you walking down the aisle in that dress? Oh my God, the angels were jealous, baby. All eyes were on you, but you only had eyes for me." I had stared at him the whole way down the aisle. My papa handed me over and when I had stood before Daniel, my legs threatened to fail me. My love for him in that moment had risen above everything I thought I could reach. And I could see the same reflected back at me. "And you, my Daniel, you looked so handsome. The perfect man. My man. My husband." Daniel was losing himself in his lust for me. He was shaking, and so was I. "Tonight, we will make love, Daniel. I've wanted this for years. I give my everything to you. Do you understand?" He shook his head. "We are married now. My body--all of it--is yours to pleasure yourself with. And I will pleasure myself with you. Over and over, again and again." "My God, Emma. You are so beautiful. Look at you! A gorgeous Italian beauty! I love you so much. I am the luckiest man in the world that you could love me as I love you." "And you are my ebony stud. You are so beautiful to me, Daniel. I have lusted after you since the first day we met. Do you remember?" "How could I forget? Freshman year. Sitting in class, and in walks the woman of my dreams! A vision. So elegant and poised. I knew then I wanted to marry you." "You did?" "Oh, yes. It was love at first sight. I would have waited my entire life to be with you." "Wait no longer, my love. I am yours. Take me. Take all of me. Whatever you desire. Anything." "Anything? What do you mean?" "All my body is yours now, Daniel. And all your body is mine. I mean to take it. I want you to take me, in any way you imagine. But first, I want you to make love to me. To enter me. To cum inside me and seal our marriage in our pleasure and love. I want to lie back and feel you enter me." "Okay," replied Daniel, simply. His eyes looked wild. I moved to him, crossing the distance in two steps, and pressed myself to him. My mouth found his with hunger and I groaned at the feel of his hard cock pressing between us, reaching up past my belly button. We kissed, our tongues dancing, our hands caressing and exploring. His fingers found my wet slit and slid down along my clit and into my depths. I groaned into his mouth and reached down and took his hard, hot penis into my gentle hand. I stroked him, savouring the glorious hardness and maleness of him. We shuffled to the bed and flopped down hard on our sides. We squirmed our way further up the bed until we found the pillows. Rose petals clung to us. All that existed was his body and mine and the pleasures we would pull from one another. I found myself on my back, my legs spread in a delicious wanton way I was now free to enjoy. Daniel crawled up between my legs until he lay on me, his cock pressed against my wet labia, spreading them apart and rubbing deliciously on my clit. We necked hard. My tongue driving into his mouth with desire. His tongue rammed into my mouth, and we sucked on each other's tongues, swallowing our spit, and sinking into each other's souls. My mind was purely on my vagina. An ache I hadn't felt before burned down there. My pussy felt more alive than ever before. I was intimately aware of every little feeling. Wetness poured from me. I could feel the rivulets escaping me. My pussy felt like it was opening on its own. Spreading for my husband. My man. My lover. My best friend in the whole wide world. The righteousness of it overwhelmed my emotions. I sobbed happy tears. I held Daniel's beautiful face in my hands and pressed my lips against his plump, full, sexual lips. Lips I wanted all over my body, tracing his tongue into places I had only dreamed of. And thanks to my mother's words--and a little bit of research--I knew what I wanted to do and taste. Daniel shifted his hips. I felt his enormous cock head press against my opening. "Wait!" I said, pushing on his shoulders. "I want to watch you enter me for the first time! Please!" To be continued, By Estcher for Literotica
The Virgin Couple's Wedding Night: Part 1 A chaste couple's epiphany of pleasures. From the Awakening, By Estcher Listen to thePodcast at Steamy Stories.My name was Emma Mary Fiore Amato. Now I proudly carry my husband's name: Emma May Fiore Williams. My brand new, gorgeous, and sexy husband is Daniel Christopher Williams. He's African American and I am Italian American. We met in the University of California San Diego (UCSD) as freshmen. We dated despite my reservations of dating a black man. I was not a fan of unwanted attention and being seen with him at school and downtown caused eyes to stare. The United States is rampant with racism. It's everywhere and palatable and real in every sense. It vibrates across social norms and in the media and sometimes openly on the street. But I was attracted to Daniel right away. We shared a class together and the first time I walked into the classroom, and I saw him, my heart had skipped a beat. He had felt the same way. It wasn't until a month later that he summoned the nerve to ask me out. We went to a dinner down at Liberty Station and then walked the boardwalk past where the San Salvador replica galleon was being made and along the inner harbour. It was a lovely first date. Afterward, he kissed me outside my dormitory, and I kissed him back and told him I would like to go out again. He was so pleased. Daniel is gorgeous. He's my height but very slim. He keeps his hair short and has a short-cropped beard. He wears black rimmed glasses. He does a little gym and a little cardio. Not a lot, but just enough to keep him fit. He's strong. His ass is golden. I was first attracted to his eyes. His glasses have a way of making them larger than life and they pulled me in. His dark skin enhancing the white of his eyes and his lovely teeth past his full lips. That first kiss outside my dorm had melted me. On our second date I admitted I was a devout Catholic, being a proper Italian American girl. Sex was not allowed outside the marital chamber. I could tell he was devastated. We could both feel the attraction to one another. A look from him would get me all tingly. I was a regular at the confessional at my church, admitting my sin and lust. I would accept my penance and say my prayers kneeling at a pew, gazing with adoration to the figure of Christ above the altar, counting my prayers on my rosary. Throughout our years at UCSD we were never apart. Our love life was constrained to kissing throughout our freshman year, to a little petting during our sophomore and junior years, and as seniors we had performed oral sex on each other a couple of times. My penance for that consisted of working at various soup kitchens in the Gaslamp District of San Diego. Daniel joined me and I think I truly fell in love with him when he did. He shared my penance and I rejoiced. My parents were shocked when I had introduced Danial to them. They aren't racist, but they had hoped I would meet someone "more like me", my mother had said. But it was too late for me. I adored Daniel and together we were wonderful. In time, they accepted our relationship. It helped that Daniel was so well spoken and so intelligent. They could see the good in him and although he was Baptist by his christening, he believed in God and that was enough for my parents to accept him. It was so hard not to cave into our sexual desires. We wanted each other so terribly badly. But I was a good Catholic girl and took my faith very seriously. Daniel understood and somehow, he stayed with me throughout college. Our friends always tried to pressure us. My girlfriends thought I was archaic; disillusioned about values they said no longer applied in the modern world. His friends were no better, urging him to leave me for "someone better". By the end of college, we had few friends, but by that point in our relationship, I only needed Daniel and he only needed me. We decided to wait until our careers started before we took things any further with our relationship. He started work at an architectural firm in San Diego, and I accepted an accounting position out in Coronado. One year later he proposed to me. My heart soared on that day, and I will never forget it. It had been magical and perfect, and I accepted right away, and he spun me around. My parents had known. Daniel has asked them for my hand in marriage and they had happily agreed. We set a date for end summer, and I dove into planning and preparations. My only remaining girlfriend, a friend from church, became my bridesmaid and helped with everything. The wedding was beautiful. Standing before my future husband in front of God and my family and friends and making my vows was the most beautiful thing I had ever done. He looked so gorgeous in his tuxedo. I never loved him more. We said our vows, exchanged rings, and then he kissed me in front of everybody. Claiming me as his bride and wife. I felt liberated. He was now my husband. Everything we had always wanted to do for the past five years were now open to us. We could consummate our marriage and love. Over and over again. I walked back down the aisle, a woman and a wife, and my pussy couldn't have been wetter. Lust ran over me in waves and I gripped Daniel's hand so tightly. The rest of the day and evening went by in a blur. I had to watch the video later to see just how much of a good time we had. But mostly I watched how Daniel and I looked at each other. Everyone said we looked with such love at each other. In truth, we were looking at each other with unbridled lust. Then, thankfully, we exited the reception to cheering family and friends and entered the limo my father had provided, and we were whisked away to our hotel. In the morning, we were heading to Hawai'i for our honeymoon. But tonight. Tonight, I would become my man's woman. He would take me and complete me. I don't recall checking in, or the elevator ride to our suite, or Daniel carrying me in his arms across the threshold to our suite. What I remember is tearing off our clothes and collapsing on the large California King bed. Later, I would peel rose petals off my flesh and Daniel's. I was a good Catholic girl. I had followed my faith, confessed my sins, and did my penance. But now? Now I was married and in the eyes of God, I would and could pleasure my husband. I knew the scripture. My chains were removed. "Wives, be subject to your husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Saviour. As the church is subject to Christ, so let wives also be subject in everything to their husbands." (Eph. 5:22--24). My mother had given me advice the day before the wedding. She said it was a long tradition and I would do the same for my daughter one day. She had held my hands and spoke to me as one wife to her daughter bride. She passed on to me the secrets of a happy marriage that the priest had never mentioned during our marriage preparation classes at the church. She spoke openly of things I would need to learn to do. And often, she had said. And willingly. Her attention to detail was unnerving to me but I listened to everything. Some things she said were frightening, sounding foul, but my mother laughed and told me to wait and see. "Your father loves me just as much as the day we married, Emma," she said, holding my hands and looking into my eyes. "Every day I let him know I need him and want him. To be intimate with him and he does the same for me. Marriages fail when that stops. There will be times you don't feel the need or desire. You must fight that. Embrace him. Kiss him. Fondle him. Whisper in his ear that he is your everything and his will is yours to fulfil. Do you understand?" I nodded, biting my lip. I think I understood. My mother laughed at my expression. "Wake him with your mouth in the morning. Not every day. But some days or it will become routine. Pleasure him. Take his seed inside you. Swallow his love. It can be daunting. You'll get used to it. He is your man, and his seed will be yours. Claim it. Only you can receive it through your marriage. Don't make him regret choosing you over all others. "And seek your own pleasure. You should never regret choosing him. He should willingly pleasure you with his mouth. Accept it and bask in it. It is your husband claiming what is his by marriage. Your womanhood will pleasure him. So trim down there, okay? Did your bridesmaid take you to the salon?" I nodded, feeling heat rush to my face. I had been waxed. It had hurt so badly, but I had found pleasure in it in a small way which frightened me. I nodded at my mother. "Good. And all the way between your legs?" I nodded again, feeling more heat. "Do you know what sodomy is?" I nodded feeling horror. "My priest told me before I was married that sodomy is a sin between men," said my mother, looking hard at me. "Yes, mamma." "And he added it does not concern marital relations between man and wife." "Mamma!" I said in shock. I thought of her and dad. "Did you and poppa...?" "Oh, yes, Emma. Otherwise, you would have a lot more siblings rather than just you." "What?" "You'll need to watch your cycle. Avoid pregnancies. Anal sex is the best way to do that when you are ovulating." I stared at my mother. Questions raced through my thoughts faster than I could fully formulate and finish them. "I