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More postgame coupling commences. A new horny monster is revealed. (nonhuman)By keyan88. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The water cascaded off the combatants bodies as their battle continued. Giving Dmitri a sexy smile she knelt down in front of him. She looked in equal parts wonder, amazement, and lust at Dmitri's rigid tool. Her sapphire eyes meeting his, she lifted her gargantuan chest to encase his cock. Dmitri let out a soft groan as he felt his cock be swallowed by tit flesh. She smiled as she began to move her tits up and down his cock. Each time the head peaked above the mounds of flesh she graced it wish a teasing lick, or slight suck. She skillfully began to alternate pressures and speeds, the changes slowed Dmitri's pace to orgasm which allowed him truly experience the pleasure only a goddess could give.He groaned again as she mashed her tits to his groin and noisily slurped his cock. Freya let her tits go and started sucking in earnest. She Licked up and down his shaft and twirled around the head. Her eyes never left his as she went about her task with the utmost enthusiasm. Dmitri felt the boil of cum deep in his balls and knew he was going to come soon.“Freya, gonna come”Freya just smiled as she looked up at him. She once again grabbed her tits and returned them to their places encasing Dmitri's cock. She once again began hefting them up and down.“Cum for me, Dmitri.”Dmitri groaned as he felt cum racing up his shaft. He watched as his seed spewed from his cock in copious amounts. Freya moaned as she felt her face be painted with Dmitri's come. The first shot flew straight into Freya's waiting mouth and the next few splattered against her face, with some even reaching up to her hair. They were followed by lower velocity shots that still managed to cover her bountiful tits in cum.Dmitri watched happily as Freya began to clean herself of his cum. She gathered it on her fingers before lewdly sucking it off her fingers, enjoying it like one would a delicacy. Afterwards she stood up and without hesitation Dmitri drew her into a kiss. After kissing hard for few seconds Dmitri broke it and stared at Freya.“I didn't think you would kiss me like that after I just had your cum in my mouth,” Freya said,Dmitri smiled, “My dad always told me that if a woman is willing to do that for you, you better damn well kiss her after.”Freya let out a small chuckle, “Did he say anything else?”Dmitri chuckled slightly, before turning serious, “He said that I can sleep around as much as I want, but one day I will find a girl. And this girl will be my soul mate. And then I asked him how I would find this girl? He said that I will someday, I would lay eyes on some random girl, and know instantly that she is mine. And afterwards he made me promise that when I do find her, I will never let her go.”Freya was thoughtful for a sec before responding, a small amount of surprise in her voice, “You think I'm that girl?”“I know you are that girl. And I'm not going to let go,” Dmitri said with a small smile.Freya was quiet for a few moments. During her hundreds of years of life not a single other sentence hit her like that one did.“Swear to me; swear to me that you won't.”“"I swear, Freya, you are mine.”Another moment of silence passed between the two of them before their faces split with grins. With mutual consent their assault on the others mouth resumed. They attacked each other with the ferocity of starving wolves. The battle hotter as Freya jumped up and wrapped her legs around Dmitri's waist. He cupped the two globes of her perfect ass and stepped out of the shower. The battle took a brief pause as he had to reach around to shut the water off but was quickly back in full heat.Dmitri walked to his bedroom, the weight of the beauty he as carrying seemed negligible to him. As he shoved the door open the couple broke their kiss and stared hard at each other. Freya spoke up,“Fuck me, Now!”Dmitri quickly obeyed the command and set her down on the bed. He guided the tip of his cock to her entrance. Freya wrapped her legs around him, trying to get him to enter her as soon as possible. With the force of a freight train he shoved his cock down to the root inside. With little warning, Freya was shocked silent with the feeling of being split like never before, but after a few moments to collect her shattered thoughts, she screamed her pleasures to the heavens. Dmitri didn't give pause as he slid himself out and rammed himself back home with all the strength of before. The sound of flesh crashing against flesh quickly filled the room as Dmitri conquered his lover's soul.Dmitri grabbed hold of Freya's hips, pulling her into every thrust, making her cry out in overwhelming pleasure every time. Freya's juices began to seep from her cunt to soak the bed sheets under them. Dmitri continued to plow away at the goddess, with seemingly no care for her screams. Freya's fingers clutched the bed sheets in a death grip as she attempted to survive the ordeal she was in right now.“Oh, Fuck Me!!” Freya screamed as she was sent hurtling over the edge to orgasm. Her honey sprayed out of her so splash against Dmitri's groin. Dmitri didn't slow down as he continued to pump in and out. Loud, animalistic grunts were coming from Freya with each massive impact Dmitri was giving her. Dmitri leaned down and conquered Freya's lips with his once again.Freya wrapped her arms around Dmitri and pulled him tight to her, flattening her breasts against his chest. It seemed as if Dmitri could hold up this pace forever. Dmitri couldn't have been happier, here was finally a woman that could take all he had and give it right back. Some couples when they first have sex it is full of gentle caresses and sweet nothings, but this was an animalistic, primitive, and passionate as sex could possibly get. With a practiced move Freya rolled the two of them so that she was on top. She broke the kiss and leaned back, giving Dmitri and absolutely stunning view of her bouncing tits as she began to ride him.She raised herself up so that only the tip of Dmitri's cock was inside her, and then forced her way down to the root. Each plunge was accompanied by a moan that conveyed every feeling of satisfaction and pleasure she was receiving. Dmitri began to roughly knead her tits, paying no mind to gentleness or skill. He attacked them with unrestrained lust. Freya was quickly approaching her second orgasm of the night. The feeling of her tits so roughly being mauled in combination with the feeling of a colossal cock splitting her was quickly rushing her over the edge. With a banshee's wall of passion she screamed her release.He honey wept down her legs, soaking the bed down to the mattress she only broke her pace for a second before resuming it. The feeling of entering Freya's warmth again and again was not one Dmitri would grow tired of in thousands of years. Her strength was evident as she was tightening her core to make the feeling of entering her all the more pleasurable. They both once again to grunt like animals in heat once again. Dmitri leaned up and captured one of Freya's rock hard nipple sin his mouth, where he sucked on it like a man dying of thirst. His other hand was busy tugging, twisting, and pinching the other nipple.“Oh, my god,” Freya half moaned and half screamed as the new pleasure wracked her soul. Dmitri began to thrust upwards, meeting every plunge Freya made with one of his own. The massive slap of each meeting could be heard from miles away. Dmitri had above average control compared to most men, and even with his previous orgasm he could feel another one churning deep inside him. He thrust up harder and harder, seeking his own release paying no mind to what damage he could cause to Freya. Freya could also feel the next orgasm convalescing deep within herself as well. She could feel the urgency in Dmitri's thrusts and then she played her trump card.She tightened her core as much as she can, and with hundreds of years of experience she increased the pleasure for Dmitri tenfold. Dmitri let out a surprised gasp with the new feeling. It quickly sent him hurtling over the edge and he felt the floodgates loose. They both screamed in mutual bliss as Dmitri sealed their union. Freya's massive orgasm was set free as she felt Dmitri cover her insides with his cum. Shot after shot came from Dmitri as he emptied himself into Freya's depths. Freya collapsed against Dmitri's chest, utterly spent.After resting for a few minutes Freya moved to get off Dmitri but he held her firm,“Don't move Freya, it's time for sleep.”Freya tried to procrastinate telling him of her monster girl status, but she could do so no more. “Dmitri, there is… something I have to tell you,” And so she outlined her tale, first of how she was a monster girl and how she got here. Then of her centuries of life as the queen: She told him of all the good times she had, of all the colorful residents of her kingdom and of life at court. But she also told him about the bad times, of how she watched all her human friends and family slowly die and disappear, and of how she was the last surviving member of her family. Of how even though she had various partners and flings, she spent the last 400 years relatively alone.She finished with, "And now I met you, and like you said Dmitri; I'm not letting go.”Dmitri was quiet for a second, trying to come to terms with the story just told to him.“Well, that is by far the most interesting pillow talk I have ever had. But it's of no consequence, in my eyes it's just a bonus. Now, it's time for sleep,” The thought never came to Freya that Dmitri would ever reject her, so this sentence came of no surprise to her. After one more kiss they both settled in for the night, Freya still lying on top, perfectly at peace.And although the words were never said, there was as love between them as any that had ever walked under the sky. Freya finally felt complete and the centuries ahead didn't seem so empty anymore. And for Dmitri, he fucked a queen. How many other people can say that?Suffice to say, this was the best walk home from the rink that Eric had ever had. In the past 2 days he had gone from virgin, to fucking possibly the 4 hottest girls in Boston. He walked slightly behind those very 4 girls right now, trying very hard to look ahead and not down at the variety of perfect asses in front of him.The girls' joyous mood was evident as they walked down the street, their peals of laughter and loud exclamations drew the eyes of many passing motorists. After a few blocks Lilith turned around,"Why is the man of the hour walking behind us? Come on lead your harem home!”Eric smiled, “I'm enjoying the view from back here, Lilith.” Lilith just laughed, and her already sensual gait became downright obscene as she walked down the street, the two perfect globes of ass jiggling with each step.“What a slut,” Bella said under her breath, Christy and Stacy stifled giggles at the comment."What was that, Bella?” Lilith asked.“Oh nothing” Bella replied. Lilith just shrugged and continued walking down the street, her gait not changing in the slightest.Stacy turned to Bella; “I've been meaning to ask you; where in the hell did you learn to punch like that? The guy didn't even see it coming.”Bella smiled, “It's a long story really, and my mom taught me some for starters. Also, I'm stronger than I look.”“Sheesh,” Stacy reviewed. “I'll say, that guy will be lucky if he remembers his name when he wakes up.”Christy piped in, “She's always protecting us, it's basically all we keep her around for ” She was caught mid-sentence by Bella firmly slapping her ass causing her to yelp with surprise.The group erupted in laughter at the expense of the grumbling Christy, who was rubbing her now stinging ass.“Now I'm hurting; carry me, Eric,” Said a slightly cranky Christy. And before he could say something in reply, Christy had jumped on his back, making him give her a piggy back ride."Sheesh, I do all the work around here don't I?” Eric said. He was not burdened by Christy at all, he would be surprised if she weighed much over 100 pounds at all.“We pay you with amazing sex, I think it's fair,” Lilith stated in a matter of fact tone.Stacy was shaking her head off to the side which Bella noticed, "Whats wrong?”Stacy looked at the 4 of them and said, “God this is so weird. At the store you said you shared him, But it just seems so weird.”Eric looked at the girls, because he had no idea what to say. From over his shoulder he heard Christy say, “I can see why you would think that but trust me, it works fine.”“Still unbelievable” Stacy said, but she let the matter rest. Seeing his apartment in the distance Eric increased the pace, eager to shower and spend another night with his girls. A few minutes later he opened the door to his apartment and the group poured inside. Before he could say a word the girls had proclaimed the couch theirs so he had to sit all alone on a chair off to the side. After a few minutes break Eric stood up,“I have to shower, I'll be out in 15.”As soon as Eric closed the door and turned the water on Lilith turned to her sister's they each gave a small nod and all 3 then turned to Stacy,“We have a surprise for you, now close your eyes, and don't open then until we tell you,” Lilith said. Stacy smiled and complied. After making sure her eyes were shut tight the girls changed back into their natural forms. Bella's tail made a soft thump and Stacy creased her brow, trying to figure out what it was. After finishing up the transformation Christy leaned in close to Stacy,"Whatever you do, do not. Freak. Out. Promise?”Stacy started to open her eyes but Christy quickly covered her eyes with her hand, “Promise me Stacy.”“Uh, fine, ok!”After casting one last glance at her sisters, Christy removed her hand. Stacy opened her eyes with a smiling face, which quickly turned to one of shock as she looked around the room. She rubbed her eyes a few times, the image of 3 very naked monster girls was not vision which one saw every day. She then opened up her mouth as if to scream. Christy quickly clamped her hand across Stacy's mouth to silence her. She held her finger up like a mother scolding her child,“Stacy it's us, and you promised not to freak out. Take a few seconds to gather yourself and then speak up.”Stacy nodded her head and Christy removed her hand. Stacy closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths in order to calm her racing heart. After a few seconds she opened her eyes again,“This is weird. Like what the fuck is going on!?” Stacy nearly shouted.