enjoy it, Emma. Pleasuring your father gives me pleasure. Be patient. Try it for yourself. Push past the initial pain and I think you will be surprised. Do this for your husband. For you." I couldn't speak. "Throughout your marriage your husband should want to take you all the time, correct?" "Y-yes." "Invite him to take you. Place yourself at his mercy. Let him claim that which is his by marriage." "Mamma!" "And take him when you want, Emma. You are equals in this, despite what the scriptures say. This is a partnership. If you lust after him, take him. If he lusts after you, give yourself to him. Do this, this simple thing, and your marriage will be full of such love and last for eternity. You will join yourselves in heaven and find such blessings. I'm so happy for you, Emma. Daniel is a beautiful man. Your children will be beautiful." "Thank you, mamma." "One more thing. Are you still intact?" I knew what she meant. My hymen had been lost as a teenager doing simple girlish things. Mine opened riding my bike. I shook my head at my mother. "No, mamma." "And I know you are a virgin. I am so proud of you, Emma. I saw how hard it was for you throughout college. Tomorrow night, you give him your everything. What you do with your husband in your bed, will please God. Everything your heart desires. Put your soul into it, Emma. Seize your pleasure and his, okay?" "Mamma? Did nonna give you this same advice?" "No. I had to learn the hard way. I promised myself I would not let my own daughter go into her marriage bed unprepared. We have more to discuss. Are you okay with all this?" "Yes, momma. I'm uncomfortable, but thankful." "Okay, we still have a lot to cover. Like how to truly pleasure your husband with your mouth. Places on his body you need to explore..." "Explore? Like what?" Mother chuckled. "I'm warming up to this now. Your father has always had the best sex with me. It's okay Emma! You came from our love! Now, the penis is a strange thing at first. Daniel is likely very large. But a man's pleasure also comes from his nipples, and his scrotum and testicles. Play with them. Lightly! So very lightly! And below them. Pay attention there. And below that, too. Do you understand where I am talking about?" She meant his asshole. I was horrified. "Make sure he is clean. You, too. Take the time to keep yourself fresh down there. Inside a man is a place. You'll need to find it. Put a finger inside, find it, rub it." "Momma!" "Hush, you have much the same place inside you. Teach him to find it. Your bodies will be one, once married. There is no shame. It is the beauty of sex between a married couple. Seek your pleasure and give your pleasure. There is so much on the Internet. Watch with him. Learn together." "Yes, momma. Do you do all these things with poppa?" "Oh, God, yes. We're older now and we have slowed down. But yes. We still do. I adore your father and his body. Have you ever seen us fight? Not speak to one another?" "No, momma." And it was true. The love between my parents was there for all to see. They constantly hugged and kissed. I've seen them mildly grope each other. I've heard them through the bedroom walls. I only could pray my marriage would be as close to the beauty of theirs. With my mother's advice I think I now knew how. If I could be brave enough. "And now the more mundane things. You and Daniel will be equal in all things. You are not some toy or trophy the bible would have you believe. The bible was written by some seriously misogynistic men..." My memory of that first night with Daniel is seared into my soul. I subjected myself to my husband. My heart soared. My soul sang. I praised God. I stood fully naked before my husband, and he stood naked before me. I am a beautiful woman. Many men have lusted after me. But I was only for my husband, and I stood proudly before him, exposed so willingly for the first time to his gaze. I watched his eyes devour me. He stared into my brown eyes first and I'm sure he saw the same lust as I saw in his. His gaze slowly drifted down and lingered on my breasts. My nipples were tight and painful, lifting to the sky. I saw him lick his lips and delight filled me. So far, he did not look disappointed. His eyes roamed over my flat stomach and then lower. He stared long and hard at my perfectly waxed pussy. I had left a small, heart-shaped, tuft of my fur on my mound. My wetness trickled down my thigh and it tickled. I saw him lick his lips with his hunger and it thrilled me. I felt exposed. Wanton. But I was married, and this was my husband. A smile crossed my lips. I was awakening to my lust and hunger, and it thrilled me. I stared equally back at my husband. We had done some things together. Fully clothed. I had let him taste me a few times. My penance for that had been the soup kitchens. And I had put him in my mouth a few times. I had never swallowed, though. I had spat it out, shame filling me, knowing I disappointed him. But I could not take his sperm inside me until we were married. But now I stared at his slim figure. His brown skin glistened in the dim light of the room. His chest was lightly sprinkled with dark hair, and I couldn't wait to feel my exposed breasts and nipples rubbing against it. He lacked a defined six pack, but his stomach was toned and flat. My eyes traced that delicious area below his stomach that lowered to his penis. The smooth skin demanded my mouth. And I stared at his penis. I had stroked it before. Sucked it before. Did penance for it before. But now I could see it in all its glory. Black men are endowed and so was my husband. It was long and thick and stood hard and standing straight out from his body. The tip glistened with moisture. Veins ran along its length. Below it hung his heavy testicles. His manhood was displayed for me, and I knew tonight he would put it inside me and fill me. It was darker than the rest of him. The head was large and round and was even darker. My ebony husband was panting for me. He wanted the pleasure only I could bring to him. And I wanted his in return. After my talk with my mother, I did a little research. Watched pornography that showed how to pleasure a man fully. Another trickle of my wetness ran down my thigh and I shivered at the tickle. My husband watched it and his eyes widened. "My husband," I purred. "I am so wet for you. You are so hard for me." "Emma, you are gorgeous. Seeing you walking down the aisle in that dress? Oh my God, the angels were jealous, baby. All eyes were on you, but you only had eyes for me." I had stared at him the whole way down the aisle. My papa handed me over and when I had stood before Daniel, my legs threatened to fail me. My love for him in that moment had risen above everything I thought I could reach. And I could see the same reflected back at me. "And you, my Daniel, you looked so handsome. The perfect man. My man. My husband." Daniel was losing himself in his lust for me. He was shaking, and so was I. "Tonight, we will make love, Daniel. I've wanted this for years. I give my everything to you. Do you understand?" He shook his head. "We are married now. My body--all of it--is yours to pleasure yourself with. And I will pleasure myself with you. Over and over, again and again." "My God, Emma. You are so beautiful. Look at you! A gorgeous Italian beauty! I love you so much. I am the luckiest man in the world that you could love me as I love you." "And you are my ebony stud. You are so beautiful to me, Daniel. I have lusted after you since the first day we met. Do you remember?" "How could I forget? Freshman year. Sitting in class, and in walks the woman of my dreams! A vision. So elegant and poised. I knew then I wanted to marry you." "You did?" "Oh, yes. It was love at first sight. I would have waited my entire life to be with you." "Wait no longer, my love. I am yours. Take me. Take all of me. Whatever you desire. Anything." "Anything? What do you mean?" "All my body is yours now, Daniel. And all your body is mine. I mean to take it. I want you to take me, in any way you imagine. But first, I want you to make love to me. To enter me. To cum inside me and seal our marriage in our pleasure and love. I want to lie back and feel you enter me." "Okay," replied Daniel, simply. His eyes looked wild. I moved to him, crossing the distance in two steps, and pressed myself to him. My mouth found his with hunger and I groaned at the feel of his hard cock pressing between us, reaching up past my belly button. We kissed, our tongues dancing, our hands caressing and exploring. His fingers found my wet slit and slid down along my clit and into my depths. I groaned into his mouth and reached down and took his hard, hot penis into my gentle hand. I stroked him, savouring the glorious hardness and maleness of him. We shuffled to the bed and flopped down hard on our sides. We squirmed our way further up the bed until we found the pillows. Rose petals clung to us. All that existed was his body and mine and the pleasures we would pull from one another. I found myself on my back, my legs spread in a delicious wanton way I was now free to enjoy. Daniel crawled up between my legs until he lay on me, his cock pressed against my wet labia, spreading them apart and rubbing deliciously on my clit. We necked hard. My tongue driving into his mouth with desire. His tongue rammed into my mouth, and we sucked on each other's tongues, swallowing our spit, and sinking into each other's souls. My mind was purely on my vagina. An ache I hadn't felt before burned down there. My pussy felt more alive than ever before. I was intimately aware of every little feeling. Wetness poured from me. I could feel the rivulets escaping me. My pussy felt like it was opening on its own. Spreading for my husband. My man. My lover. My best friend in the whole wide world. The righteousness of it overwhelmed my emotions. I sobbed happy tears. I held Daniel's beautiful face in my hands and pressed my lips against his plump, full, sexual lips. Lips I wanted all over my body, tracing his tongue into places I had only dreamed of. And thanks to my mother's words--and a little bit of research--I knew what I wanted to do and taste. Daniel shifted his hips. I felt his enormous cock head press against my opening. "Wait!" I said, pushing on his shoulders. "I want to watch you enter me for the first time! Please!" To be continued, By Estcher for Literotica
The Virgin Couple's Wedding Night: Part 1 A chaste couple's epiphany of pleasures. From the Awakening, By Estcher Listen to thePodcast at Steamy Stories.My name was Emma Mary Fiore Amato. Now I proudly carry my husband's name: Emma May Fiore Williams. My brand new, gorgeous, and sexy husband is Daniel Christopher Williams. He's African American and I am Italian American. We met in the University of California San Diego (UCSD) as freshmen. We dated despite my reservations of dating a black man. I was not a fan of unwanted attention and being seen with him at school and downtown caused eyes to stare. The United States is rampant with racism. It's everywhere and palatable and real in every sense. It vibrates across social norms and in the media and sometimes openly on the street. But I was attracted to Daniel right away. We shared a class together and the first time I walked into the classroom, and I saw him, my heart had skipped a beat. He had felt the same way. It wasn't until a month later that he summoned the nerve to ask me out. We went to a dinner down at Liberty Station and then walked the boardwalk past where the San Salvador replica galleon was being made and along the inner harbour. It was a lovely first date. Afterward, he kissed me outside my dormitory, and I kissed him back and told him I would like to go out again. He was so pleased. Daniel is gorgeous. He's my height but very slim. He keeps his hair short and has a short-cropped beard. He wears black rimmed glasses. He does a little gym and a little cardio. Not a lot, but just enough to keep him fit. He's strong. His ass is golden. I was first attracted to his eyes. His glasses have a way of making them larger than life and they pulled me in. His dark skin enhancing the white of his eyes and his lovely teeth past his full lips. That first kiss outside my dorm had melted me. On our second date I admitted I was a devout Catholic, being a proper Italian American girl. Sex was not allowed outside the marital chamber. I could tell he was devastated. We could both feel the attraction to one another. A look from him would get me all tingly. I was a regular at the confessional at my church, admitting my sin and lust. I would accept my penance and say my prayers kneeling at a pew, gazing with adoration to the figure of Christ above the altar, counting my prayers on my rosary. Throughout our years at UCSD we were never apart. Our love life was constrained to kissing throughout our freshman year, to a little petting during our sophomore and junior years, and as seniors we had performed oral sex on each other a couple of times. My penance for that consisted of working at various soup kitchens in the Gaslamp District of San Diego. Daniel joined me and I think I truly fell in love with him when he did. He shared my penance and I rejoiced. My parents were shocked when I had introduced Danial to them. They aren't racist, but they had hoped I would meet someone "more like me", my mother had said. But it was too late for me. I adored Daniel and together we were wonderful. In time, they accepted our relationship. It helped that Daniel was so well spoken and so intelligent. They could see the good in him and although he was Baptist by his christening, he believed in God and that was enough for my parents to accept him. It was so hard not to cave into our sexual desires. We wanted each other so terribly badly. But I was a good Catholic girl and took my faith very seriously. Daniel understood and somehow, he stayed with me throughout college. Our friends always tried to pressure us. My girlfriends thought I was archaic; disillusioned about values they said no longer applied in the modern world. His friends were no better, urging him to leave me for "someone better". By the end of college, we had few friends, but by that point in our relationship, I only needed Daniel and he only needed me. We decided to wait until our careers started before we took things any further with our relationship. He started work at an architectural firm in San Diego, and I accepted an accounting position out in Coronado. One year later he proposed to me. My heart soared on that day, and I will never forget it. It had been magical and perfect, and I accepted right away, and he spun me around. My parents had known. Daniel has asked them for my hand in marriage and they had happily agreed. We set a date for end summer, and I dove into planning and preparations. My only remaining girlfriend, a friend from church, became my bridesmaid and helped with everything. The wedding was beautiful. Standing before my future husband in front of God and my family and friends and making my vows was the most beautiful thing I had ever done. He looked so gorgeous in his tuxedo. I never loved him more. We said our vows, exchanged rings, and then he kissed me in front of everybody. Claiming me as his bride and wife. I felt liberated. He was now my husband. Everything we had always wanted to do for the past five years were now open to us. We could consummate our marriage and love. Over and over again. I walked back down the aisle, a woman and a wife, and my pussy couldn't have been wetter. Lust ran over me in waves and I gripped Daniel's hand so tightly. The rest of the day and evening went by in a blur. I had to watch the video later to see just how much of a good time we had. But mostly I watched how Daniel and I looked at each other. Everyone said we looked with such love at each other. In truth, we were looking at each other with unbridled lust. Then, thankfully, we exited the reception to cheering family and friends and entered the limo my father had provided, and we were whisked away to our hotel. In the morning, we were heading to Hawai'i for our honeymoon. But tonight. Tonight, I would become my man's woman. He would take me and complete me. I don't recall checking in, or the elevator ride to our suite, or Daniel carrying me in his arms across the threshold to our suite. What I remember is tearing off our clothes and collapsing on the large California King bed. Later, I would peel rose petals off my flesh and Daniel's. I was a good Catholic girl. I had followed my faith, confessed my sins, and did my penance. But now? Now I was married and in the eyes of God, I would and could pleasure my husband. I knew the scripture. My chains were removed. "Wives, be subject to your husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Saviour. As the church is subject to Christ, so let wives also be subject in everything to their husbands." (Eph. 5:22--24). My mother had given me advice the day before the wedding. She said it was a long tradition and I would do the same for my daughter one day. She had held my hands and spoke to me as one wife to her daughter bride. She passed on to me the secrets of a happy marriage that the priest had never mentioned during our marriage preparation classes at the church. She spoke openly of things I would need to learn to do. And often, she had said. And willingly. Her attention to detail was unnerving to me but I listened to everything. Some things she said were frightening, sounding foul, but my mother laughed and told me to wait and see. "Your father loves me just as much as the day we married, Emma," she said, holding my hands and looking into my eyes. "Every day I let him know I need him and want him. To be intimate with him and he does the same for me. Marriages fail when that stops. There will be times you don't feel the need or desire. You must fight that. Embrace him. Kiss him. Fondle him. Whisper in his ear that he is your everything and his will is yours to fulfil. Do you understand?" I nodded, biting my lip. I think I understood. My mother laughed at my expression. "Wake him with your mouth in the morning. Not every day. But some days or it will become routine. Pleasure him. Take his seed inside you. Swallow his love. It can be daunting. You'll get used to it. He is your man, and his seed will be yours. Claim it. Only you can receive it through your marriage. Don't make him regret choosing you over all others. "And seek your own pleasure. You should never regret choosing him. He should willingly pleasure you with his mouth. Accept it and bask in it. It is your husband claiming what is his by marriage. Your womanhood will pleasure him. So trim down there, okay? Did your bridesmaid take you to the salon?" I nodded, feeling heat rush to my face. I had been waxed. It had hurt so badly, but I had found pleasure in it in a small way which frightened me. I nodded at my mother. "Good. And all the way between your legs?" I nodded again, feeling more heat. "Do you know what sodomy is?" I nodded feeling horror. "My priest told me before I was married that sodomy is a sin between men," said my mother, looking hard at me. "Yes, mamma." "And he added it does not concern marital relations between man and wife." "Mamma!" I said in shock. I thought of her and dad. "Did you and poppa...?" "Oh, yes, Emma. Otherwise, you would have a lot more siblings rather than just you." "What?" "You'll need to watch your cycle. Avoid pregnancies. Anal sex is the best way to do that when you are ovulating." I stared at my mother. Questions raced through my thoughts faster than I could fully formulate and finish them. "I enjoy it, Emma. Pleasuring your father gives me pleasure. Be patient. Try it for yourself. Push past the initial pain and I think you will be surprised. Do this for your husband. For you." I couldn't speak. "Throughout your marriage your husband should want to take you all the time, correct?" "Y-yes." "Invite him to take you. Place yourself at his mercy. Let him claim that which is his by marriage." "Mamma!" "And take him when you want, Emma. You are equals in this, despite what the scriptures say. This is a partnership. If you lust after him, take him. If he lusts after you, give yourself to him. Do this, this simple thing, and your marriage will be full of such love and last for eternity. You will join yourselves in heaven and find such blessings. I'm so happy for you, Emma. Daniel is a beautiful man. Your children will be beautiful." "Thank you, mamma." "One more thing. Are you still intact?" I knew what she meant. My hymen had been lost as a teenager doing simple girlish things. Mine opened riding my bike. I shook my head at my mother. "No, mamma." "And I know you are a virgin. I am so proud of you, Emma. I saw how hard it was for you throughout college. Tomorrow night, you give him your everything. What you do with your husband in your bed, will please God. Everything your heart desires. Put your soul into it, Emma. Seize your pleasure and his, okay?" "Mamma? Did nonna give you this same advice?" "No. I had to learn the hard way. I promised myself I would not let my own daughter go into her marriage bed unprepared. We have more to discuss. Are you okay with all this?" "Yes, momma. I'm uncomfortable, but thankful." "Okay, we still have a lot to cover. Like how to truly pleasure your husband with your mouth. Places on his body you need to explore..." "Explore? Like what?" Mother chuckled. "I'm warming up to this now. Your father has always had the best sex with me. It's okay Emma! You came from our love! Now, the penis is a strange thing at first. Daniel is likely very large. But a man's pleasure also comes from his nipples, and his scrotum and testicles. Play with them. Lightly! So very lightly! And below them. Pay attention there. And below that, too. Do you understand where I am talking about?" She meant his asshole. I was horrified. "Make sure he is clean. You, too. Take the time to keep yourself fresh down there. Inside a man is a place. You'll need to find it. Put a finger inside, find it, rub it." "Momma!" "Hush, you have much the same place inside you. Teach him to find it. Your bodies will be one, once married. There is no shame. It is the beauty of sex between a married couple. Seek your pleasure and give your pleasure. There is so much on the Internet. Watch with him. Learn together." "Yes, momma. Do you do all these things with poppa?" "Oh, God, yes. We're older now and we have slowed down. But yes. We still do. I adore your father and his body. Have you ever seen us fight? Not speak to one another?" "No, momma." And it was true. The love between my parents was there for all to see. They constantly hugged and kissed. I've seen them mildly grope each other. I've heard them through the bedroom walls. I only could pray my marriage would be as close to the beauty of theirs. With my mother's advice I think I now knew how. If I could be brave enough. "And now the more mundane things. You and Daniel will be equal in all things. You are not some toy or trophy the bible would have you believe. The bible was written by some seriously misogynistic men..." My memory of that first night with Daniel is seared into my soul. I subjected myself to my husband. My heart soared. My soul sang. I praised God. I stood fully naked before my husband, and he stood naked before me. I am a beautiful woman. Many men have lusted after me. But I was only for my husband, and I stood proudly before him, exposed so willingly for the first time to his gaze. I watched his eyes devour me. He stared into my brown eyes first and I'm sure he saw the same lust as I saw in his. His gaze slowly drifted down and lingered on my breasts. My nipples were tight and painful, lifting to the sky. I saw him lick his lips and delight filled me. So far, he did not look disappointed. His eyes roamed over my flat stomach and then lower. He stared long and hard at my perfectly waxed pussy. I had left a small, heart-shaped, tuft of my fur on my mound. My wetness trickled down my thigh and it tickled. I saw him lick his lips with his hunger and it thrilled me. I felt exposed. Wanton. But I was married, and this was my husband. A smile crossed my lips. I was awakening to my lust and hunger, and it thrilled me. I stared equally back at my husband. We had done some things together. Fully clothed. I had let him taste me a few times. My penance for that had been the soup kitchens. And I had put him in my mouth a few times. I had never swallowed, though. I had spat it out, shame filling me, knowing I disappointed him. But I could not take his sperm inside me until we were married. But now I stared at his slim figure. His brown skin glistened in the dim light of the room. His chest was lightly sprinkled with dark hair, and I couldn't wait to feel my exposed breasts and nipples rubbing against it. He lacked a defined six pack, but his stomach was toned and flat. My eyes traced that delicious area below his stomach that lowered to his penis. The smooth skin demanded my mouth. And I stared at his penis. I had stroked it before. Sucked it before. Did penance for it before. But now I could see it in all its glory. Black men are endowed and so was my husband. It was long and thick and stood hard and standing straight out from his body. The tip glistened with moisture. Veins ran along its length. Below it hung his heavy testicles. His manhood was displayed for me, and I knew tonight he would put it inside me and fill me. It was darker than the rest of him. The head was large and round and was even darker. My ebony husband was panting for me. He wanted the pleasure only I could bring to him. And I wanted his in return. After my talk with my mother, I did a little research. Watched pornography that showed how to pleasure a man fully. Another trickle of my wetness ran down my thigh and I shivered at the tickle. My husband watched it and his eyes widened. "My husband," I purred. "I am so wet for you. You are so hard for me." "Emma, you are gorgeous. Seeing you walking down the aisle in that dress? Oh my God, the angels were jealous, baby. All eyes were on you, but you only had eyes for me." I had stared at him the whole way down the aisle. My papa handed me over and when I had stood before Daniel, my legs threatened to fail me. My love for him in that moment had risen above everything I thought I could reach. And I could see the same reflected back at me. "And you, my Daniel, you looked so handsome. The perfect man. My man. My husband." Daniel