“Hush, calm down Stacy, we'll explain everything,” Lilith said. And so they did, they told Stacy of how they came to be here. They said of how much they loved Eric and of how much he loved them."And well, there are two things we really have to tell you. Firstly, You are now part of our little family here, so you have to kinda keep this a secret.”A very befuddled Stacy nodded her head, “But what's the second part?”Lilith looked at her, “The next one is kind of a bombshell so be ready. You are a monster girl.”Stacy broke out in laughter, “This whole thing is crazy, but that is really fucking insane.”Lilith sighed, “I knew you were going to say that. But one of your ancestor's was a monster girl. I can't tell what type, but hear me out. It's very rare for a monster to give birth to a human baby but it has happened. But they're still technically a monster girl; their other half is just repressed. And it doesn't diminish like genes normally would, forever onwards all females in the family will be half and half. For hundreds, if not thousands of years that half in your family has been repressed.”Stacy shook her head, “That's insane Lily.”Bella stepped in now, “Why don't you let us prove it?”“How would we do that?” Stacy asked, obviously doubtful.“Simple, we would just transfer some of our energy to you, the small amount of magic in our bodies is enough to break down the wall holding your monster half back. Trust us Stacy, and this has to be a consensual thing, it won't work if you don't want it to. ”Stacy was quiet for a second, “Will it hurt?”Christy smiled, “Not at all, so you ready? You're gonna feel great afterwards! But first get naked.”“Uh; Ok fine, let's do this,” Stacy said stripping. The girls stood up and stood around the lone human in the room. They each placed their hands on one part of Stacy or another, Lilith placed her hands on Stacy's head, while Bella touched her back. Christy placed her hands on Stacy's front, where she gave one of Stacy's breasts a quick squeeze which brought a small cry from the girl. Afterwards she gave Christy a small glare which drew a giggle from the cat-women."Close your eyes Stacy and we'll start,” Lilith said.Stacy complied and the room grew quiet except for the sound of the shower. Stacy felt the hands of the girls grow warm, than almost scalding hot. But before it could cause pain it stopped growing hotter, she felt the warmth move throughout her body. She gasped as she felt something break deep inside her, it was the same feeling of when someone sits down after a long day. A feeling of total relaxation, as if some hidden part of her that was always under pressure was set free. All of a sudden the feeling stopped and Stacy opened her eyes.Everything appeared sharper, clearer, more in focus than before. She could make out the words on a newspaper that was across the room. She could smell things she had not ever noticed; she could even detect traces of the shampoo Eric was using in the air. She could hear the sounds of the girls heartbeats. She turned to the group of monster girls,"Do I look different?”The girls looked at her and smiled, they pointed to a mirror that was hanging on the wall. Slowly, scared of what she might find. After a few agonizing moments she finally laid eyes on her new form. Looking at her from the mirror was best described as a dragoness. Her eyes are what caught her attention first, the green they were before was now a forest green, and the pupils had turned vertical. Most of her skin was now covered in green scales the same color as her eyes; they thinned out and disappeared altogether when they approached her chest and stomach. Her face and front of her neck was bare as well. The skin that wasn't covered was now a flawlessly smooth. Her teeth were now small, sharp fangs. She looked at her hands; they were covered with scales as well and ended with small claws. After that she looked down at her legs, her feet now had only 3 toes, and each ended with a claw like her hands. She let out a gasp when she noticed the massive wings that protruded from her back. She reached her hand back to touch them, to see as if they were real. She saw a small tail idly swing behind her; it was thin and ended in a small barb. It suddenly clicked in her mind and she turned to the group of monster girls next to her,“I'm a monster aren't I?” She didn't know whether to be giddy with excitement or cry. The girls noticed this and all enveloped her in a deep hug,“You're a monster girl, Stacy; you're one of us,” Bella said protectively."And not to mention your ancestor was sexy as fuck,” Lilith said, Lust starting to creep into her voice.Stacy didn't know what to say, what to do, or even anything for that matter. She just melted into the hug, relying on the girls for support. They all looked up when they heard the water shut off, Lilith spoke first,"He's coming, quick Stacy strike a pose,” The three original monster girls formed a wall in the hallway, blocking Eric's view to the living room.When Eric stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and saw the three of them, each very naked, in their monster girl forms, he knew something was up. "What did you do? I swear if you did something to Stacy.”The girls smiled at him and Christy spoke up in a voice filled with joy, “We have a surprise for you!!! Now close your eyes.”“You better not have eaten her” he was cut off.Lilith, giving him a slight smack, said; “Shut up and listen to us for once okay?”“Sheesh, fine, Okay, ya don't have to hit me,” He closed his eyes, dreading that the girls didn't do something stupid to the poor human girl. He felt them grab hold of him and he let them lead him into the living room.They stopped him and Lilith whispered in his ear, "Okay open your eyes.”He opened his eyes and he nearly had the same reaction as when he first saw the girls in his room a day ago. Standing in front of him was a dragoness just as beautiful and sexy as Lilith, Christy, or Bella. She was striking on of the sexiest poses he had ever seen. She had one hip cocked out to the side, just far enough to show a hint of her outer lips. She had her hands covering her smallish-breasts, with one finger touching her lips, giving her a slightly pouty look. There was something familiar about this sexy dragoness. Then the realization dawned on him, but no it couldn't be,“Stacy!?” Eric exclaimed loudly.“How do I look?” Stacy said, as flirtatiously as she could.“What? How? When?” Eric started blubbering, at a loss for words.The rest of the girls crept up behind him and Lilith spoke directly in his ear ,“You have to bind to her too, you know. It's going to be one. fun. Night,” She accentuated each word with a nibble on his ear lobe. "Now let's go to the bedroom,” And the 4 girls started dragging/pushing him into the bedroomHelpless against the onslaught, Eric surrendered himself to his fate. He soon found himself literally being tossed onto his bed. He managed to right himself and found himself staring at his girls. They were standing in a line at the foot of the bed, each entirely different, but each oh so sexy. And they were all his.They crawled onto the bed, each with a hungry glint in their eyes. Christy reached him first and quickly enveloped him in a lusty kiss, their tongues new to each other only a day ago, resumed a dance already familiar. Eric felt 3 sets of hands approaching his rapidly hardening member and groaned into Christy's mouth. He lifted his head and looked at the 4 pairs of eyes looking with keen interest at his member.Lilith turned to Stacy, "You get him first, welcome to the family.”Stacy shook her head, “I want him last. You guys have your fun first.”Christy turned to Bella, “You had him last the first time, you can go first now.”Bella licked her lips, “I'll save some for you guys, don't worry,” And without another word Bella swiftly wrapped her tail around him. She raised herself up and carefully positioned the tip of Eric's cock at her entrance. She gave him a small wink before descending.Eric groaned loudly as his coke was once again encased by Bella's amazing pussy. He felt movement off to the side and opened his eyes. He was just in time to see a wildly grinning Stacy position her steaming cunt above his head. "Eat me Eric,” The mood was kind of ruined when she accidentally poked Eric in the eye with her new tail."Ow, watch where” Eric was cut off by his mouth suddenly being covered by sweet pussy. With a sigh of surrender, Eric began lapping at the offered cunt, savoring the taste like a gourmet delicacy.Bella began to moan as she raised herself up and down Eric's shaft, moaning in ecstasy as she felt it split her again and again. She grabbed her two sisters and pulled them to her pebbled nipples, “Come to mama.”Lilith and Christy knew just how amazing Bella's milk was so they eagerly accepted the offer. More and more moans escaped from Bella as she rode Eric. Lilith looked up and saw Stacy looking at the still sucking cat-women in a torn expression. One half was turned away by the thought of sucking milk form another girls tit, but on the other hand, Bella's dark nipples did look pretty appetizing. Bella reached up and placed her hand on the back of Stacy's head, urging her towards the correct course of action. Her resolve crumbling, Stacy leaned forward and took Bella's nipple in-between her lips. On the first suck she got her first taste of Lamia milk, it tasted; good. Bella moaned loudly when she felt Stacy really starting to suck on her engorged tit.Being the sex demon that she is, Lilith had just the idea to make sure everyone was getting their needs fulfilled. She grabbed one of Stacy's and one of Christy's hands and brought them to her neglected sex. Christy, with practiced fingers, and Stacy going off the natural skill that all monster girl's possessed, quickly managed to bring Lilith up to speed with the rest of them.After savoring the feeling of her pussy being so perfectly manipulated by two separate hands for a few minutes Lilith leaned up and gave Bella a lusty kiss on the lips. No creature, human or otherwise, can withstand the full force of a succubus's pheromones, which Lilith had just breathed directly into the snake women's mouth. Bella was immediately sent into a soul-shattering orgasm. The milking/sucking motion her orgasming pussy was making, drove Eric over the edge. He felt his balls empty themselves of their load into Bella's starved pussy.Due to the benefits gained from Lilith, every touch of Eric's tongue to Stacy's inflamed pussy sent a bolt of pleasure straight to her brain. The intoxicating feeling of the milk, as well as Eric's ministrations quickly sent her into a powerful orgasm. Her juices erupted from her cunt like a geyser and soaked Eric's face underneath her.The 4 of them were silent for a bit before Eric spoke up, “There is something I want to try. If you girls would be so kind.”“What is that?” Christy asked.“Get up and I'll show you,” The group shuffled around and Bella moved off towards the side,"Whats wrong, Bella?” Eric asked.“I'm done for the night; I'm going to just watch for now, maybe take a little nap or something.”“Alright”, Turning back to Christy and Lilith, Eric continues, “Lilith, lay down on your back. Here Christy ,lie on top of her face down,” He helped them into the position he wanted, suffice to say it is everyman's dream to have 2 girls half this beautiful in this position on his bed. Christy and Lilith were laying face to face, with Lilith's massive chest flattened in between them. Her wings were spread out to the side, half curled around Christy. Their perfect pussies were inches from each other, each dripping with arousal. Their combined juices were forming a wet spot underneath them.Christy said, "Can't believe we never thought of this before! Now Lilith, do that kissy thing, I wanna cum!”Lilith happily obliged the horny cat-woman and crushed her lips to hers in a passionate kiss. Small whimpers escaped their locked lips when Eric saw fresh liquid seep from both their lower lips. Eric moved forward and started rubbing his cock along each of them. They moaned and started grinding their hips together, each wanting to be the one penetrated first. Since Christy had gone first the night before, Eric had decided to grace Lilith with his cock. Lilith felt him press against her opening, find her, and then enter her. She moaned into her kiss with Christy, as he split her once again.Eric couldn't have been happier to be back inside Lilith's pussy once again. The oh-so-delightful spines in her seemed to pull him infinitely deeper till he drowned in pleasure. He pulled out and thrust himself back in, resulting in a sharp cry of ecstasy from the succubus. Eric started to pound away, happily obliging the succubus's need to be fucked. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh, in harmony with moans and cries of sex were a symphony that filled the room.Lilith could no longer hold the kiss. She broke it and moans began to come from her unhindered. Christy leaned down and started to nibble and lick Lilith's neck. She could feel every time Eric bottomed out in Lilith and prayed it would be her getting fucked so hard soon. Eric felt her tail wrap around one of his legs, urging him faster and faster. Eric continued to pound his succubus and he could feel her approaching orgasm. Just as she was about to reach it he pulled out. Some half mumbled protests came from Lilith but Eric ignored them. Instead he shoved his way into Christy, who gave a surprised cry as she suddenly felt herself being penetrated.“Oh, fuck; Eric!” Christy nearly screamed, simultaneously Lilith mumbled “no, put it back in.”Christy's mouth opened wide as Eric started to pick up speed. He grabbed the base of her tail and used it as leverage to fuck her harder and faster. Lilith could feel Eric's balls slapping against her cunt. It was just enough pleasure to keep her on the brink of an orgasm but not quite enough to send her over the edge; it was nearly driving her insane.Although Christy's pussy was different than Lilith's, her's was no less amazing. It was by far the tightest of all his lovers and brought indescribable pleasure to Eric. Being filled by Eric's throbbing tool was also bringing indescribable pleasure to Christy as well. Her mind was going numb with sensory overload, and was in danger of being reduced to a quivering pile of sex and fur before long.Just as she was about to reach orgasm, Eric pulled out of her the same way he did to Lilith. Also like Lilith she managed to form a half mumbled “no, but Eric also ignored her. He instead shoved his way back inside of Lilith who moaned with the feeling of being filled once again. He didn't stay long however because after a few thrusts he returned to Christy's pussy, much to her delight. But she was again disappointed as he went back to Lilith's. This was forcing the girls two steps towards an orgasm, but one step back as well. Both girls were nearly insane in this new tactic Eric had employed. Eric was not immune to the pleasure as well and he was quickly approaching his edge as well.After a few more switches Eric let loose his load. But instead of spraying it into either of the girls famished cunts he sprayed it on to them. Shots after shot of cum sprayed against their outer lips until they were bathed in it."Oh fuck” They both said, each experiencing a world of bliss.Eric, Bella, and Stacy watched in fascination as Christy and Lilith shifted their position. They ended up with their legs scissored with their cunts clamped in each other's legs. With knowing looks they started rubbing their cum-covered cunts together. They started to moan as they picked up speed, each seeking their release which was rapidly approaching. Each began to pull and twist their own nipples harshly in an effort to increase the pleasure. With shuddering cries they came simultaneously, their juices shooting directly onto the other's pussy. They froze in that position for a second, before collapsing in satisfied exhaustion.Eric smiled, it seemed Christy had a habit of falling asleep after sex as he had to pick up her sleeping form, cradling her in his arms, before handing her over to Bella who wrapped her in her tail, keeping her warm and comfortable. Lilith sat against the wall, with Bella leaning on her side, both were eager to watch Stacy's deflowering as a monster girl.Eric turned to the patient dragoness and smiled at her,“Come on, let's do this,” He held out his hand and Stacy took it without hesitation. The scales on her hands felt slightly cool to the touch, not unpleasantly cold, just cool. He hoisted Stacy up and helped her lie down on the bed. She spread her wings out. They were much, much larger than Lilith's. Stacy smiled as she grabbed Eric by the back of the neck and pulled him into a kiss. She was either much stronger, or less controlled than the other girls as Eric was harshly yanked down. He gave a small cry of alarm, but Stacy smothered it with a kiss and a giggle."Make love to me, Eric,” She said staring into his eyes."Oh I intend to,” Eric finished the sentence by pushing the head of his cock into Stacy's pussy. Where Bella's was strong and alive, Christy's was tight, and Lilith's was well, specialized, Stacy's cunt was searing hot. It felt like his cock was in an oven made of impossibly soft and wet flesh.He leaned back and saw this dragoness in all her erotic glory. Stacy gave him a smile that was full of emotion and wrapped her powerful legs around his waist. Eric began to move slowly, reveling in this new type of pleasure. Stacy began to moan softly; even this small movement was sending waves of pleasure through her body.Monster girls are geared for sex as they need it to survive, so they are hardwired to make sure they don't get bored of it. That, in combination with Eric's benefits was sending unique and new pleasure to Stacy.Eric grabbed Stacy's hips and started pulling her into his thrusts. He began to pick up speed and the sound of flesh softly impacting flesh was soon heard once again. Eric was taking great pleasure in watching Stacy's firm tits shake with every thrust he gave her. He couldn't resist, and leaned down to take one of her rocking nipples in his mouth. He used his other hand to play with the other one, pulling, twisting and pinching. This was assaulting Stacy's brain with pleasure and she wanted more."Faster Eric, Love me.”Eric leaned up and planted a searing kiss right on her lips. He began to hump faster and faster obliging his draconian lover's request. He picked up the pace but did not fuck her. He made love to her, letting each stroke, and each kiss transmit his love for her. Even though she had come late to the party, he wanted to make sure she knew she was not lesser in his eyes. Stacy began to roll her hips, matching Eric's thrusts. This action ended up grinding her sensitive clit into Eric's crotch.Stacy wrapped her wings around Eric; they felt natural to her now, as if they belonged there. Eric didn't mind as he was trapped in this cocoon of warmth and sex. They continued like this for many minutes never breaking the embrace or kiss. Eric came with a soft grunt, spraying his seed into Stacy's pussy. Stacy came just as Eric did, her juices squirting out of her to splash against Eric's groin. They laid still before breaking their embrace and looking at the other 3 girls.Christy had woken up from her catnap sometime earlier, and had a beaming smile on her face. All three stood up and joined them on the bed. They arranged themselves in a row of naked and wet flesh, to an outside observer it might not seem comfortable but they wouldn't have it any other way. After settling down Christy spoke up,“Welcome to the family, Stacy”Stacy smiled, “Thanks, but am I the only one who thinks Eric is getting the good side out of the deal, here?” The girls all had a quiet chuckle at that.Eric sighed, “You know it's not all good for me girls.”“And why is that?” Bella asked.“I'm going to need new sheets.”To be continued.By keyan88 for LiteroticaMay 21st, 2022 11:00pm story audio podcast tryst explicit intimacy lurid coupling virgin cuck swap marriage fling tale shor

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Women making bad decisions. Cáel to the rescue? What?By FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the podcast at Steamy Stories.-There is nothing wrong being a Lucky Bastard. It is wrong to rely on it-(Monday later)Buffy had finally dismissed me when Katrina summoned me to her office. Ignoring me getting into an altercation…in the Full-Blood gym…yet again, I had a good day. No property damage, lost items, or physically damaged employees. Ragged by most people’s standards, but a good day for me at Havenstone. I still had a chance to walk out under my own power.Katrina motioned me to come to her desk. Upon my arrival, she slid a tablet over to me with a single icon on the screen. I tapped it. Aya’s face appeared as the vid-mail began. She was glowing. There was tent fabric in the background so I had no idea of her geographic location. I didn’t care.“Hey!” she squeaked. “I’m doing great at camp. I met three girls who are as small as me and we’ve formed our own squad; the Fatal Squirts.” I chuckled.I had encouraged her to steal strength from her perceived weaknesses. She had to believe in herself then take that as she built up her skills. I had faith in her when no one else did.“I showed some of my councilors a picture of you. I think you would get into trouble if you came here. I want you to come, but I thought it was only fair to warn my favorite bed-buddy,” she giggled.“Send me a message when you can. I understand there will be a delay as the messages have to be physically delivered. I know you are doing okay. If not, hold off your vengeance until I can return and guard your back. I love you, Cáel. Be well,” she smiled as her picture faded into darkness.“Ah damn,” I whispered. Aya looked good; confident, upbeat and spirited. “Katrina, can I make a message for her right now?” I begged.“Of course,” she gave me an approving tilt of the head. “I think the courier is still in the building.”“Cool. What do I do?” I urged.“Use the webcam; make a message and forward it to my computer,” Katrina told me. “I’ll take it from there.” I made the message, pretty much updating her on my latest exploits with limited editing. Aya was a surprisingly innocent yet worldly 9 year old.Much of that came from being Katrina’s and Desiree’s niece; mainly Katrina’s. It gave her access to tidbits of sensitive data from time to time. Not so much she was a real security threat. Enough so that she got some things confused; like what sex was truly about. I felt in my soul she’d be a great Amazon one day. I didn’t remind her of that much. She had enough pressure for a kid her age.“You are seeing Oneida now?” a frosty voice unnerved me. It was Buffy.“Fuck,” I jumped up. “Damn Buffy, stop sneaking up on me like that, or I’m going to start thinking you are a stalker.”“I am stalking you, Einstein,” Buffy menaced.“I’m glad we got that out of the way,” I rolled my eyes. “Oh look! It’s Daphne coming to my rescue. I am so out of here,” I exulted. I edged passed Buffy, slipped her attempt to grab my arm and raced for the ‘new hires’ at the elevator.“Get back here, you Cock-sucker!” Buffy howled as she chased me down.May miracles never cease. Daphne, Violet and Tigger formed an Amazon (I wasn’t sure if I could consider them 'human’ yet) shield between my frail form and the hulking brute that was Buffy.“Calm down, Buffy,” Daphne pleaded. “He fought Elsa today; again.”“Get out of my way,” Buffy snarled.“Thank God you stopped her,” I huffed to Dora. “I hope to she never finds out that I soaped up Elsa’s entire body while we were sharing a shower together.” Daphne turned and gave me an incredulous look.“Cáel, you are a Dumb-ass,” Daphne sighed. Looking to Buffy as she stood aside. “Have at.”“Are you mental?” Fabiola chimed in. The elevator doors finally opened, Buffy shoved me in and the rest of the posse followed. Helena joined us at the last second.“He’s taunting me,” Buffy responded to Fabiola while using her middle finger to poke my chest. “At this rate I am going to have to devastate a dozen male escorts so I can make it the remaining the 69 more days until he’s mine again.”“Is he really that good?” Paula wondered. Buffy twisted around to confront her.“He hammered me so hard, I thought he’d dislocate my hips. Later, we spent an entire hour, naked, wrapped up in each other’s bodies with no actual penetration; touching, tasting and whispered affections,” Buffy curled her lip. “He’s better than you could possibly imagine.”“You realize we have 27 seconds left, right?” I reminded Buffy.“Really?” Buffy’s head snapped back to me. I nodded and she jumped my bones. She had her hand down my pants, pulling on my rod, and the other grabbing the back of my head to deepen our kiss.For my part, I had my left hand on her breast and the right down the back of her pants, fondling a panty-covered ass cheek. In a culture where you summoned a male, ordered him to perform and he did so the same exact way he’d done a dozen times before, what Buffy and I were doing didn’t make sense.The two of us didn’t give up an ounce of control yet meshed perfectly. Our pleasure was obvious, vocal and we didn’t give a damn about the crowd around us. Buffy and I had created our own little lust-bubble. The chimer went off. We settled down and straightened up our clothes.“Fuck it all; that’s some good dicking,” Buffy mumbled. That was an inside joke between me, Timothy, my big, gay, buff tattoo-artist roommate, and the few women he chose to share that descriptive with; 'a good dicking’. We tumbled out of the elevator.“Is he always like that?” Fabiola mumbled.“He’s a whole lot better with his clothes off,” Buffy sneered at Fabiola. Sometimes I’m a super-selfish bastard; I want life to cut me some slack. Waiting for us was Oneida…in biker clothing. That would have merely been bad, dangerous and creepy except I was dressed in work clothes.I was planning to meet some of the guys (all two of them) for some after-work drinks. The encounter went from not-good to horribly awkward. Oneida had checked up on me, been told how I got to and from work as well as when I left. Unfortunately, she hadn’t checked my social calendar; mainly because I didn’t keep one; sophomore year mistake.If a girl is in your apartment, she will find the thing you don’t want her to find…every single time. I burned my diary and unfriended everybody after that final, hospital-resulting episode.“Hi,” I greeted Oneida. She’d figured out she’d screwed up something fierce. “What bike do you use? I have a Specialized STSE hybrid. Maybe we can use some paths one weekend.”I was trying to diffuse her embarrassment. We were two bikers talking about bikes. Nothing wrong with that.“I have a Specialized Source…” she got out then realized how BAD that sounded. She had the exact same bike as me…how bizarre? Unless you had somebody come down and take a look at what I bicycle I used.Time to save the day.“Do you want to make a date for 6:30 am on Saturday?” I suggested. “Provided this wacky place hasn’t offed, or misplaced me by then.”“Ah; that would be nice,” Oneida rebounded happily. “The date, that is.”“Whoa Oneida, what are you doing with this guy?” Brian derided me as he walked up. I wanted to say, 'Brian, you’ve insulted a princess of the Amazon people. Please continue making an ass of yourself and give Trent and Khalid my regards’. I didn’t.“This is Cáel Nyilas. He’s a real player,” Brian smirked. “You can do better than him.”Oh yeah, Oneida and Brian were co-workers; 'new hires’ in Acquisitions.