was losing himself in his lust for me. He was shaking, and so was I. "Tonight, we will make love, Daniel. I've wanted this for years. I give my everything to you. Do you understand?" He shook his head. "We are married now. My body--all of it--is yours to pleasure yourself with. And I will pleasure myself with you. Over and over, again and again." "My God, Emma. You are so beautiful. Look at you! A gorgeous Italian beauty! I love you so much. I am the luckiest man in the world that you could love me as I love you." "And you are my ebony stud. You are so beautiful to me, Daniel. I have lusted after you since the first day we met. Do you remember?" "How could I forget? Freshman year. Sitting in class, and in walks the woman of my dreams! A vision. So elegant and poised. I knew then I wanted to marry you." "You did?" "Oh, yes. It was love at first sight. I would have waited my entire life to be with you." "Wait no longer, my love. I am yours. Take me. Take all of me. Whatever you desire. Anything." "Anything? What do you mean?" "All my body is yours now, Daniel. And all your body is mine. I mean to take it. I want you to take me, in any way you imagine. But first, I want you to make love to me. To enter me. To cum inside me and seal our marriage in our pleasure and love. I want to lie back and feel you enter me." "Okay," replied Daniel, simply. His eyes looked wild. I moved to him, crossing the distance in two steps, and pressed myself to him. My mouth found his with hunger and I groaned at the feel of his hard cock pressing between us, reaching up past my belly button. We kissed, our tongues dancing, our hands caressing and exploring. His fingers found my wet slit and slid down along my clit and into my depths. I groaned into his mouth and reached down and took his hard, hot penis into my gentle hand. I stroked him, savouring the glorious hardness and maleness of him. We shuffled to the bed and flopped down hard on our sides. We squirmed our way further up the bed until we found the pillows. Rose petals clung to us. All that existed was his body and mine and the pleasures we would pull from one another. I found myself on my back, my legs spread in a delicious wanton way I was now free to enjoy. Daniel crawled up between my legs until he lay on me, his cock pressed against my wet labia, spreading them apart and rubbing deliciously on my clit. We necked hard. My tongue driving into his mouth with desire. His tongue rammed into my mouth, and we sucked on each other's tongues, swallowing our spit, and sinking into each other's souls. My mind was purely on my vagina. An ache I hadn't felt before burned down there. My pussy felt more alive than ever before. I was intimately aware of every little feeling. Wetness poured from me. I could feel the rivulets escaping me. My pussy felt like it was opening on its own. Spreading for my husband. My man. My lover. My best friend in the whole wide world. The righteousness of it overwhelmed my emotions. I sobbed happy tears. I held Daniel's beautiful face in my hands and pressed my lips against his plump, full, sexual lips. Lips I wanted all over my body, tracing his tongue into places I had only dreamed of. And thanks to my mother's words--and a little bit of research--I knew what I wanted to do and taste. Daniel shifted his hips. I felt his enormous cock head press against my opening. "Wait!" I said, pushing on his shoulders. "I want to watch you enter me for the first time! Please!" To be continued, By Estcher for Literotica
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Quinn's Dating CalendarBy Quinn_McMullen, in 8 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. Chapter 16I showed up at Zoë's house about 6. I called in through the screen door, "Hello!"I heard Zoë's voice, "Come on in!"I found Zoë in the kitchen cleaning some dishes. I came up behind her and gave her a hug. I kissed her neck and she squealed."Oh, you gave me shivers!"I cupped her breasts, giving her nipples a little pitch and took her earlobe into my mouth. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are Dr. Maisano? She turned around, put her hands behind my neck, and kissed me. "Thank you. I didn't tell you. Asha is in. Probably tomorrow.""How do you feel about that?""A little nervous. A little excited."I smiled and kissed her again, "Where's Chris?"I heard her descending the stairs. "I'm coming!"I turned around and Chris came through the doorway. She wore a sundress with a red and white floral pattern with red flats. She had curled and colored her hair so that all trace of grey was gone."Christina, you look lovely."She came over, hugged me and gave me a kiss, "Thank you my handsome friend.""Princess Zoë, I promise to have Princess Christina home sometime Sunday."Zoë asked Chris, "What time do you pick up Johnny tomorrow?""4:30 so he can be in bed by 7.""Well, you two have fun."I gave Zoë another kiss. Chris and I drove the short distance to the new Asian restaurant. She was going to practice her Japanese until she found out that the owners were Korean. We had a very nice dinner sharing stories from our respective times in Japan. The entire time was spent gazing into each other's eyes.We were in a corner booth and the place was noisy enough that we couldn't be overheard. Chris still whispered. She reached over and touched my hand. "I am wondering if you would help me with some research.""What kind of research?""Creative writing research.""Okay.""Ever since that wonderful Friday evening, I have been thinking about making love with you again. In the evening after Johnny goes to bed I go online. The whole idea of porn and the objectification of women repulses me. But I have found a guilty pleasure, erotica.""Cool. So how does that involve research?""Well, I'm thinking I am going to write my own stories. I will change the names, places, and stuff like that. But I need some first-hand research.""I would be happy to help you as much as I can. So how erotic is this erotica?""Some of it is really good. Some of it sucks which is why I want to write. I know I can do better. I really get off on the good stuff. There is a real lack of stories written from a woman's perspective.""So in the interest of research, what happens when you get a really good story?"Chris smiled impishly and lowered her voice further. "I told you that I have a dildo, right?""Yes.""Well, I also got myself a nice vibrator.""Perhaps the writer in you should paint the scene for me.""Oh, good idea. So, the first thing I do is lock the door. The last thing I need is Johnny walking in on me at the height of an orgasm. I strip down to nothing and settle in on my bed with some pillows behind my head. I get my laptop out and I begin searching for some highly rated erotica. I am usually playing with my nipples or fingering my clit while I'm doing this.""So what are you looking for?""Usually something from a woman's point of view, or something that is sympathetic to how women experience sex.""I take it a lot of the stories are guys pounding cunt?""Now, don't get me wrong. Some days a girl really needs to have rough sex.""But that wouldn't relate to present company or today's date."Chris had a shit-eating grin on her face. "Oh, no. I'm a fragile as a gal can get. I would hate to have you slam into me. To pound me into orgasm after orgasm. To use me like a wanton whore filling me with your huge member. Be filled with so much cum that it runs like a river down my legs. To have you fuck me until I can barely stand. To be fucked so hard that I ache for days."I laughed, "It sounds like you have some of the language down. Do they actually use terms like 'huge member'?""Sometimes, but not a lot. I used it because it is such a cliché. I will need to avoid clichés in my actual writing.""So you would hate if I were to treat you like that."Chris got a serious look on her face, "Quinn, please don't take this the wrong way. I absolutely adore that you are such an attentive, caring lover. But sometimes a woman needs rough sex. Sometimes I need rough sex.""Duly noted. Zoë enjoys it too. You were talking about what you like to read.""One turn off is that size plays a big part in a lot of the stories, huge cocks, triple D boobs. I mean how many people are at the extreme size end. I want something that I can relate to. Normal sized breasts. Normal sized penises. When I find something good, I like to tweak my nipples to get me started. When I get my juices flowing, I get my dildo and start fucking myself as I read the story. As I start getting close, I put the vibrator on my clit. That will usually send me over the edge. I feel myself contracting on the dildo. The warmth and pleasure flows up through my body.""It doesn't sound like you need me to help you.""Solitary sex is actually very boring. There is nothing like feeling warm skin-to-skin contact. Of feeling your mouth on my mouth, on my body. Feeling your tongue probe into my vagina. Feeling you tease me, bring me to the edge and pull me back. Of feeling your penis slip into my warmth and wetness. Feeling you sustain my orgasm beyond what I am capable of doing.""Chris, if I can share something, you have me leaking pre-cum all over my leg.""I'm so wet right now.""So is this the research you need to do?""Actually I was hoping for more of a hands-on approach.""In that case, we probably need to renegotiate our agreement. This probably isn't a good place to do that."I paid the bill, then drove us to the park downtown. It was a balmy evening with a gentle, warm breeze rustling the trees.As we were getting out of the car, Chris asked, "Why the park?""You suggested it last night.""Please don't let me drink like that again."I put my arm around her shoulder and she put hers around my waist. We began strolling down the path that circles the lake. The sun had just set and twilight was settling in.Chris broke the silence, "So what did I suggest last night?""I told you. You want to be my sex slave."She slapped my ass, "I did not. Although, on second thought being your sex slave would have a very nice benefits package. Maybe we should discuss me being your sex slave.""Because you don't have any other obligations, like motherhood or teaching.""You're right. What did we discuss?""Mostly, you were demanding that I fuck you.""Remember our discussion at the restaurant?""Where you told me you were a fragile flower?""When I said I needed rough sex. But back to last night.""Mostly you were discussing a hypothetical renegotiation.""Well, let's not be hypothetical. What do you think about being friends with benefits?""So first, what happened to your idea that you and I shouldn't be lovers?""Quinn, I haven't been able to stop thinking about that first Friday evening with you. That was the best orgasm I have ever had. Every time I had sex with Mr. Asshole I faked the orgasm. He was clueless and didn't know the difference. He was really good at pounding me, but not a lot more. With you it was completely different. You actually cared about me.""I still care about you, but you need to know that bringing a woman to an orgasm for me is just as pleasurable as having one myself.""See! I don't know very men like that. In fact, I know a total of one: you. You gave me an insight into what my life could be and what my life has been missing.""So, before we negotiate, what is it you are looking for in this arrangement?"Chris thought for a while, "Trust. I need to be with someone I can trust. I think I miss the intimacy of a lover. Skin-to-skin contact. Being held after making love. Being regularly brought to the heights of ecstasy. I miss being able to share things with my lover. Being treated like a person and not a life support system for a vagina that only exists for the other person's sexual gratification. I also would like to have some freedom to explore like Zoë has been doing. That doesn't mean I haven't loved our semi-sexual time together, but I need real sexual time together. I have this hunger to have an orgasm again like you gave me."I nodded. "Anything else?""The reality of being a single mom is starting to dawn on me. I said that you and I should date other people so we wouldn't be rebound lovers, but so far this is my only date. How about you?""This is my second. Although, I wouldn't even call the first a date.""Why not?""I went down to the state university library and this very nice research assistant did a shitload of work for me. I took her out to dinner on Wednesday at a new Greek restaurant, as thanks. There can't be anything between us. I'm old enough to be her grandfather.""Well, you're old enough to be my father.""Chris, there a substantial difference between twenty and thirty-eight years.""Okay.""I had a nice dinner with Violet, that's her name, and nothing more. Oh, she kissed me twice before she ran into her house.""Hopefully, with this date there will be something more.""Back on task. Now I will have two friends with benefits. How do we make sure this doesn't get awkward?"Chris thought some more. "Well, I guess there are two ways to go. Complete openness or complete secrecy.""I almost feel like Zoë should be part of this conversation."Chris whipped out her phone, "Let's call her."I pointed to a park bench and we sat down.Chris put the phone on speaker.Zoë answered, "Hey."