“Brian, it took you three days to even use my name,” Oneida gave Brian a neutral stare. “I love Cáel. He saved my life and he sees the real me.” For the love of all that’s holy, someone shoot me in the head right now. I could hear the nearly subsonic growls emanating from Buffy.Brian looked at me, laughed and went to put an arm around Oneida’s shoulder. After all, if I could pick her up, it should be effortless for him to take her away, right? Dumb-shit. Laughing at me was okay. Laughing at…then I noticed the two chicks in black leather standing about doing their best (until a second ago) to go unnoticed.Cáel had gotten away with such familiarity because Cáel had risked his life to save their Princess. Brian Fung? He barely knew her name and they worked together. These weren’t even SD chicks; they were something else. My guess was Arinniti House Guard. Did Katrina’s House Epona have a house guard?Sure, I imagine they did. They were probably with the rest of House Epona where ever they lived. It wasn’t like the whole kit and caboodle was here in NYC. That would have been foolish. If Caitlyn, Aya’s mom, had a security issue, she called us at Havenstone HQ, less than four kilometers away. Without a doubt, Elsa would stop by and kick ass for her.I gave Brian this much; he had a working set of eyes. The second those two harbingers of death began closing in, Brian back-pedaled.“Hey Brian, let’s go grab some drinks,” I offered him a graceful exit.“Sounds good,” Brian tried to sound cool.“Oneida, take care,” I nodded to my new romantic stalker. “Ladies,” to my 'new hire’ crew. “Buffy,” to my sometimes boss, “remember you are still hot for a…mature chick.”“You are going die a long, torturous and extremely painful death,” Buffy sizzled.“What? Are you going to make me eat your cooking?” I laughed.Buffy didn’t articulate a counter before Brian and I slipped outside.“Cáel, who was that woman?” Brian whispered.“Which one? You need to be more specific. My erotic malfeasances are terribly confusing.”“The one you insulted,” Brian said. “The last one you insulted,” he clarified.“Buffy. She’s one of my bosses,” I grinned. “She loves me. She’s even promised to play the bagpipes at my funeral. Personally I think that’s because she doesn’t want to risk anyone hearing me pounding on the coffin lid, trying to get out.”“You are not going to make it the full 84 days with that attitude,” Brian lectured me.“Trent has already been promoted,” Brian continued. “I am regularly referred to as indispensable in my work reviews. Felix works closely with Ms. Pharos at all times. You seem to be the only one of us having…issues with Havenstone. Hell, they even shot you and you sat back and took it. I doubt your complacent attitude impressed anyone much.”No mention of poor Khalid. How quickly they forget. Trent had been 'promoted’ to Southeast Asia alright. I looked it up; there are around 10,000 islands between Indonesia and the Philippines. Sure some were small spits of land with a few trees. I had little doubt one of the good-sized one was a jungle of a different sort.Certainly Executive Services sent Trent’s belongings somewhere. I’d never tried to find out. What would I have done with the knowledge? Brooke didn’t care and I didn’t know his family. Brian and I went to the same yuppie bar as last time. I was with Brian this time, so I abandoned him as quick as I could.Why? At the far end of the bar, talking the bar-back was my Delivery Girl; aka the person who did the home liquor delivery to Libra’s place. Half way down the bar, she sensed me looking at her. The bar-back followed her gaze. He wasn’t happy with me. DG simply didn’t recognize me so I held up my valise over my groin.Confusion; surprise; acknowledgment that despite our surroundings, I wasn’t worried about being seen with her. She had her hand truck; she had to make a front door delivery this time.“Remember me?” I smiled.“Cáel Nyilas; the Pillow Guy,” she snickered. “How did that work out for you?”The bar-back was broadcasting his displeasure at some upper class shmuck cutting in on his action. DG caught that.“Jason, this is Cáel,” she introduced me. “We last met under unusual circumstances.”“What kind of name is Cáel?” Jason remarked.“An unfortunate one,” I snorted. “You try explaining to your kindergarten teacher that it is 'c-a-e-l’. Of course, I wasn’t 'Bomophoto’ either. She had it worse than I did.”Jason searched me out to see if I was pulling one over on him. I wasn’t. Bomo and I bonded over our linguistic misfortune. She moved to Santa Fe in the third grade. I wonder if she grew up to be hot looking. Oink.“I’ll give you that,” he chuckled. “Why did you get branded?”“Mom was Irish, my Dad was in love with her so I got the cultural emersion, minus the Guinness,” I shrugged. “By the way…” I looked back to the lady.“Katy Lee Baker,” she batted her eyelashes. We shook hands.“How did it go?” I picked up her question. “Sex, chopped fruit, your drinks, more sex and back to the clinic before eleven.”“Have you talked to them since?” Katy inquired somewhat seductively.“Perhaps. I don’t like to kiss and tell,” I evaded.“I’m curious because two of the three arrived five minutes before you did and they appear somewhat unhappy with you right now,” she smirked. “You can look over your shoulder if you don’t believe me.” Sure enough, there was Felix, Brian, Brooke, Libra and…I think her name was Gene. I waved then turned back to my current two conversationalists.“So Jason, what do you like to do?” I asked the guy.“Huh; what? I work,” he replied.“I mean bike, try ethnic food, go to the gym; stuff like that,” I teased him.“I work six days a week…but usually one or two are afternoon shifts. Me and some buddies play some pick-up basketball,” Jason told me.“Great. You’d pick a sport I suck at,” I set the bait. If Jason thought I sucked, he’d invite me to play. That’s how it worked. I was pretty good at basketball considering I’d spent the last four years playing with girls; on the court. Girls play some mean ball. They also didn’t shy away from putting an elbow into my nuts if they felt like it.“I’m not sure I live in a neighborhood you’d be comfortable visiting,” Jason threw up a roadblock. I had him on this one. I showed him my ID. It had the right address; wrong apartment number. “Shit dude, that place is about as rough as my home turf.”“I get paid a quarter million a year to taste test for hexafluoride in Chinese imports,” I joked.“Really?” Katy chuckled.“It’s a growth industry; if you consider tumors to be growth,” I was faux-serious.“Mr.; Cáel,” Jason looked over my shoulder. “I think one of those chicks is about to come over here and kill you. You best hop to it.”“Which one? The brunette, or the russet-colored (Libra)?” I inquired.“The brunette wants attention and the russet wants to push a red hot poker up your ass,” Jason gave me his experienced opinion. Heading over there was going to be 'fun’.“Give me a call some time, Jason. Nice to see you again, Katy Lee,” I waved good-bye.“You know the staff here?” Libra spat.“That was the girl who delivered the liquor to your place, Libra,” I sighed. “I said 'hi’.”“It takes you an awful lot of words to say 'hello’,” Brian gave a false smile. Libra was positioned next to Brian. Her anger with me plus his 'sexy’ put her there.Brooke shifted as I joined their chair-less center table. She was putting enough distance between us to show everyone she was independent yet close enough to give warning signs to other woman that I was in her sights, if not her outright possession. I was better looking than Brooke had counted on. More 'fun’ was coming down the pipeline.Gene was here on another date with Felix, or so she thought. Poor Gene. Felix was most likely an excellent fuck. What she didn’t appreciate was that Felix was not only a competitor, he was the kind of athlete who had to win. Second place was what you called the first loser. Gene was about to be educated in this personal idiocentricity.Now that I was on stage, Felix made his move on Brooke. Gene? He’d let her in on a three-way if he was feeling personally Hernán Cortés-like. Felix had to have Brooke. I hadn’t dumped Brooke, according to Gene, so he wasn’t getting my castoffs; he was stealing my prize. The flaw in this plan was my whole viewpoint on monogamy. I didn’t much care for it. Brooke was a grown woman and could make her own choices.Felix made his move. Damn, he was smooth. He had Brooke wrapped up and pulled tight without Gene even being aware she’d been dumped. Enter the train wreck named Nicole. She was the criminal defense attorney who I’d fucked in a stall in the women’s bathroom of this place. She hadn’t tried to contact me and I hadn’t worried about her. Hook-ups were like that.She’d been close by, respecting Brooke’s signs and not stopping by to say hello. Then Felix launched his master plan and I was suddenly freed up. Nicole had gotten a rough fucking and liked it, I could tell.“Cáel Nyilas,” Nicole swooped in. “How have you been?”“The normal. Menace to society, disrespectful of authority and being annoying to random strangers,” I teased. “You?”“I’m a lawyer fighting the irresistible lure of evil. The usual,” she joked back. “What have you been doing wrong? As I recall, last time you were doing everything right?”Yes, a good dicking indeed. I was going to relate this encounter to Timothy just so he could shoot me with his Nerf gun. He’d shoot me anyway, but it was nice of me to give him an excuse from time to time.“I’ve been sending sexually suggestive letters to ADA Feinstein,” I offered. “Does that count?”“Oh really?” she seemed surprised. “Why don’t you come by my table real quick and let me introduce you to some of my colleagues.” I wasn’t going to be rude.“Gang, this is Nicole,” I introduced her to my table. “She’s an attorney at a prestigious law firm that probably has more dead partners than living ones and offices in Papua New Guinea and a few dozen other places you’ve never heard of. I’ll be right back.”“You are a nut,” Nicole bumped me as we weaved our way to her buddies. “Ladies, this is Cáel Nyilas. I think I mentioned him once.” By the looks on their faces, once had been enough. “This is Zelda, Marsha, Phyllis, and Rivka; Rivka Feinstein, ADA for New York County,” (that’s Manhattan for us hicks).“Ah crap,” I exclaimed. That wasn’t what they expected.“I confess,” I looked at Nicole, “I saw the name in an article on the back of the Village Voice. Sadly, they had R. Feinstein and I stupidly assumed it was a guy.”“Oh my God! You’re gay?” Zelda and Phyllis despaired.“While my life would a whole lot easier if I was, I’m straight; not even bi-curious. My roommate, Timothy; never Tim; is and he was reading it while I was working out. It sort of stuck in my mind,” I admitted.“How did my name come up in conversation?” Rivka inquired.“Cáel is a pathological liar,” Nicole teased me.“Not true,” I protested. “I’m allergic to excessive honesty. That’s totally different.”“I’d like to put you on the witness stand,” Zelda gave me those bedroom eyes.“You and about a 150 other women,” I groaned.“150?” Rivka choked.“Yep. The rest already know I’m guilty,” I muttered.“Are you of weak moral fiber?” Phyllis joined the game. We were all having a blast.“Sorry, but no. I’m saving up for some. Currently I’m without morals…or scruples. Any suggestion which one I should purchase first?”“You are a great guy,” Rivka snickered. “Why aren’t you dating somebody?”“Shall we revisit my lack of morals and scruples?” I answered.“So you are a player?” Nicole nudged me. She wanted to play alright.“How to put this…I’m a wonderful lover and a lousy boyfriend,” I told them.“I was an eighteen year old virgin. In the past four years, I have betrayed every woman I’ve ever dated, save one; my first love,” I explained.“Why didn’t you betray her?” Phyllis prodded. “Don’t tell me she’s dead.”“No, she’s fine,” I replied. “She was the one who told me to date other women.”“That’s harsh,” Zelda commiserated. She thought Kimberly had dumped me.“Oh no,” I corrected her. “We stayed together until I graduated last month. Four of the best years of my life. When she told me to date other women it was because I was killing her. I have a voracious sexual appetite and she was desperate for a full night’s sleep.”“Do you ever go home alone?” Marsha joined in.“Does leaving a woman’s house at 1 a.m. count?” I requested.“Did she throw you out?” Rivka interrogated.“No. She and her sister were exhausted so I picked up my roommate and left,” I exaggerated.“Wait!” Nicole held up her hand. “Sisters…and you told us your roommate was gay?”“Morals and scruples,” I repeated. “See, I was dating one sister and the other sister wanted a date so I talked my gay roommate into being my wingman so I wouldn’t end up sleeping with them both. It didn’t work out so well. The second, older sister was horny, so my guy pretended to pass out.”“Have you ever considered you are a horrible person?” Marsha studied me.“Yes. Not only have I thought about, I’ve been told that a few dozen times. It usually is accompanied by 'I’m going to kill you’, or 'you had better make it up to me’.”“Have you ever been hurt?” Phyllis appeared concerned.“My body is a roadmap of poor decision making,” I responded.“What was the worst thing to ever happen to you?” Rivka grinned. Her ability to be deceptively pretty had to have made her a frightening lawyer.“When they were happening, I was a bit more concerned with what might happen to me as opposed to rating them,” I informed her.“Except for being shot with an arrow, being chased around naked with a hot poker and having my bed dowsed with lighter fluid while I was still in it were probably the worst,” I nodded. “I’ve been stabbed a few times, tasered, occasionally thrown out of a window not on the first floor and had bookcase dropped on me once, so I consider myself a connoisseur of ex-girlfriend vengeance.”“Have you ever been involved with a police proceeding?” Rivka became a tad bit more intense.“Nah,” shook my head. “I had it coming. As you said, I’m kind of a horrible guy.”“Domestic violence is no joking matter,” Nicole also became serious.“That’s unfair,” I countered. “I’m not so slavishly devoted to the law that I’d ruin some girl’s life because I was a total bastard.”“Domestic Violence laws are supposed to protect the innocent from the abusive,” I added. “I haven’t lied to you about my misadventures, but you should understand I chose to handle most of my problems myself. By the looks on your faces, you are about as disappointed in me as the policewoman I am currently seeing. This is who I am and I’m not going to apologize for it.”