Download the template: https://professionalbabe.myflodesk.com/podcast-plannerI think if there is something that we need, it is people with incredible voices that have. An amazing message that have so much value. And if I can help you get that out into the world, especially if you feel like that, the technical side or the production side feels like it's a little bit of a block, I'm here to help you with that.Because I know for me. I actually think something that really kept me stuck for such a long time was the technical aspect of starting a podcast.Enjoy and thank you for listening.Peta XxRESOURCES:Download the template: https://professionalbabe.myflodesk.com/podcast-plannerSpill your secrets (or ep requests, feedback, or praise to me) by sending me a text
We talk about the age you start to get cranky, Dave's Dirt, and more.
In this episode, Patrick talks about long runs, and Andy talks about actual work.
JOHN ROBINSON blessed the lounge space with his time to share the rap journey he's been on since SCIENZ OF LIFE first dropped Powers of Nine Ether on BOBBITO's celebrated Fondle 'Em label right up to the present, the SCIENZ OF LIFE collection, BX to New Jeru, which dropped recently via the 90s Tapes label. This was a dope episode - high key recommend. BX to New Jeru is streaming on all platforms and physicals are available via Bandcamp.
Drew and Ross Mathews are joined at the news desk by “Ghosts” star Danielle Pinnock to cover today's hottest headlines. Then, it's an all-new “Take Care Up There” and Drew is learning health tips from experts Dr. Suzanne Gilberg-Lenz and Dr. Kameelah Phillips.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.
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Chris and Rashaad react to the memorable episode 5 of Ahsoka! It has all been leading to this. nospoilers this time.
Joe has a phonecall about investing money with a scammer. Listeners descrivbe their experiences using parent and child parking spaces. Joe speaks to Barry Rhynhart, son of Jeanne Rhynhart who sculpted the Molly Malone statue.
Founder Gina Lamanna is not only a fashion stylist and entrepreneur, but also a mother of two girls who triumphed over breast cancer. Her personal journey began at age 41 when, after encountering two false-negative mammograms and a misdiagnosis, she detected her own breast cancer through self-examination. This experience served as the inspiration behind her initiative, The Fondle Project. Gina Lamanna's battle with breast cancer propelled her to channel her love for fashion into a meaningful cause for fellow women. She firmly believes that fashion can play a pivotal role in the recovery of breast cancer survivors. By embracing and celebrating their bodies, these survivors can rediscover their self-assurance, femininity, and sensuality. Lamanna is committed to raising awareness about early detection methods such as regular self-examinations and advocating for oneself. Her goal is to empower younger women to establish a profound connection with their bodies and overall well-being. Within her community, she has brought together resilient women who lead vibrant lives, refusing to let cancer define them. Lamanna acknowledges that cancer's impact knows no bounds and forever alters its survivors. However, she views it as a single chapter in a broader life story that remains under their control. Resources: The Fondle Project Website and Instagram Sonocine in Santa Monica, CA -- Automated Whole-Breast Ultrasound Share Your Story Make Boobs Real Again eBook
We realize how much time we spend on our phones & not with each other. We are challenging & setting up our phones to let us know when we have reached our 30 mins on social media & other distractions. Time to Fondle each other NOT our phones! Thoughts from the Tractor.
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It's Masturbation Monday and we've got a very special bonus episode for you. Florence wrote a whole extra story for her book promo, inspired by Queen Charlotte: A Bridgeton Story. The story is read by Cody Wilder, so tuck yourself in and get ready for a good ride! BUY FLORENCE'S DEBUT BOOK: geni.us/thisbookwillThank you to our editor @sinahkellerMusic: Desire by Fauc & Taz HJOIN THE CURIOUS FCKERS CLUB ON FACEBOOK! (800 MEMBERS AND BUILDING!) https://www.facebook.com/groups/600094518220881/Support and donate https://www.patreon.com/comecuriousFollow our socials @comecurious @florencebark @reedamberxGet in touch for any business enquiries - love@comecurious.co.ukAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacyThis show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/5888205/advertisement
On this episode of Unrelenting, we talk about stuff. Gene is heading south of the border. Saying you like women will get you fired. And, a whole lot more! Thank you for checking it out. Please, review the show, and tell a friend! EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS:CSB – https://www.csb.lolTHANK YOU! CHECK OUT THESE OTHER SHOWS: SIR GENE … Continue reading "044: Flip-Flop Fondle"
A WWF TV show targeted at adults that aired late on Saturday Night sounded like a great idea, however, Shotgun Saturday Night was not it! Coming off of episode #1, the WWF was hyping up an unveiling of "Sunny's Sexy Home Video." The entire night is teased with rumors of who could be in the explicit tape with Sunny. When we get to finally see the film, it is revealed that it is Tickle Me Elmo's older brother Fondle Me Elmo! In what could only be described as bizarre, Sunny does indeed fondle Elmo. We also get another moment that misses the mark. Todd Pettengill sings a duet with The Honky Tonk Man. There are two problems with this, The Honky Tonk Man's mic doesn't work and he can't sing either. It might go down as one of the worst things in this era of pro wrestling. The Sisters of Love were arrested in New York for solicitation. Scott Hall and Kevin Nash are in WCW, but that doesn't stop the WWF from using the names Razor Ramon and Diesel. Speaking of The Bad Guy, the boys talk about the greatest wrestling theme songs of the late, great Scott Hall. Deadlock Discord: https://discord.gg/E4BvR4W Deadlock Shop: https://shop.deadlockpw.com Deadlock Patreon: https://patreon.com/deadlockpw Deadlock Twitter: https://twitter.com/deadlockpw Deadlock Instagram: https://instagram.com/deadlockwrestling Deadlock Reddit: https://reddit.com/r/deadlockpw Deadlock Pro Wrestling: http://deadlockpro.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Outlaw radio producer, Lori has been compared to Farrah Fawcett. Jane Fondle yaks about the climate!!
That terrible Renesmee spinoff, what a tshirt, when we were VFFs with Phil Vischer for a hot second, church VHS collections, sobbing, saying "Jesus fucking Christ" isn't taking the Lord's name in vain, rating ✨spicy✨ books like rate my professor, that time I accidentally downloaded porn on my mom's kindle, the rabbit hole of piercings gone WRONG. TW for sexual assault: 24:00-32:35 CW for piercing mishaps: 58:20-1:02:47
What up guys! This week we found some interesting finds on Alexa including how to say a new word in another language! This is followed by a very short Hey Ladies letter and the end of our Shame of Life game...on to the next! Don't mind our mess! Disclaimer: The podcast may contain health- or medical-related materials or discussions. All discussions, opinions, and recommendations contained in this podcast are strictly those of the hosts, The content contained herein is not intended to be a substitute for professional medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. Always seek the advice of your physician or other qualified health provider with any questions you may have regarding a medical condition. Never disregard professional medical advice or delay in seeking it because of something you have heard on our podcast. If you think you may have a medical emergency, call your doctor, go to the emergency department, or call 911 immediately. We do not recommend or endorse any specific tests, physicians, products, procedures, opinions. Reliance on any information provided by this podcast, contracted writers, or contracted guest who may appear on the podcast presenting is solely at your own risk. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/over40/message
New episode Random Ass News, brings you more wild, random news stories for your entertainment! Robbery fail from horrible writing, a couple attack one another with... smores?! A Michigan man has his way with elmo! Florida man busts a Mike Tyson on his own friend, and tattoos being done at McDonalds?!... All these random ass news stories plus our own thoughts on it as well as our own stories (that may or may not intertwine with some of these stories)
Monica and Mike get some quality time this episode! They talk about families saying terrible racist things.
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Another week, another grub in the sky. This episode, we're gonna punch on like it's 1999. A Swiss man flying back from America decides that returning home is for losers. Groping, fighting, important luggage on the wrong plane and a little stop over. Nothing an old excuse can't fix. It's another banger coming off the production line at MID FLIGHT BRAWL HQ. MELBOURNE! Our live show on Feb 20 has already sold out. Thanks to all you legends who got tickets. More Melbourne dates announced soon. Get on Patreon.com/MidFlightBrawl for extra eps and early access to live shows.
The first episode of The Temper Tangent podcast. We don't know what we are doing.
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Nu Week, Nu Energies, Nu Guest, #NuEpisode... For The First Time Ever, Soundclub Is Proud To Have @Nu_Edison Join The Fam As We Take A Deep Dive Into His Artistry, His Influences, What's Shaped Him Into The Artist That Blessed The World With His Latest Project "Light Bloomer", As Well Play Some Exclusives From Under Pressure Sundays, Mecca, And Many More. Keep It Locked With The Home Of South Africa's Soundcloud Community! Tracklist Part1: 1. Apathy Rap - Hillary Wolfe 2. Royal Streams - Lakei 3. Keef - Leaf Beach 4. Fall feat. Sly5thAve - Jesse Fischer 5. Wub Wub - Upper Class 6. LoveKills!!! - 9th Wonder 7. Midnight Theme-Blind Men - Skinniez 8. When Green Leaves Fall - Tsukudu 9. We Gon Make It - PatFaded 10. Get Yours - Audio Push 11. Perfect For Her - Nathaniel x Beatsmith 12. Purple Rain - Shane Eagle 13. Fondle and Fiddle - Nu Edison Intermission: Let It Go - Nu Edison Part2: 1. Bloom - Nu Edison 2. Hunnid Bluntz - Cos.Eye 3. What's Gucci feat, Lakei - VituXArcarde 4. apartment. w/Mont Meri - Sptmbr Yngsta 5. S P A C E Jam - Mecca 6. Trip To The Cloud [flip] - three0three x Yolophonik 7. (Under Pressure Sundays SZN 7 Exclusive) Older - EMAMKAY.
We're loving recording again, and so grateful to everyone tuning in! This week Davey is off to school, which brings up some repressed memories for Marsha... enjoy!
He won last week, so he’s back again! Join Rob Worman as he tries to figure out the connections and beat the clock. Here are today’s clues: Princess, Possess, Bradshaw, Drew Rock, Fondle, Beach Boys, Detective Hunt, Oregon, Sabrina, Days of Our Lives REM, Bear, Wheaton, Newspaper
Welcome to our first episode of Between the Worlds (with the Amanda Yates Garcia -- former co-host and Carolyn Pennypacker Riggs -- producer -- of the Strange Magic podcast). In this episode we talk about 2020 as The Emperor year. We tell you what to expect, how to make the most of it, and what the Emperor is calling you to do. We also get into some deep thoughts with our special guest: famed astrologer and spirit medium Jessica Lanyadoo.Tune in if:You're worried about the state of the world and want to know what to doYou want to calculate your tarot numerology for the yearYour ready to "step into your power" and to understand what that even meansYou're ready to re-evaluate your relationship to authority****EMPEROR WORKSHOP INFORMATIONSign Up for Our "The Emperor in 2020 Workshop: Making Daddy Work For You" here -- or become a coven-level subscriber and get it as part of your membership (which will soon include an online forum to connect with other coveners). In the workshop:You’ll learn to calculate your card of the year and your soul card numerology. And you’ll find out how the Emperor year will affect your soul card and your card of the year in particular.We’ve got exercises on how to locate your places of powerExercises to develop your intuitionA step-by-step how to on making your own Emperor altarRituals you can do to harness the power of the emperor year to build stamina, confidence and focus in 2020Invocations, songs, and gestures you can use to call in the Emperor (these are a BTW addition to our workshops and we think you’re going to find they’re REALLY special)A live call with Amanda to answer all your questions and help you get the most out of this year that is really calling us to claim our vision and share it with the worldAnd more!TO SIGN UP FOR THE WORKSHOP OR FIND OUT MORE, CLICK HERE****To Find out more about Jessica Lanyadoo check out:Her Website: LoveLanyadoo.comHer Book: Astrology for Real RelationshipsHer Instagram: @jessica_lanyadoo/****Amanda's References Include:"The Tarot: History, Symbolism, and Divination," by Robert Place.**********************************Get in touch with sponsorship inquiries for Between the Worlds at betweentheworldspodcast@gmail.com . Or, contact Amanda, or Carolyn below to book a session or just to find out more: Amanda Yates Garcia (art witch, healer, writer):www.oracleoflosangeles.comTo sign up for Amanda's newsletter, CLICK HERE.To order Amanda's book, "Initiated: Memoir of a Witch" CLICK HERE.Amanda's InstagramAmanda's Facebook**Carolyn Pennypacker Riggs (musician, artist, producer):www.carolynpennypackerriggs.comCarolyn's Instagram**CONTRIBUTORS:Amanda Yates Garcia (host) & Carolyn Pennypacker Riggs (producer). With editing help from Jiha Lee.
Want to get a little more intimate during one of the most stressful and busy times of the year? Here are our 12 sexy days of Christmas tips, tricks, and fun things to do to bring you closer together before Christmas. #1. Christmas lingerie – you can either just get a dollar store Santa hat and nothing else or go all out and find some sexy Christmas lingerie for him or her. #2. Schedule an overnighter. This can mean having the kids stay the night with someone else or the grandparents, or book a night away. Vacation sex is best, remember! #3. Big red bow – Wrap up a part of your body in a bow and “present” your self to your spouse. You can even throw in some fun cellophane wrapped around your naked body covered with bows and have fun letting your spouse “unwrap you”. #4. Fondle each other in public – Either squeeze each other’s butts while you’re out Christmas shopping, do a little fondling when no one is looking but remember, don’t get arrested. #5. Hold hands – Whether you’re out shopping, going on a date, or just cuddling on the couch, hold your partner’s hand for at least 5 to 10 minutes. #6. Go to bed naked – At least once between now and Christmas both of you should go to bed naked. Even if you have to put clothes on later in the night, start out naked and see where it goes. #7. Use ice – Ice is a fun and free sex toy. Women can hold ice, frozen grapes, or Altoids in their mouth while performing oral sex on their husband and he can have fun using the ice to stimulate her nipples, erogenous zones, or put the ice in places that will melt immediately wink wink! #8. Cuddle – Whether it’s out on a date or just in front of the fireplace watching Christmas movies, come up under a blanket and hey, fondle your spouse while you’re at it. #9. Date – Schedule a date somewhere during this busy time of year. It can be a simple coffee break, a drive with some fast food, dinner, lunch, or get creative. If you can visit your spouse at work, bring them a snack, coffee, or lunch. #10. Kiss for 20 seconds – As Tim said, you get to pick the body part, me on the other hand, I like kissing on the lips for a good, long time. #11. Write a love letter – This can be as simple as a poem that you text to your spouse, and email to their work, or a beautiful little love letter or note slipped into their lunch box or somewhere around the house that the spouse is likely to find it during the day. #12. Planned for 2020 – Take some time, either on your date or by yourselves and make up a plan for what you want your marriage to look like next year. Do you want to change over the next year? Grow? Are there goals that you want such as having sex more often or scheduling sex? Do you want to try to get out of financial debt and how will you both do that? What are some plans that are simple, easy, and something that you can stick to that will put you and your marriage in a better position this time next year? Don’t let the busyness of the season take away from loving on your spouse and finding those intimate times. Whether you’re laughing over where you’ve placed that bow or really coming together over your marriage goals for 2020, we want you to have a fun, festive, and wonderful marriage and holiday season. Merry Christmas!
Hello and welcome to your one stop shop for daily enteryayment and everything dope! If you're reading this, that means that you're about to embark on this weeks “Risky Frisky Friday” episode. Let's see if this one can compete with last weeks iconic “Fleshlight Friday” ep(which is also on The Matty Mo' Show YouTube channel). There's only one way to find out though, so smash the play button and wait no more! Enjoy and one love
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We know you’ve been waiting… five months for this episode, which makes us even more embarrassed about the audio quality but the episode’s worth it. All three hours of the episode is worth it. That’s right, it’s a three hour extra-sized episode… we cover the Best of 2018, a very deep dive into Love and […]
Holla171 leads youvebeengreggd, noseonarug17, skepticismissurvival, and SKOLinON in discussion of the end of the Vikings' season, the team's offseason needs, and the start of the playoffs. Record data: 1/8/19
We’re a few weeks late but we actually read some good comics, which is always nice. Quick Rant: Comics sales. Floppies: Batman The Damned, Kaijumax vol 4, The Magic Order, Ether The Copper Golems, Black Hammer: Age of Doom, Infinity 8 vol 2, Hey Kids! Comics, Babarella, The Weatherman, Redneck. Trades: The Complete Killer, All […]
It’s been five weeks, which makes sense since it’s not easy to find books! Even some mainstays have disappointed the last couple months… and, of course, some haven’t. Floppies – The Weatherman, Punks Not Dead, Barbarella, Bloodstrike, Highest House, Ether: Copper Golems, Infinity 8 vol 2, Maestros, Jimmy’s Bastards, League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Tempest, […]
We’re back on track! Sort of! Floppies – Ether The Copper Golems, Barrier, Black Hammer: Age of Doom, Doctor Star, The Sentry, Kill or Be Killed, Lazarus, Snagglepuss, Kaijumax, Bloodstrike, Damned, Magic Order, Mister Miracle, Plastic Man, Resident Alien, Weatherman, Barbarella, Flavor, Punks Not Dead, Coda. Retro – Love and Rockets, DC Comics Presents, Star […]
It's National Biscuit day so to celebrate Jimbo blindfolds Fisher for a game of Sniff, Lick of Fondle. Can Fisher guess the biscuit?