“Mind you, I’m not some gun-toting, roughneck Libertarian,” I clarified. “I believe in law, order and the justice system. If someone pulls out an AK-47 on me at a corner bodega, I’m making 9-1-1 my bitch on speed-dial. I don’t want to be a hero, or fulfill my organ donor card. I just don’t equate that to a girl kneeing me in the nuts because I slept with her best friend in her lingerie.”There was a pause as the ladies looked around. They were making an assessment of how much trouble I’d cause versus how much fun I would be. They all smiled at me. They always do.“Who was wearing the lingerie?” Zelda smirked.“I’ve worn women’s lingerie before, but it really wasn’t my thing,” I mused.“I’ll go through a lot for good sex,” I winked. “It was my girlfriend’s lingerie on her best friend.”“Wait,” Rivka noted. “Didn’t the best friend know you were dating the first girl?”“Yeah. I’m not sure why that never stops them,” I shrugged. “Around the fifth time I stopped worrying about it.”“Wow, do you have any idea how many women you’ve been with?” Rivka asked.“Do you always use protection?” Phyllis piled on.“Yes; 223 as of Friday. I’m hoping to break 300 before work replaces me with those guys from 'Hamster Dance’,” I told them. “And yes, I always use protection.”“I may not know where my partner has been, but I know where I’ve been and it scares me,” I snickered. “That’s why I always carry ten.”“Ten?” Nicole snorted. “Do you regularly check the expiration date, or are you that ambitious?”“Ambitious? I’d carry more except it’s hard to hide more than ten in a wallet; I’ve tried,” I sighed.“Have you ever run out?” Marsha snickered. Our snickering, chuckling and laughter were drawing stares.“Run out? Hell, I’ve gone door to door in a women’s dormitory at 2 a.m. trying to find some,” I related. “Ran into an old girlfriend doing that.” I slipped into a dreamy smile.“Why do I think that despite it being 2 a.m. in her dorm with you seeking a condom for use with a different woman, she wasn’t pissed?” Rivka giggled.“Oh God no,” I waved off. “She was freaking furious. That was some of the most intense 'I’m lonely and it’s all your fault’ sex I have ever been through.”“You have names for different kinds of sex?” Nicole was almost crying from laughing so hard.“Oh yeah. The first time I run across a different sexual experience, I slap a name on it so when it happens again, I know what to do,” I explained.“Isn’t every woman unique?” Zelda sniffled.“That sounds nice in a love song, but 'no’,” I smiled. “Women, and men, have a finite number things; needs and responses. Women can have different erogenous zones, but there all on the human body. Admittedly, it can be a bit like predicting the weather at times. It is not a perfect system by any means.”“What’s my 'thing’ then?” Nicole taunted. She didn’t think I could do it.“Sex has to be an accomplishment with you, Nicole,” I informed her. “You need to be engaged mentally as much as anything else. You need a poet who runs marathons. Otherwise you end up staring at the ceiling after sex wondering what better use you could have made of your time.”Silence. That was the norm for that kind of revelation. Women hated to be laid bare. They hated being misunderstood even more.“Nicole?” Rivka prodded her friend. Nicole remained silent. I knew that look.“Nicole, I’m bad news. Wouldn’t you prefer to keeps thing simple?” I hoped.I was wrong to hope. I kept praying they would go 'hey, great, mindless sex; let’s not blow it’, but they never did. I hated giving lame erotic encounters, despite the guarantee of anguish that always followed.“We could go out on a date and see how that works?” Nicole offered. Doom.“Cáel Nyilas; I’m in the book and I work for Havenstone Commercial Investments,” I stupidly replied. “You probably have a killer workload were as I spot-check children’s toys for WMDs. Give me a call when you have a night free.” How was it going to turn out? Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex; let’s make a commitment; you cheating fuck-nut! I hate you.Girls weren’t predictable; I was.“Cáel, we are going out to dinner, if you remember who you are supposed to be with,” Libra seethed as she and the others passed Nicole’s table.“Yup, gotta go where I’m not wanted. Nice seeing you again, Nicole,” I grinned. “Ladies, I hope it was a pleasure. It was for me. Good night.”Dinner; was; bad. Felix, hemorrhoid that he was, squashed Gene’s feeble attempts to draw him back to her as he made crystal clear that he was taking Brooke home; to fuck her into Paradise…instead of letting her go home with me. Problem being; Brooke wasn’t mine to take; never had been.For the first time in his life, I thought Brian was about to be screwed. Libra was past uber-bitchy by the fifth glass of wine. Brian held a pair of Jokers and thought he was the boss, like always. Libra had four Queens and would be screaming my name when she orgasmed; Brian was sexually proficient. He was also a misogynist, I was now sure, and Libra was going to make him squeal.Then she was going to grab up her clothes, storm out of Brian’s place and never want to talk with him again. It wasn’t that I was that unforgettable. I was that I knew what she wanted and had given it to her and not getting it Saturday afternoon while Brooke did was frosting her ass. What did that mean for me?For the first time in a long, long time, I was pissed with another guy. Trent really wasn’t worth my time, but Felix was about to cross my here-until-now unforeseen line of what guys did to girls. It was dawning on me that this was the result of me. Someone was doing something wrong to a girl because of me. It wasn’t my fault. Felix was being a jerk.That would be of cold comfort for Brooke. We split up after dinner. I didn’t have the heart to pick up Gene, who was easy prey right then. It was too much like what Felix thought he was doing to me. I took a cab to Havenstone, changed clothing and biked home. I barely had dinner ready for Timothy when he came through the door.“That’s not a look I’m used to seeing,” he remarked.“I should have beaten someone up,” I frowned, “but I didn’t and now some girl; Brooke; is going to have her heart kicked because of it.”“Was it something you did?” Timothy asked.“No. There is this guy at work who is using her to alpha-dog me,” I muttered.“Brooke?” Timothy was confused. “You hardly like her. What a sleaze (Felix). If it was Odette, first I’d slap you around for still being here. Then we’d go get him.”“I’m not even sure why I feel bad about this,” I grunted. “As you said, I hardly like her.”“It is called a conscience, Dimwit,” Timothy snorted. That didn’t help much. Conscience? Man, I’d stop my bike to run across a highway to move a tortoise off the road. I used to feed some of the Bolingbrook wild hares during the winter. I did humiliating crap for charity. I was never mean to a girl; only dishonest and unfaithful.Introspection got me nowhere. I was a cad. I’d been happy to be a cad for four years. I was going to be damned if my post-college life was going to be any different; all 68 remaining days of it. In my bedroom I discovered Odette had moved in during my absence. I doubted Timothy had been ignorant of all the stuff she deposited. What was going on with my life?I woke up when I heard keys in the door. It was a bit past eleven. I got up to check and sure enough, it was Odette. Timothy had given her a key. Odette had lived through a harrowing night, her boss was a dick and some of the customers were pure hell. I cuddled with her on the sofa while she unwound then we went to bed together. We didn’t have sex…(Tuesday)Around 1 a.m. I miraculously found myself awake and alert in bed. Odette was happily dreaming away. Something was gnawing at the back of my mind. I put a name to the emotion and a face to the fear. I called Brooke.“Hey Brooke,” I greeted her eight tries later. She was tired of sending me to voice mail.“What do you want?” she answered in a voice devoid of soul.“Fuck if I know,” I replied. “I suddenly woke up from a sound sleep thinking of you.”“I’m not interested,” she sighed.“I’m going to go out on a limb here. You don’t want to talk to anyone yet you want someone to help you understand what you are going through,” I gambled.That created a tiny tear in her shroud of depression. After five minutes, I got her to give me her address. She told me she wouldn’t answer the door. I told her I at least had to try. That got me to her place, 90 seconds of knocking got me inside and four minutes later, we were lying in bed with her sobbing on my chest.Half an hour later, she offered me sex. I told her to stop tempting me and if she only wanted me for sex, I wanted to be paid in chocolate. She giggled, took a few deep breaths and fell to sleep. Wow, I was in two different women’s beds in one night and not having sex in either. My watch alarm went off at 4:50 a.m. That meant no 'Marilyn’ call tonight.“Mmmm…” Brooke moved toward wakefulness. “Work?”“Afraid so,” I yawned.“We haven’t had sex,” he reminded me. I couldn’t stop being me.“That’s not why I came over here, Brooke,” I rolled onto my side so that our bodies were very close.“Never think I don’t want to have sex with you, but that’s not why I showed up last night,” I continued.“Why did you show up then?” she worried.“I have no clue. I’m like Felix; a player. Listen Brooke, I don’t consider you my woman,” I stated.“We had sex; we are lovers, but we’ve been thrown together by dire misfortune, not out of any common thread,” I reminded her. “I don’t expect you to have any sense of loyalty to me.” That phrase freed her up philosophically. That meant she could fuck me and not feel obliged to consider and discard any future for us because there was no realistic future that socially glued us into any acceptable form.“So I needed a shoulder to cry on and you showed up,” she mused.“Brooke, you are independent and strong-willed. The next guy you chose will be your choice,” I led her along. “Felix though; Felix is a serious player and he felt the need to add you to his list of conquests. I saw it happening and did nothing. Now I feel like crap for sitting back and ignoring the consequences.”“You knew Felix would turn me into a hash mark?” Brooke seemed depressed, not angry.“I knew he was trying to get at me,” I confessed. “He didn’t accept that you and I aren’t an item. A blonde co-worker; a high ranking supervisor actually; treated him like a bug in the communal showers yesterday while keeping close contact with me. Felix had to win. He had to show me he is the top dog.”“And I was the prize?” Brooke moped.“Not to me,” I whispered. Brooke looked hurt. “You are a woman. While you would look delectable in a big red ribbon, that’s not who you are. I don’t keep hash marks. I have a thing called a heart cord and it is solely for my use. Each binding represents a liaison; like a Quipus; an Incan memory knot.”Brooke really didn’t care. It sounded neat, it was romantic and the act was not demeaning to her. I could savor the memory of our encounter as long as I didn’t share it with my buddies. She wasn’t one of 'those’ girls.“You are very intelligent,” she murmured seductively.She didn’t care if I was the reincarnation of Benjamin Franklin, or some schmo in Afghanistan who made his living digging up (hopefully) spent ordinance of battlefields. Smoking hot, sexy, well-educated debutantes like Brooke could fuck finely-sculpted, 'smart’ guys like me. She could delude herself that I was rapidly upwardly mobile. My turn.“Brooke, I don’t want to get mixed up about us,” I evaded. 'Us’? There was no 'us’ and we both knew it. “If I caved in right now, I’m not sure I could forgive myself.” Yes I could.“I just want to feel like someone gives a damn about me,” Brooke whimpered. Good acting. We wrestled around; me trying to leave, but clearly not wanting to, while she physically enticed me.We ended up, me on top, pinning her wrists to either side of her head. Her legs were trapped between mine.“Make it up to me…please,” she pouted. She humped her pelvic bone playfully against my cock. “I know you want to help me out.” Good word usage on her part.“Brooke, this isn’t going to happen,” I gritted my teeth in frustration. Yes, it was going to happen. Her right leg began exerting steady pressure against my 'weak’ left leg. It slowly 'surrendered’ to her advance. Now she had on leg on the outside. My right leg held out a little longer yet Brooke was persistent.Now she could ground her finely groomed landing strip against my pulsating rod. I really, really wanted to fuck her now. I took my hands off her wrists, turned them into fists and placed the beneath each of her underarms.“Damn you,” I cursed her. Brooke was gyrating her crotch all over mine.With her hands released, Brooke could leverage her body up and trap my cockhead between her labia. They were thoroughly soaked with her honey so after my 'capture’ she drew more and more of my length in until I was completely incased. Brooke had won! She knew she’d won. Fuck Felix and his hash marks. I didn’t care so why should she?I made on last energetic yet futile effort to get away. Oddly, Brooke somehow end on top at the end of my exertion. I must be an awful wrestler…“No you don’t,” Brooke purred only millimeters from my lips. “You are not getting away.” That was Brooke tossing good ole Felix under the emotional bus.Felix the Player? She’d chalk it up to too much to drink and the hype being more than the man. How was this possible? Look at her. She’d thrown a known sexual dynamo down on her bed and was working his shaft over every G-spot in her vagina. Brooke still preferred a long, rough fucking to get her off. At the moment, she need reassurance more.Felix most assuredly made Brooke ride him. He kept her perpendicular to his hips and came up to suckle her teats when he wanted to, or watch them bounce as he lay back. He was great at sex, no doubt. The girl had to scream and howl; forgetting every other male she was ever with and making every other guy she’d be with later an automatic failure. To him, that was how he rated success.This resulted in me keeping Brooke close so I could make quick kisses to her very close lips. She’d playfully pull away; to put me in my place and remind me she was in charge; then she’d initiate the kiss. Our love-making was more rhythmic; less frantic. She was getting close.“Next…next time you fuck Felix,” I gasped. “Tell him…”“What makes; makes you think I’d; every sleep with him; again?” Brooke got feisty.“I bet he was good in bed and now that you have his measure,” I assured her. “You can take what pleasure you want and leave.” Brooke liked that. It was the whole independent woman thing.“Won’t you be jealous?” she panted.“I cannot constantly keep up with your sexual desires, Brooke,” I grunted. “I’ve been neglecting Libra.” Oh yeah, Libra. The girl she, Brooke, initially set me up with. Her Vassar classmate.“What about Felix,” she huffed and huffed. She was real close.“Off-handedly comment that he’s developing male pattern baldness,” I grinned. “Just to fuck with his head.” Felix was gorgeous. Better yet, Felix knew he was gorgeous. Hit him where it hurts. Brooke tried to giggle, but the surge of triumph overcame her and off she went. The problem was I was getting close and I didn’t have a condom on.“Brooke,” I inhaled deeply. She’d come to rest on my chest. “I’m about to…”“Oh,” she sighed happily. She reversed to the side as she slithered down my body. My cock went down her throat and I started petting her flank. Brooke wasn’t the very best, but, man o man, she was going to town on my dick.There was no doubt in my mind that her vaginal secretions didn’t bother her. I had to rush the experience because if I was late to work, Constanza make me stand beside the targets while she shot at them. If she was really pissed, she’d have me hold up targets in front me instead. I shot off, Brooke caught it all in her mouth then spit it into two tissues before tossing them in the trash.I caught her look. Trent and now Felix made her swallow. I didn’t care; which was yet another choice Brooke was free to make when making love to me. I jumped her. We had a little, tickle-nibble fight that ended in some kisses. I had to leave and Brooke made sure she was poised extra-sexy the last time I turned around to say goodnight and cut off the lights.“Ah damn,” I moaned before I left. I didn’t really like Brooke yet, by choosing to engage her in sex, I had accepted the task of making her happy. That was the reason Felix and I were going to fight. He’d use another human being to strike at me instead striking at me directly. To me, this was more than low character, it was an insult to my lifestyle.Felix should have checked his baggage at the door. Competing for the same lady was fine; even fun. Picking one to punish another…not cool. I had to think about my response as I barely made it in for my Constanza time. Wisely, I left my baggage at the door. These were firearms we were dealing with; a danger to me and the people around me.I was in my biking outfit today. More looks. The decision was that I’d go for my Glock-22, a 38 Ruger LCR back-up, a South Korean-made shotgun that looked like an M-16 and a very unhealthy looking device called a Heckler & Koch UMP 40 (which I had never even heard of). Wait…it got worse. I was scheduled for knife fighting training at 3 p.m.; every day for the foreseeable future.Constanza didn’t want to help me breath, much less train. That was okay. I left my shirt in the weapons’ room so the second I hit the shooting booth Magical Amazon Fey appeared to impart their wisdom, and body shapes to me. Oh God! I dropped a clip between my feet. The two ladies nearly head-butted in a race to get.The loser frowned. The winner was able to determine my ankles were strong, my calves were implant free; guys do that occasionally, and my thigh was definitely recovering. Without a doubt, my rod was happy to feel her hand. I retrieved my magazine from her unresisting hand. Then I did some shooting. With three clips I proved to be faster yet less accurate, more accurate yet slower and lastly a balance between the two.I wasn’t better than yesterday. It was yesterday. I did marginally worse with the .38 Ruger, better with the shotgun and I had a blast with the H&K. Was I accurate? NO…but this killing machine was loads of fun to fire off a clip at full-auto. According to 'my’ Amazons I looked so adorable pouting when I was told I’d fired off the last magazine. I repeat; loads of fun.Amazons are a dedicated martial culture, I was definitely a delicious male bouncing up and down gleefully while begging 'Fuck Me! Fuck Me!’ Not actually. I was enthusiastically asking for another clip, but I could tell how my words were being echoed inside their brains.“Behave yourself, Male!” Constanza snapped angrily. I fell on my knees, hands presented in supplication.“Please, please, please, please,” I begged.“Oh, give him another magazine,” two of my shooting companions requested.“I can’t believe we are in the same unit,” Constanza sneered, “rubbing against him like over-drunk un-casted.” Hmmm, that probably meant teenagers; before they chose a profession.“Constanza, they are all aggressive, dominant members of the Host,” I rose (verbally) to their defense. “They are not afraid of their sexuality and they are certainly not afraid of me. What are they doing wrong? They are helping me concentrate (totally false) on the task at hand. I would think you would be pleased that I’m receiving such encouragement, meaning you are more likely to succeed at your task.”“You don’t even know why you are here,” she glared.“I imagine you are here for the same reason I am; to serve our superiors,” I replied. “Do you think that I don’t want to sleep in an extra hour…,” I looked to my new buddies, “Okay, I used to want to sleep in that extra hour, but the point is the same.”“These are our hours. Why not make the most of it as opposed to letting the circumstances make us miserable?” I reasoned.“Constanza,” Naomi, the only shooting buddy to give me a name so far, “you are out of line. He is on our side now and he has the battle scars to prove it.”“Never,” Constanza growled out her challenge.“That is not your decision to make,” Naomi met that challenge. “He is down here. He is courageous, loyal and undaunted.”“Besides, if you hate him that much, getting a hunting license for him like the rest of us.”Fantastic (sarcasm), I was popular with Amazonia’s professional military.“Just remember, I get to hunt you ladies right back,” I grinned. They thought that was funny. “If I capture you, you are mine all-weekend long; yummy. Then, on Monday, it’s back to normality and me running for my life.”“Do you really think you can take any of us?” Naomi chuckled. The others laugh. Even Constanza was darkly amused.“Let me see…I was never a Boy Scout, I’m not ex-military, or even a backwoodsman,” I mused. “Still, I never thought I’d be shot with an arrow, or stabbed with a spear either, so I’m actually upbeat about my chances.”“Besides, I’m going to wear a black bear suit as camouflage.” Pause. “Damn it. I probably shouldn’t have told you that,” I grimaced. More chuckles.“I’ve watched um…Dual Survival…most of one episode…I’ve been so lost in the wilderness to the point I couldn’t see the road…I’ve made love to a Park Ranger…I’ve been so drunk that I hunted a grown moose with a ballpeen hammer…that’s about it for me.”“I am going to enjoy being the first one to catch you,” Naomi purred.“Be careful, Naomi,” I cautioned her. “I’m part lemur. It was the same experiment that made Constanza part Tasmanian Devil; those are some cranky-ass bitches.”“Are you really going to run fast?” another Amazon teased me.“Hell yeah,” I nodded as I stood. No extra magazines for me today. “I’m going to pick some compass point and run at it with everything I have.”“You are lying,” Naomi nudged me. They weren’t pissed; this was 'warfare’ thus deception was not only allowed, it was expected.“Without a hint of regret,” smiled at her. We were suddenly really close again. “I may run, I may hide, or I may double back. That is the prey’s advantage.” This was fine to the ladies around me. I was prey. I was fine with being prey. I was having fun being prey which made the promised encounter to be new and exciting.Amazons didn’t hunt turtles; they hunted dangerous things that hunted other things. Was I dangerous? Constanza was a living testimonial of that; the scar just above her left elbow. This didn’t imply respect and acceptance; no way, no how. It was impossible to believe I would ever replace one of…craptastic. Katrina was too damn smart; far smarter than me for sure.I wouldn’t have figured it out this soon except for something Oneida said; 'The Ash Men’. Who were they and why was calling someone that a good thing? A few more live-fires with a bit of instruction. With all the 'sisters’ willing to show me improved stance and firing techniques, Constanza felt the desire to be in another room.As I was finally departing for my real job, an Amazon with clear Amerindian blood, put a hand to my chest before I could exit out the hallway door.“How much of disaster is he?” she asked Naomi. I seriously thought about doing a takedown then I reasoned I really didn’t want to see Traska’s teary-eyed face looking down at my shattered form.“He’s passable for a beginner,” Naomi answered.“What are you talking about?” I protested. “I’m freaking awesome. I point the boom-stick at…whatever you call them…pull that trigger-thingy and the bullets go in a direction that doesn’t hurt me. Honestly, this crap is easy.” The copper chick grabbed my chin quick as a snake.“Your opinion was not solicited,” she menaced, “you ignorant toad-turd.” On second thought; I hit her. I’m pretty quick too. My fist connected with her diaphragm because she was not only not expecting me to lash out, she masked my movements by having her right limb holding my chin. She recoiled, I assumed my boxing stance and Naomi clubbed me down from behind.Let’s not forget who, what and where I was. I was dogpiled, yanked up then had Bitchy Amerindian chick pop me twice in the gut.“You are going to be caned for that,” she hissed.“Fuck you!” I shouted back. Fist to the head. That was going to leave a mark.“I look forward to hearing you scream,” she threatened.“Huh? What? You are still here? Something swished past me and I thought it was you leaving,” I joked.“Do you want to die?” Naomi hissed in my ear.“Let me go and we’ll all find out,” I replied.“Let him go,” Bitchy chick ordered. They let me go. That was not a good sign.“I’m Cáel Nyilas. I; ah…I’m from the Magyars,” I introduced myself.“I don’t care,” she glared.“Fine. Do you want to take this to the mats upstairs, or do you prefer we fight in a room full of firearms?” I asked.“This won’t take long,” she assumed a stance I’d never seen before. I didn’t know its official name, but it had 'pain’ written all over it.“A little room here?” I prodded the five Amazons standing behind me. My important unknown assailant waved them back to the walls. Constanza was livid, so I could already count this as a victory of sorts. My opponent swiveled on the ball of her left foot. It was a feint. I feinted too; I acted like I was going to fight. I ran away as she made her low, sweeping kick.I vaulted the table before she could catch me. Now she had a dilemma. If she came over the top, she’d be limiting her mobility and I was gambling hers was a very fluid style. If she moved around the table…as she did, it gave me time to grab my Glock and some ammo and keep running. I put a bullet in the chamber right as Constanza and her two feminazis drew there 9mms.I was staring down the sight of my .40 S&W Glock at copper chick. Oh, she wasn’t afraid in the least. She was pissed.“Right, or left?” I inquired.“Put the gun down, or you are dead!” Constanza commanded.“I’m confused,” I stated calmly. “Do I do what she says (copper chick); she is clearly someone important, or do I do what you say, Constanza?”“PUT IT DOWN!” Constanza screamed. Copper chick waved the guns down slowly.“Right, or left?” Copper chick inquired. (dead word spoken) St. Marie,“ she gave me her name.Mistress of the Golden Mare had to be something so not good."Right, or l