Only a month since the last episode! Back on track? Floppies – Isola, Flavor, Death or Glory, Maestro, Lazarus, Barrier, Black Hammer Age of Doom, Doctor Star, Ether The Copper Golems, Infinity 8, Highest House, Barbarella, Jimmys Bastards, Exit Stage Left Snagglepuss, Batman White Knight, Damned, Punks Not Dead, Assassinistas, Love and Rockets. Trades – […]
In this episode we touch on the following topics - Anxiety about family on Mother’s Day Difficulty of adopting kids as single man Fear of the elderly: Gerontophobia Was Josh molested by his school nurse? Inconclusive Fears of the dentist, fear of women’s attention/sexual attention expectations Making conversation, learning to pull it out of people, have to decide to be charming Royce’s underage waitress story Josh’s Club gets raided, cop uncle catches him Mother’s day: Do you to to people you know who have kids? Pregnancy scares: real source of fear is having child with wrong person BBWs: Experiences, notions, judgments, is that they give good head just a stereotype? Thinking more during sex Positions to stay hard Positions to last longer Overpromising after cumming early Penis Extender Coming back after mediocre sex Dick shaped by evolution to pull out other cum Dark Web/child molestors Your brain/fetishes can get wild Pissing blood Naked old dudes at the gym Follow us - @Fazefunk @KerbysCups @ProChoiceRoyce
Our second podcast for 2018! Floppies – Terrifics, Doctor Star, Black Hammer, Gideon Falls, Punks not Dead, Kid Lobotomy, Assassinistas, Mister Miracle, Batman White Knight, Vampironica, Ruff and Reddy, Infinity 8, Dry County, Highest House, Vinegar Teeth, Spider King, Resident Alien, Evolution, Kong on Apes, Redneck, Dead Hand, Snagglepuss, I Hate Fairyland , Isola, War […]
Our first podcast for 2018! Which we actually didn’t realize. It’s straight into the comics because the second half is devoted to a single feature–surprise–topic. Floppies – Hungry Ghosts, Ruff and Reddy, Punisher: Platoon, JLA/Doom Patrol Special, Kid Lobotomy, Assassinistas, Barbarella, Maestros, Kaijumax: Season Three, Vinegar Teeth, Sherlock Frankenstein, Comic Book History of Comic Books, […]
The Best of 2017 Vernon and I get right into talking about the best comics of 2017. Just a warning–we go on to talk about them for almost 2.5 hours. No spoilers on the list. Regular listeners might be able to guess a lot of them… And we do talk about the importance of not […]
Not just on time… early! Vernon and I start off talking Marvel and C.B. Cebulski and Akira Yoshida. Then we talk a little about the Berger Books ashcan. Then we get onto the actual comics and there are some good ones…. Floppies – Batman: White Knight, Doomsday Clock, Ruff and Reddy Show, Sherlock Frankenstein, Black […]
We're getting close to the end of the year, and not only is it busy with new releases, there's been some really big news! Justin and Chris tackle some of the biggest headlines of the past week. Of course, there's also plenty of time to talk games, including the highly anticipated Super Mario Odyssey, Stardew Valley, Life Is Strange: Before The Storm Episode 2, and more! Chris uncovers some horrifying secrets whilst playing INSIDE. #podcast #videogames #videogamespodcast #videogamenews #animalcrossingpocketcamp #neogaf #kinect #supermarioodyssey #lifeisstrange #stardewvalley #insidegame #creepyarcade #visceralgames #nintendoswitch
An on-time release! We know you’re all impressed. Vernon starts off the show talking about Marvel Legacy from a retailer’s standpoint. Then we review the latest failures of “pitch” comics. But then the fun starts, because amid all these comics we discuss, there are some truly great ones. Listen to find out which! Comics discussed: […]
Movies discussed: Julia's Eyes, REC, The Baby's Room, Mama (short) It's all Spanish all the time this week! Josh and Charlie find Julia's Eyes muy interesante, but for Matt, no mucho. Todos agree that Rec and The Baby's Room are excelente, though. Next weeks assignments: Death movies theme Death Spa Death Ship Death Bed: The Bed That Eats Death House (short) Watch along with us if you like and we'll see you next week. The post Episode 89 – Come On In And Fondle Our Dead! appeared first on Horror Show Hot Dog.
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In this special Hallowe'en episode we fail to mention Hallowe'en once. Spooky! This week the all-seeing eyeball roams over Hogarth's Gin Lane reimagined, Somerset House's fillip for artists, Vine's demise and, finally, rants over a rash of pretentious Kickstarter campaigns. Frenzied! Rob explores the ins and outs of selling your own work as an illustrator. He uses words like monetise. Shocking! Pies this week include a vegetarian pie from a butchers. Horror!
In this special Hallowe’en episode we fail to mention Hallowe’en once. Spooky! This week the all-seeing eyeball roams over Hogarth’s Gin Lane reimagined, Somerset House’s fillip for artists, Vine’s demise and, finally, rants over a rash of pretentious Kickstarter campaigns. Frenzied! Rob explores the ins and outs of selling your own work as an illustrator. He uses words like monetise. Shocking! Pies this week include a vegetarian pie from a butchers. Horror!
Jay Samit is a serial disruptor, a change agent, an innovator, an educator, and the author of the international best-seller Disrupt You!: Master Personal Transformation, Seize Opportunity, and Thrive in the Era of Endless Innovation. For over three decades, he has been at the forefront of global trends. He has pioneered breakthrough advancements in mobile video, Internet advertising, e-commerce, social networks, eBooks, and digital music used by billions of consumers every day. Combining innovation with commercial success, Jay is a dealmaker. He has raised hundreds of millions of dollars for startups. His list of partners and associates includes Apple, Bill Gates, Coca-Cola, Facebook, McDonald's, Microsoft, Paul Allen, Reid Hoffman, Richard Branson, Steve Jobs, Steven Spielberg, United Airlines, the Vatican, Verizon, and the White House. He has held senior management roles at Sony, Universal Studios, and SeaChange International, a leading global multiscreen-video-software company. Jay is a trend spotter. His predictions of the future tend to be accurate because he is constantly working with those creating it. Please see Disclosure* (below) concerning affiliate links on this page. Key Segments Click any timestamp to start listening at the noted location. [00:17] “I got into this field and was amazed when you wake up one day, and dozens of your friends have become billionaires, and it's not like anybody went to special schools or had special this or that, but 70% of the world's richest billionaires were all self-made. They have the same 24 hours in a day that you and I do, so there must be something different that they're doing with their time. What is it? How can I learn to do that? How can I emulate it, and how can I do it no matter what continent, what country, what city, [or] what education I have? Most of these people didn't go to top universities. Many didn't even go to college. Sir Richard Branson, [who] started 12 companies now that have market caps over a billion dollars, didn't even go to school. What is he doing [that's] different? Can I do that? That's what Disrupt You!, disrupting yourself, is all about.” [04:05] Jay's book is split into three parts: (1) self-disruption, the internal process of disrupting your personal value chain; (2) business-disruption, the process of disrupting the value chain of a business or industry; and (3) world-disruption, the process of using the principles of disruption to solve big, non-business, world problems (like climate change, education, and healthcare). Jay says Disrupt You! is a new paradigm with predictive and repeatable methodologies for breaking the patterns that limit personal success and growth that anyone can use to become a disruptor. [04:46] Jay says that the need to disrupt starts out in our childhood. Parents, teachers, and others who mean well constantly reinforce and tell us what we can't do, what we won't be, and what we're not good at. We grow up and begin to believe that we have a certain type of personality, that we're not good at math or public speaking. “We put blinders on and then society gives us shackles. In fact, you are completely malleable, and once you realize you can change your preconceived limitations, it then makes it easier to look at the world as having the same flexibility, the same porousness, the same [potential] for you to disrupt. And so when you look at the self-made billionaire in their 20's, that's what they're doing, and they have the advantage that they don't have the preconceived ways of doing things that we have developed into habits.” [05:40] Changing yourself into a disruptor is a matter of introspection. Jay likes to say, “It's akin to major surgery, but you're holding the scalpel.” Becoming a disruptor is a state of mind; it's about becoming a silver-lining person. When you have problems, instead of saying “woe is me,” ask yourself if others have them too. Maybe the problem has scale. Maybe if you solve the problem, you could solve it for millions of people. Your phone now connects you to 6 billion consumers. If you're right for just a nanosecond, you could become a billionaire. [06:30] “Once you get into [the mindset of a disruptor], you realize that our world has changed so dramatically, that we have access to tools that weren't around 2, 5, [or] 10 years ago, [and] that you may be the first person to apply these tools, that somebody else invented, to solve a problem.” [06:45] Jay uses a popular traffic app, Waze, which sold for a billion dollars with no revenue, as an example of the size of the market potential that technology allows us to reach with our ideas. You don't have to be in the technology business to use social, mobile, and broadband to scale up. [08:20] How did Jay begin to understand the concept of disruption? Jay discusses a friend who found great success manufacturing and selling PC accessories like dust covers when PCs were new. Without ever learning how to use a computer, this friend sold his company for 135 million dollars. Jay asked himself what his friend had seen that he was missing. His friend had seen a simple opportunity. A similar thing happened when the iPhone came out. People ran out to buy the phone and then bought a $15 case to go with it. It's about looking for the holes in the market. [09:49] The value-chain concept comes into play because so many people look at the totality of a business, but most parts of a business don't generate a profit. Focus on capturing value and find the link you can disrupt. Jay gives four examples of businesses that have disrupted their markets: (1) Airbnb, the world's largest hotel chain, has no hotels; (2) Uber, the world's largest taxi company, owns no cars; (3) Facebook, the world's largest media company, creates no content; and (4) Alibaba, the world's largest retailer, has no inventory. All of these businesses were basically just a big data play. Take the essence of eBay, or any other two-sided marketplace, and realize that you can do this in any category and retain the value. [10:43] There's a new way to look at a business that involves focusing on the part where you can capture the most value and not bothering with all the other parts. In the book, Jay states that a business or product consists of the sum of the value of five links in the value chain: (1) R&D; (2) design, (3) production; (4) marketing and sales; and (5) distribution. People think that they have to reinvent the entire thing or that billion-dollar ideas come from having an epiphany, but it is really about isolating the one piece of a business you can disrupt and creating a better value chain. [11:57] Jay says that the number one business for failing is restaurants. People think that if they have a good recipe, they could open a good restaurant, but recipe is probably the least important factor in a restaurant's success. Somebody took a look at restaurant value chain and figured out that if you have too many items on the menu and people don't order all of them in sufficient quantity, wasted food becomes lost profit. Jay gives a detailed example of Benihana, a nationally recognized name in the restaurant industry, that has built its success on a limited menu to reduce food waste and using shared seating arrangements to fill tables. [12:47] In the process of looking at the value chain, you look at the value chain as a whole, drill down to take a closer look at individual links in the chain, and find the one link that can be disrupted. [13:04] Jay asks what has changed in the way people do things that you couldn't do before? He encourages us to apply modern tools to habits and problems nobody has developed a solution for yet. Jay challenges people to write down three problems a day for a month as an exercise. He gives an example that someone found through this exercise of monitoring prescription drug compliance with a timer integrated into the cap of the container. [15:30] If you disrupt a technology or product, you either create an entirely new market, consumer base, or user, or you destroy or displace the market for the technology it replaced. Jay uses a fun example from the movie Raiders of the Lost Ark where Indiana Jones shoots a sword-wielding opponent to illustrate the technological shift from knives to swords to guns. An example of a modern technological shift is the smartphone's replacement of a wide variety of devices and tools. Jay asks, “What does that new world of people living with this device open up that you couldn't do before? … When we talk about wearables or the internet-of-things, what are the next things that you can now do that solve problems that we didn't have a way to solve? … This isn't just for techies. We all