Women making bad decisions. Cáel to the rescue? What?By FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the podcast at Steamy Stories.-There is nothing wrong being a Lucky Bastard. It is wrong to rely on it-(Monday later)Buffy had finally dismissed me when Katrina summoned me to her office. Ignoring me getting into an altercation…in the Full-Blood gym…yet again, I had a good day. No property damage, lost items, or physically damaged employees. Ragged by most people’s standards, but a good day for me at Havenstone. I still had a chance to walk out under my own power.Katrina motioned me to come to her desk. Upon my arrival, she slid a tablet over to me with a single icon on the screen. I tapped it. Aya’s face appeared as the vid-mail began. She was glowing. There was tent fabric in the background so I had no idea of her geographic location. I didn’t care.“Hey!” she squeaked. “I’m doing great at camp. I met three girls who are as small as me and we’ve formed our own squad; the Fatal Squirts.” I chuckled.I had encouraged her to steal strength from her perceived weaknesses. She had to believe in herself then take that as she built up her skills. I had faith in her when no one else did.“I showed some of my councilors a picture of you. I think you would get into trouble if you came here. I want you to come, but I thought it was only fair to warn my favorite bed-buddy,” she giggled.“Send me a message when you can. I understand there will be a delay as the messages have to be physically delivered. I know you are doing okay. If not, hold off your vengeance until I can return and guard your back. I love you, Cáel. Be well,” she smiled as her picture faded into darkness.“Ah damn,” I whispered. Aya looked good; confident, upbeat and spirited. “Katrina, can I make a message for her right now?” I begged.“Of course,” she gave me an approving tilt of the head. “I think the courier is still in the building.”“Cool. What do I do?” I urged.“Use the webcam; make a message and forward it to my computer,” Katrina told me. “I’ll take it from there.” I made the message, pretty much updating her on my latest exploits with limited editing. Aya was a surprisingly innocent yet worldly 9 year old.Much of that came from being Katrina’s and Desiree’s niece; mainly Katrina’s. It gave her access to tidbits of sensitive data from time to time. Not so much she was a real security threat. Enough so that she got some things confused; like what sex was truly about. I felt in my soul she’d be a great Amazon one day. I didn’t remind her of that much. She had enough pressure for a kid her age.“You are seeing Oneida now?” a frosty voice unnerved me. It was Buffy.“Fuck,” I jumped up. “Damn Buffy, stop sneaking up on me like that, or I’m going to start thinking you are a stalker.”“I am stalking you, Einstein,” Buffy menaced.“I’m glad we got that out of the way,” I rolled my eyes. “Oh look! It’s Daphne coming to my rescue. I am so out of here,” I exulted. I edged passed Buffy, slipped her attempt to grab my arm and raced for the ‘new hires’ at the elevator.“Get back here, you Cock-sucker!” Buffy howled as she chased me down.May miracles never cease. Daphne, Violet and Tigger formed an Amazon (I wasn’t sure if I could consider them 'human’ yet) shield between my frail form and the hulking brute that was Buffy.“Calm down, Buffy,” Daphne pleaded. “He fought Elsa today; again.”“Get out of my way,” Buffy snarled.“Thank God you stopped her,” I huffed to Dora. “I hope to she never finds out that I soaped up Elsa’s entire body while we were sharing a shower together.” Daphne turned and gave me an incredulous look.“Cáel, you are a Dumb-ass,” Daphne sighed. Looking to Buffy as she stood aside. “Have at.”“Are you mental?” Fabiola chimed in. The elevator doors finally opened, Buffy shoved me in and the rest of the posse followed. Helena joined us at the last second.“He’s taunting me,” Buffy responded to Fabiola while using her middle finger to poke my chest. “At this rate I am going to have to devastate a dozen male escorts so I can make it the remaining the 69 more days until he’s mine again.”“Is he really that good?” Paula wondered. Buffy twisted around to confront her.“He hammered me so hard, I thought he’d dislocate my hips. Later, we spent an entire hour, naked, wrapped up in each other’s bodies with no actual penetration; touching, tasting and whispered affections,” Buffy curled her lip. “He’s better than you could possibly imagine.”“You realize we have 27 seconds left, right?” I reminded Buffy.“Really?” Buffy’s head snapped back to me. I nodded and she jumped my bones. She had her hand down my pants, pulling on my rod, and the other grabbing the back of my head to deepen our kiss.For my part, I had my left hand on her breast and the right down the back of her pants, fondling a panty-covered ass cheek. In a culture where you summoned a male, ordered him to perform and he did so the same exact way he’d done a dozen times before, what Buffy and I were doing didn’t make sense.The two of us didn’t give up an ounce of control yet meshed perfectly. Our pleasure was obvious, vocal and we didn’t give a damn about the crowd around us. Buffy and I had created our own little lust-bubble. The chimer went off. We settled down and straightened up our clothes.“Fuck it all; that’s some good dicking,” Buffy mumbled. That was an inside joke between me, Timothy, my big, gay, buff tattoo-artist roommate, and the few women he chose to share that descriptive with; 'a good dicking’. We tumbled out of the elevator.“Is he always like that?” Fabiola mumbled.“He’s a whole lot better with his clothes off,” Buffy sneered at Fabiola. Sometimes I’m a super-selfish bastard; I want life to cut me some slack. Waiting for us was Oneida…in biker clothing. That would have merely been bad, dangerous and creepy except I was dressed in work clothes.I was planning to meet some of the guys (all two of them) for some after-work drinks. The encounter went from not-good to horribly awkward. Oneida had checked up on me, been told how I got to and from work as well as when I left. Unfortunately, she hadn’t checked my social calendar; mainly because I didn’t keep one; sophomore year mistake.If a girl is in your apartment, she will find the thing you don’t want her to find…every single time. I burned my diary and unfriended everybody after that final, hospital-resulting episode.“Hi,” I greeted Oneida. She’d figured out she’d screwed up something fierce. “What bike do you use? I have a Specialized STSE hybrid. Maybe we can use some paths one weekend.”I was trying to diffuse her embarrassment. We were two bikers talking about bikes. Nothing wrong with that.“I have a Specialized Source…” she got out then realized how BAD that sounded. She had the exact same bike as me…how bizarre? Unless you had somebody come down and take a look at what I bicycle I used.Time to save the day.“Do you want to make a date for 6:30 am on Saturday?” I suggested. “Provided this wacky place hasn’t offed, or misplaced me by then.”“Ah; that would be nice,” Oneida rebounded happily. “The date, that is.”“Whoa Oneida, what are you doing with this guy?” Brian derided me as he walked up. I wanted to say, 'Brian, you’ve insulted a princess of the Amazon people. Please continue making an ass of yourself and give Trent and Khalid my regards’. I didn’t.“This is Cáel Nyilas. He’s a real player,” Brian smirked. “You can do better than him.”Oh yeah, Oneida and Brian were co-workers; 'new hires’ in Acquisitions.“Brian, it took you three days to even use my name,” Oneida gave Brian a neutral stare. “I love Cáel. He saved my life and he sees the real me.” For the love of all that’s holy, someone shoot me in the head right now. I could hear the nearly subsonic growls emanating from Buffy.Brian looked at me, laughed and went to put an arm around Oneida’s shoulder. After all, if I could pick her up, it should be effortless for him to take her away, right? Dumb-shit. Laughing at me was okay. Laughing at…then I noticed the two chicks in black leather standing about doing their best (until a second ago) to go unnoticed.Cáel had gotten away with such familiarity because Cáel had risked his life to save their Princess. Brian Fung? He barely knew her name and they worked together. These weren’t even SD chicks; they were something else. My guess was Arinniti House Guard. Did Katrina’s House Epona have a house guard?Sure, I imagine they did. They were probably with the rest of House Epona where ever they lived. It wasn’t like the whole kit and caboodle was here in NYC. That would have been foolish. If Caitlyn, Aya’s mom, had a security issue, she called us at Havenstone HQ, less than four kilometers away. Without a doubt, Elsa would stop by and kick ass for her.I gave Brian this much; he had a working set of eyes. The second those two harbingers of death began closing in, Brian back-pedaled.“Hey Brian, let’s go grab some drinks,” I offered him a graceful exit.“Sounds good,” Brian tried to sound cool.“Oneida, take care,” I nodded to my new romantic stalker. “Ladies,” to my 'new hire’ crew. “Buffy,” to my sometimes boss, “remember you are still hot for a…mature chick.”“You are going die a long, torturous and extremely painful death,” Buffy sizzled.“What? Are you going to make me eat your cooking?” I laughed.Buffy didn’t articulate a counter before Brian and I slipped outside.“Cáel, who was that woman?” Brian whispered.“Which one? You need to be more specific. My erotic malfeasances are terribly confusing.”“The one you insulted,” Brian said. “The last one you insulted,” he clarified.“Buffy. She’s one of my bosses,” I grinned. “She loves me. She’s even promised to play the bagpipes at my funeral. Personally I think that’s because she doesn’t want to risk anyone hearing me pounding on the coffin lid, trying to get out.”“You are not going to make it the full 84 days with that attitude,” Brian lectured me.“Trent has already been promoted,” Brian continued. “I am regularly referred to as indispensable in my work reviews. Felix works closely with Ms. Pharos at all times. You seem to be the only one of us having…issues with Havenstone. Hell, they even shot you and you sat back and took it. I doubt your complacent attitude impressed anyone much.”No mention of poor Khalid. How quickly they forget. Trent had been 'promoted’ to Southeast Asia alright. I looked it up; there are around 10,000 islands between Indonesia and the Philippines. Sure some were small spits of land with a few trees. I had little doubt one of the good-sized one was a jungle of a different sort.Certainly Executive Services sent Trent’s belongings somewhere. I’d never tried to find out. What would I have done with the knowledge? Brooke didn’t care and I didn’t know his family. Brian and I went to the same yuppie bar as last time. I was with Brian this time, so I abandoned him as quick as I could.Why? At the far end of the bar, talking the bar-back was my Delivery Girl; aka the person who did the home liquor delivery to Libra’s place. Half way down the bar, she sensed me looking at her. The bar-back followed her gaze. He wasn’t happy with me. DG simply didn’t recognize me so I held up my valise over my groin.Confusion; surprise; acknowledgment that despite our surroundings, I wasn’t worried about being seen with her. She had her hand truck; she had to make a front door delivery this time.“Remember me?” I smiled.“Cáel Nyilas; the Pillow Guy,” she snickered. “How did that work out for you?”The bar-back was broadcasting his displeasure at some upper class shmuck cutting in on his action. DG caught that.“Jason, this is Cáel,” she introduced me. “We last met under unusual circumstances.”“What kind of name is Cáel?” Jason remarked.“An unfortunate one,” I snorted. “You try explaining to your kindergarten teacher that it is 'c-a-e-l’. Of course, I wasn’t 'Bomophoto’ either. She had it worse than I did.”Jason searched me out to see if I was pulling one over on him. I wasn’t. Bomo and I bonded over our linguistic misfortune. She moved to Santa Fe in the third grade. I wonder if she grew up to be hot looking. Oink.“I’ll give you that,” he chuckled. “Why did you get branded?”“Mom was Irish, my Dad was in love with her so I got the cultural emersion, minus the Guinness,” I shrugged. “By the way…” I looked back to the lady.“Katy Lee Baker,” she batted her eyelashes. We shook hands.“How did it go?” I picked up her question. “Sex, chopped fruit, your drinks, more sex and back to the clinic before eleven.”“Have you talked to them since?” Katy inquired somewhat seductively.“Perhaps. I don’t like to kiss and tell,” I evaded.“I’m curious because two of the three arrived five minutes before you did and they appear somewhat unhappy with you right now,” she smirked. “You can look over your shoulder if you don’t believe me.” Sure enough, there was Felix, Brian, Brooke, Libra and…I think her name was Gene. I waved then turned back to my current two conversationalists.“So Jason, what do you like to do?” I asked the guy.“Huh; what? I work,” he replied.“I mean bike, try ethnic food, go to the gym; stuff like that,” I teased him.“I work six days a week…but usually one or two are afternoon shifts. Me and some buddies play some pick-up basketball,” Jason told me.“Great. You’d pick a sport I suck at,” I set the bait. If Jason thought I sucked, he’d invite me to play. That’s how it worked. I was pretty good at basketball considering I’d spent the last four years playing with girls; on the court. Girls play some mean ball. They also didn’t shy away from putting an elbow into my nuts if they felt like it.“I’m not sure I live in a neighborhood you’d be comfortable visiting,” Jason threw up a roadblock. I had him on this one. I showed him my ID. It had the right address; wrong apartment number. “Shit dude, that place is about as rough as my home turf.”“I get paid a quarter million a year to taste test for hexafluoride in Chinese imports,” I joked.“Really?” Katy chuckled.“It’s a growth industry; if you consider tumors to be growth,” I was faux-serious.“Mr.; Cáel,” Jason looked over my shoulder. “I think one of those chicks is about to come over here and kill you. You best hop to it.”“Which one? The brunette, or the russet-colored (Libra)?” I inquired.“The brunette wants attention and the russet wants to push a red hot poker up your ass,” Jason gave me his experienced opinion. Heading over there was going to be 'fun’.“Give me a call some time, Jason. Nice to see you again, Katy Lee,” I waved good-bye.“You know the staff here?” Libra spat.“That was the girl who delivered the liquor to your place, Libra,” I sighed. “I said 'hi’.”“It takes you an awful lot of words to say 'hello’,” Brian gave a false smile. Libra was positioned next to Brian. Her anger with me plus his 'sexy’ put her there.Brooke shifted as I joined their chair-less center table. She was putting enough distance between us to show everyone she was independent yet close enough to give warning signs to other woman that I was in her sights, if not her outright possession. I was better looking than Brooke had counted on. More 'fun’ was coming down the pipeline.Gene was here on another date with Felix, or so she thought. Poor Gene. Felix was most likely an excellent fuck. What she didn’t appreciate was that Felix was not only a competitor, he was the kind of athlete who had to win. Second place was what you called the first loser. Gene was about to be educated in this personal idiocentricity.Now that I was on stage, Felix made his move on Brooke. Gene? He’d let her in on a three-way if he was feeling personally Hernán Cortés-like. Felix had to have Brooke. I hadn’t dumped Brooke, according to Gene, so he wasn’t getting my castoffs; he was stealing my prize. The flaw in this plan was my whole viewpoint on monogamy. I didn’t much care for it. Brooke was a grown woman and could make her own choices.Felix made his move. Damn, he was smooth. He had Brooke wrapped up and pulled tight without Gene even being aware she’d been dumped. Enter the train wreck named Nicole. She was the criminal defense attorney who I’d fucked in a stall in the women’s bathroom of this place. She hadn’t tried to contact me and I hadn’t worried about her. Hook-ups were like that.She’d been close by, respecting Brooke’s signs and not stopping by to say hello. Then Felix launched his master plan and I was suddenly freed up. Nicole had gotten a rough fucking and liked it, I could tell.