use technology.” [17:25] Jay takes a glass-half-empty look at some technologies that are expected to displace workers in the years to come. According to Jay, “Disruption isn't about what happens to you; it's about how you respond to what happens to you. So, if you know all those things are happening, where [are] the opportunities? What are all the new things that you can do that put you surfing the wave of change as opposed to drowning under the tidal wave?” [18:29] Jay discusses an innovative and humanitarian application of 3D printing. An entrepreneur is using 3D printers to manufacture prosthetics for growing children. He can provide affordable prosthetics to young children who formerly would not have received one until their growth had slowed because of the cost to custom manufacture the device. To make this even better for the children, he went to Disney and licensed characters so that children can have a cool, character-themed prosthetic. This entrepreneur didn't invent the technology, but he found a link in the value chain that he could disrupt, serves an underserved audience that will line up to buy his product, and makes the world a better place. [20:00] Jay discusses slaughter-free meat and plastic in over-fished oceans as opportunities. [21:41] Jay is dedicating the last third of his life to teaching people how to do this because he believes that our society is fundamentally changing. There are 2.3 billion millennials in one generation, more people than were on the planet in their grandparents' generation. There won't be enough corporate jobs for all of them. The educational system designed to produce factory workers will not give people the skills they need in a world that doesn't need as many factories. This situation brings about the disenfranchisement of people, which leads to instability, can bring down governments, and changes our society. Jay suggests that we show all these people how they can be a couple of clicks away from knowledge, prosperity, great new markets, and equal access to consumers because most goods are digitally available globally. [22:51] Jay's concept of becoming a disruptor and looking at your personal value chain involves seeing yourself as The Brand of One, the individual as a product. Why would somebody not buy you-the-product and how do you improve it? Jay's concept of disrupting your personal value chain has four links: (1) R&D is perceiving your environment; (2) production is your actions and responses; (3) marketing and sales is how you present yourself to the world; and (4) distribution is how you spend your time and focus your energies. You start by understanding your personal value chain then present yourself to the world in a different way to rebrand yourself. [25:04] Jay talks about getting out of college during a jobless recession. He wanted to work in Hollywood creating special effects, but he couldn't find a job. For $1, he printed 100 business cards for a non-existent computer graphics company (for which he did not even make himself the boss). With some hustle, he got hundreds of thousands of dollars of post-production work and then hired people with talent and skills who wanted jobs. [25:55] “Where do 3D printing experts come from? Virtual reality experts? Bitcoin experts? Internet of things experts?” They started like Jay did when he had $1's-worth of business cards. Jay says, “They're self-proclaimed experts who then work hard to grow and defend the turf they wisely stake out. There's nothing stopping anybody from being the expert of the next big thing.” [27:58] According to Jay, “You've gotta be a little creative to rise above the noise in anything. If you're looking for a way to blaze a new trail without creativity, wrong! No one ever led a nation or a company by following in the footsteps of somebody else. … There's so much opportunity. Ideas are easy. Execution takes work. Success isn't guaranteed, but if you work at it, you will find out what it takes to be successful, and you will be successful.” [28:32] In the book, to get yourself into the mindset of figuring out where you're going and what you want to do, Jay gives four different segments to develop steps for a disruptor's map: aspirations, priorities, resources, and deadlines. [28:54] Jay states, “If you don't know where you want to be in five years, congratulations, you'll definitely not be there. If you don't know how to get to there, that's OK. Work backwards from a goal but give it a deadline. … So, you work backwards … and you don't need to know all the steps 'cause here's what's gonna happen: once you have that insight, you only need insight and drive to succeed. Those are the only two things [you need] in life. Everything else can be hired. Once you have that insight, you're gonna start exploring down that path. You're gonna' start talking to potential customers. You're gonna do all these iterations of your business in your head when you're not burning capital, when it doesn't cost any money, and everybody is trying to kill your idea until you come up with that zombie idea that can't be killed. And when you're doing that, you're going to uncover things that nobody else [has] discovered yet because nobody's gone that far down the path. And at that point in the path, you may pivot in a direction that you didn't even see.” [28:50] Jay gives an example of three guys who started an online video dating service named Tune-in Hook-up. Nobody wanted to use the dating service, but they looked at their data and noticed that a lot of people were watching the videos. They pivoted into YouTube and became billionaires. Most successful businesses have pivoted. LinkedIn started as a resume repository. eBay started as a place for collectors to find old, used things. Jay says, “You'll find [your pivot] if you're looking at your data and you're paying attention.” [31:22] Jay discusses his concept of the zombie idea: “Everybody always tells you, ‘Nurture your idea. Fondle it. Help it to grow.' That's [wrong]. You wanna figure out every way that idea's gonna fail because … the second you go in the marketplace, that's what your competition and reality [are] going to do to it. [F]ind … ten people who will benefit from this business and will spend time with you (not friends or family). … [H]ave them tell you [what's wrong with it] … [and have them] come back again and again until they come back and say, ‘Oh, I would pay for that. That makes sense. Wow, that's useful!' Then go with that data [and get funding]. … There is no shortage of capital. VCs last year put $40 billion into the hands of startups. Crowdfunding is now greater than that.” [32:23] Jay believes that there is only one advantage the United States has on the rest of the world, and that is that we do not have a fear of failure. He uses the example of two guys who started a company to synchronize traffic lights. The idea was way ahead of its time and bombed. But they didn't give up when their first company failed. The next company Bill Gates and Paul Allen started was Microsoft. [33:27] Jay discusses the difference between failing and failure: “Failing is trying something that you learn doesn't work; failure is throwing in the towel.” Jay suggests that you could talk to people involved in the early stages of any now large and very successful company and have them tell you a story about a board meeting when they were thinking about pulling the plug before they pivoted or made some other change. Google was once on the table for Excite to buy for $600,000, but the deal fell through. [34:03] Jay goes on to say, “We call private companies that have market caps over a billion dollars unicorns. There are now over 200 unicorns. The size of our market now that we're all interconnected is massive. You can scale from zero to a billion very, very quickly, and it doesn't take anything special except really looking at the market from a disruptor's mindset.” [34:30] To help listeners, Jay offers a free copy of his 40-page companion workbook toDisrupt You! at jaysamit.com or by reaching out to him on Twitter @jaysamit. [34:56] To find ideas, start with simple problems and start looking to see who else might have that problem. Jay emphasizes, “The more people you solve [a problem] for, the more money you can make.” [36:13] Concerning the ability to get started, Jay says: “Now, there's no excuse. You can get the learning for free. You can reach your market for free. You have social media. The cost of launching a startup is 95% cheaper than it was ten years ago because all the networked architecture is in place. All you have to do is be the catalyst for what the change is, and Disrupt You! tries to spark you.” [37:24] Concerning our ultimate motivations, Jay says, “The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose. … If you're not fulfilled by what you're doing, and you're staying in a job you don't like, how long are you gonna stay? A year? Two years? Five years? Are you gonna trade your whole life, and why would you give up the only life you have for something you don't want? … You can be what you want. You can be successful in the field that you choose to be. The only thing stopping most people is fear.” In the book, Jay refers to “the illusion of security.” Many people are fooled into thinking they have security because they have a good job. Jay cites that of the original Fortune 500 companies, only 57 are left on the list. Jay states that this “illusion of security” robs us of ambition and autonomy. [38:59] Jay briefly discusses positive thinking stating: “Scores of scientific studies have proven that visualizing success makes all things possible. … When you are in a positive state of mind, it releases dopamine. It lights up the neurotransmitters across your synaptic nerves like a Christmas tree, and suddenly … you are more creative, you increase your intelligence, you increase your energy, and you even close more sales. Success doesn't make you happy. Being happy creates success.” [40:17]: See chapters 9 through 13 of Disrupt You! for additional information and examples about disrupting each link of the value chain. [40:25] Jay discusses the concept of using other people's money (OPM): “What if I told you that I could get you millions of dollars from people who don't want you to pay it back, aren't gonna charge you any interest, and don't want equity in your company? You should be leaning into that speaker right now and listening. Here's how it works. You're going after a specific audience. Solve for that audience and [ask yourself], ‘Who else wants that audience?'” Jay gives an example of getting $60 million from McDonalds to help him launch Sony Connect (a digital music store to compete with iTunes). Through a large campaign, McDonalds had an increase in same store sales and Sony Connect got 20 million new customers; everybody was happy. “Solve for others and you'll solve for you.” [42:32] Jay gives the following recommendations for things that have had a profound influence on him: (1) “Have kids. It's a great motivation. You don't wanna let 'em down. You won't give up. I think fear either immobilizes you or pushes you to challenge your perceived limits.” (2) “Find a mentor. I really think you can find people from an earlier generation that have wisdom, knowledge, [and] connections to share that would just like [to have the validation] that they have learned something that they can pass on.LinkedIn is a great tool for that.” (3) “Travel. … Getting outside of your norm and your culture allows you not just to see the world different, but you'll see yourself and what you think of as the normal way of doing things [differently], and you'll get insights from that.” (4) “Life-long learning. Commit to life-long learning. Learn something every day. Get out of your comfort zone. Expand your universe.” (5) “Enjoy the journey.” Resources Mentioned Disrupt You!: Master Personal Transformation, Seize Opportunity, and Thrive in the Era of Endless Innovation – Book by Jay Samit about disruption. According to Jay the book breaks into three part: (1) disrupting yourself; (2) disrupting a business or industry; and (3) disruption to solve big, non-business, world problems. Click to listen at [04:05]. Disrupt You! Companion Workbook – 40-page companion workbook to Disrupt You! available at jaysamit.com or by reaching out to him on Twitter @jaysamit. Click to listen at [34:30]. LinkedIn – An online social network for professionals to connect with colleagues, companies, mentors, and more. Click to listen at [42:32]. The Happiness Advantage: The Seven Principles of Positive Psychology That Fuel Success and Performance at Work – Book by Shawn Achor. Click to listen at [38:59]. *Disclosure: Some of the links on this page may be affiliate links. I may earn a commission if you purchase through these links. These commissions help to cover the cost of producing the podcast. I am affiliated only with companies I know and trust to deliver what you need. In most cases, affiliate links are to products and services I currently use or have used in the past. I would not recommend these resources if I did not sincerely believe that they would help you. 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Do not eat a McWhopper! This week on PCP, the guys talk about Guild Wars 2, video game movies, Divinity: Original Sin 2 and the pros and cons of Kickstarter, two big games coming out in 2016, and much more! Play the Podcast Below | Download the MP3 | Subscribe via iTunes | RSS... The post Pixel Clicks Podcast #27 - Fondle our Dongles first appeared on Pixelated Geek.
Do not eat a McWhopper! This week on PCP, the guys talk about Guild Wars 2, video game movies, Divinity: Original Sin 2 and the pros and cons of Kickstarter, two big games coming out in 2016, and much moreRead OnPixel Clicks Podcast #27 – Fondle our Dongles
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