“Cáel Nyilas,” Nicole swooped in. “How have you been?”“The normal. Menace to society, disrespectful of authority and being annoying to random strangers,” I teased. “You?”“I’m a lawyer fighting the irresistible lure of evil. The usual,” she joked back. “What have you been doing wrong? As I recall, last time you were doing everything right?”Yes, a good dicking indeed. I was going to relate this encounter to Timothy just so he could shoot me with his Nerf gun. He’d shoot me anyway, but it was nice of me to give him an excuse from time to time.“I’ve been sending sexually suggestive letters to ADA Feinstein,” I offered. “Does that count?”“Oh really?” she seemed surprised. “Why don’t you come by my table real quick and let me introduce you to some of my colleagues.” I wasn’t going to be rude.“Gang, this is Nicole,” I introduced her to my table. “She’s an attorney at a prestigious law firm that probably has more dead partners than living ones and offices in Papua New Guinea and a few dozen other places you’ve never heard of. I’ll be right back.”“You are a nut,” Nicole bumped me as we weaved our way to her buddies. “Ladies, this is Cáel Nyilas. I think I mentioned him once.” By the looks on their faces, once had been enough. “This is Zelda, Marsha, Phyllis, and Rivka; Rivka Feinstein, ADA for New York County,” (that’s Manhattan for us hicks).“Ah crap,” I exclaimed. That wasn’t what they expected.“I confess,” I looked at Nicole, “I saw the name in an article on the back of the Village Voice. Sadly, they had R. Feinstein and I stupidly assumed it was a guy.”“Oh my God! You’re gay?” Zelda and Phyllis despaired.“While my life would a whole lot easier if I was, I’m straight; not even bi-curious. My roommate, Timothy; never Tim; is and he was reading it while I was working out. It sort of stuck in my mind,” I admitted.“How did my name come up in conversation?” Rivka inquired.“Cáel is a pathological liar,” Nicole teased me.“Not true,” I protested. “I’m allergic to excessive honesty. That’s totally different.”“I’d like to put you on the witness stand,” Zelda gave me those bedroom eyes.“You and about a 150 other women,” I groaned.“150?” Rivka choked.“Yep. The rest already know I’m guilty,” I muttered.“Are you of weak moral fiber?” Phyllis joined the game. We were all having a blast.“Sorry, but no. I’m saving up for some. Currently I’m without morals…or scruples. Any suggestion which one I should purchase first?”“You are a great guy,” Rivka snickered. “Why aren’t you dating somebody?”“Shall we revisit my lack of morals and scruples?” I answered.“So you are a player?” Nicole nudged me. She wanted to play alright.“How to put this…I’m a wonderful lover and a lousy boyfriend,” I told them.“I was an eighteen year old virgin. In the past four years, I have betrayed every woman I’ve ever dated, save one; my first love,” I explained.“Why didn’t you betray her?” Phyllis prodded. “Don’t tell me she’s dead.”“No, she’s fine,” I replied. “She was the one who told me to date other women.”“That’s harsh,” Zelda commiserated. She thought Kimberly had dumped me.“Oh no,” I corrected her. “We stayed together until I graduated last month. Four of the best years of my life. When she told me to date other women it was because I was killing her. I have a voracious sexual appetite and she was desperate for a full night’s sleep.”“Do you ever go home alone?” Marsha joined in.“Does leaving a woman’s house at 1 a.m. count?” I requested.“Did she throw you out?” Rivka interrogated.“No. She and her sister were exhausted so I picked up my roommate and left,” I exaggerated.“Wait!” Nicole held up her hand. “Sisters…and you told us your roommate was gay?”“Morals and scruples,” I repeated. “See, I was dating one sister and the other sister wanted a date so I talked my gay roommate into being my wingman so I wouldn’t end up sleeping with them both. It didn’t work out so well. The second, older sister was horny, so my guy pretended to pass out.”“Have you ever considered you are a horrible person?” Marsha studied me.“Yes. Not only have I thought about, I’ve been told that a few dozen times. It usually is accompanied by 'I’m going to kill you’, or 'you had better make it up to me’.”“Have you ever been hurt?” Phyllis appeared concerned.“My body is a roadmap of poor decision making,” I responded.“What was the worst thing to ever happen to you?” Rivka grinned. Her ability to be deceptively pretty had to have made her a frightening lawyer.“When they were happening, I was a bit more concerned with what might happen to me as opposed to rating them,” I informed her.“Except for being shot with an arrow, being chased around naked with a hot poker and having my bed dowsed with lighter fluid while I was still in it were probably the worst,” I nodded. “I’ve been stabbed a few times, tasered, occasionally thrown out of a window not on the first floor and had bookcase dropped on me once, so I consider myself a connoisseur of ex-girlfriend vengeance.”“Have you ever been involved with a police proceeding?” Rivka became a tad bit more intense.“Nah,” shook my head. “I had it coming. As you said, I’m kind of a horrible guy.”“Domestic violence is no joking matter,” Nicole also became serious.“That’s unfair,” I countered. “I’m not so slavishly devoted to the law that I’d ruin some girl’s life because I was a total bastard.”“Domestic Violence laws are supposed to protect the innocent from the abusive,” I added. “I haven’t lied to you about my misadventures, but you should understand I chose to handle most of my problems myself. By the looks on your faces, you are about as disappointed in me as the policewoman I am currently seeing. This is who I am and I’m not going to apologize for it.”“Mind you, I’m not some gun-toting, roughneck Libertarian,” I clarified. “I believe in law, order and the justice system. If someone pulls out an AK-47 on me at a corner bodega, I’m making 9-1-1 my bitch on speed-dial. I don’t want to be a hero, or fulfill my organ donor card. I just don’t equate that to a girl kneeing me in the nuts because I slept with her best friend in her lingerie.”There was a pause as the ladies looked around. They were making an assessment of how much trouble I’d cause versus how much fun I would be. They all smiled at me. They always do.“Who was wearing the lingerie?” Zelda smirked.“I’ve worn women’s lingerie before, but it really wasn’t my thing,” I mused.“I’ll go through a lot for good sex,” I winked. “It was my girlfriend’s lingerie on her best friend.”“Wait,” Rivka noted. “Didn’t the best friend know you were dating the first girl?”“Yeah. I’m not sure why that never stops them,” I shrugged. “Around the fifth time I stopped worrying about it.”“Wow, do you have any idea how many women you’ve been with?” Rivka asked.“Do you always use protection?” Phyllis piled on.“Yes; 223 as of Friday. I’m hoping to break 300 before work replaces me with those guys from 'Hamster Dance’,” I told them. “And yes, I always use protection.”“I may not know where my partner has been, but I know where I’ve been and it scares me,” I snickered. “That’s why I always carry ten.”“Ten?” Nicole snorted. “Do you regularly check the expiration date, or are you that ambitious?”“Ambitious? I’d carry more except it’s hard to hide more than ten in a wallet; I’ve tried,” I sighed.“Have you ever run out?” Marsha snickered. Our snickering, chuckling and laughter were drawing stares.“Run out? Hell, I’ve gone door to door in a women’s dormitory at 2 a.m. trying to find some,” I related. “Ran into an old girlfriend doing that.” I slipped into a dreamy smile.“Why do I think that despite it being 2 a.m. in her dorm with you seeking a condom for use with a different woman, she wasn’t pissed?” Rivka giggled.“Oh God no,” I waved off. “She was freaking furious. That was some of the most intense 'I’m lonely and it’s all your fault’ sex I have ever been through.”“You have names for different kinds of sex?” Nicole was almost crying from laughing so hard.“Oh yeah. The first time I run across a different sexual experience, I slap a name on it so when it happens again, I know what to do,” I explained.“Isn’t every woman unique?” Zelda sniffled.“That sounds nice in a love song, but 'no’,” I smiled. “Women, and men, have a finite number things; needs and responses. Women can have different erogenous zones, but there all on the human body. Admittedly, it can be a bit like predicting the weather at times. It is not a perfect system by any means.”“What’s my 'thing’ then?” Nicole taunted. She didn’t think I could do it.“Sex has to be an accomplishment with you, Nicole,” I informed her. “You need to be engaged mentally as much as anything else. You need a poet who runs marathons. Otherwise you end up staring at the ceiling after sex wondering what better use you could have made of your time.”Silence. That was the norm for that kind of revelation. Women hated to be laid bare. They hated being misunderstood even more.“Nicole?” Rivka prodded her friend. Nicole remained silent. I knew that look.“Nicole, I’m bad news. Wouldn’t you prefer to keeps thing simple?” I hoped.I was wrong to hope. I kept praying they would go 'hey, great, mindless sex; let’s not blow it’, but they never did. I hated giving lame erotic encounters, despite the guarantee of anguish that always followed.“We could go out on a date and see how that works?” Nicole offered. Doom.“Cáel Nyilas; I’m in the book and I work for Havenstone Commercial Investments,” I stupidly replied. “You probably have a killer workload were as I spot-check children’s toys for WMDs. Give me a call when you have a night free.” How was it going to turn out? Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex; let’s make a commitment; you cheating fuck-nut! I hate you.Girls weren’t predictable; I was.“Cáel, we are going out to dinner, if you remember who you are supposed to be with,” Libra seethed as she and the others passed Nicole’s table.“Yup, gotta go where I’m not wanted. Nice seeing you again, Nicole,” I grinned. “Ladies, I hope it was a pleasure. It was for me. Good night.”Dinner; was; bad. Felix, hemorrhoid that he was, squashed Gene’s feeble attempts to draw him back to her as he made crystal clear that he was taking Brooke home; to fuck her into Paradise…instead of letting her go home with me. Problem being; Brooke wasn’t mine to take; never had been.For the first time in his life, I thought Brian was about to be screwed. Libra was past uber-bitchy by the fifth glass of wine. Brian held a pair of Jokers and thought he was the boss, like always. Libra had four Queens and would be screaming my name when she orgasmed; Brian was sexually proficient. He was also a misogynist, I was now sure, and Libra was going to make him squeal.Then she was going to grab up her clothes, storm out of Brian’s place and never want to talk with him again. It wasn’t that I was that unforgettable. I was that I knew what she wanted and had given it to her and not getting it Saturday afternoon while Brooke did was frosting her ass. What did that mean for me?For the first time in a long, long time, I was pissed with another guy. Trent really wasn’t worth my time, but Felix was about to cross my here-until-now unforeseen line of what guys did to girls. It was dawning on me that this was the result of me. Someone was doing something wrong to a girl because of me. It wasn’t my fault. Felix was being a jerk.That would be of cold comfort for Brooke. We split up after dinner. I didn’t have the heart to pick up Gene, who was easy prey right then. It was too much like what Felix thought he was doing to me. I took a cab to Havenstone, changed clothing and biked home. I barely had dinner ready for Timothy when he came through the door.“That’s not a look I’m used to seeing,” he remarked.“I should have beaten someone up,” I frowned, “but I didn’t and now some girl; Brooke; is going to have her heart kicked because of it.”“Was it something you did?” Timothy asked.“No. There is this guy at work who is using her to alpha-dog me,” I muttered.“Brooke?” Timothy was confused. “You hardly like her. What a sleaze (Felix). If it was Odette, first I’d slap you around for still being here. Then we’d go get him.”“I’m not even sure why I feel bad about this,” I grunted. “As you said, I hardly like her.”“It is called a conscience, Dimwit,” Timothy snorted. That didn’t help much. Conscience? Man, I’d stop my bike to run across a highway to move a tortoise off the road. I used to feed some of the Bolingbrook wild hares during the winter. I did humiliating crap for charity. I was never mean to a girl; only dishonest and unfaithful.Introspection got me nowhere. I was a cad. I’d been happy to be a cad for four years. I was going to be damned if my post-college life was going to be any different; all 68 remaining days of it. In my bedroom I discovered Odette had moved in during my absence. I doubted Timothy had been ignorant of all the stuff she deposited. What was going on with my life?I woke up when I heard keys in the door. It was a bit past eleven. I got up to check and sure enough, it was Odette. Timothy had given her a key. Odette had lived through a harrowing night, her boss was a dick and some of the customers were pure hell. I cuddled with her on the sofa while she unwound then we went to bed together. We didn’t have sex…(Tuesday)Around 1 a.m. I miraculously found myself awake and alert in bed. Odette was happily dreaming away. Something was gnawing at the back of my mind. I put a name to the emotion and a face to the fear. I called Brooke.“Hey Brooke,” I greeted her eight tries later. She was tired of sending me to voice mail.“What do you want?” she answered in a voice devoid of soul.“Fuck if I know,” I replied. “I suddenly woke up from a sound sleep thinking of you.”“I’m not interested,” she sighed.“I’m going to go out on a limb here. You don’t want to talk to anyone yet you want someone to help you understand what you are going through,” I gambled.That created a tiny tear in her shroud of depression. After five minutes, I got her to give me her address. She told me she wouldn’t answer the door. I told her I at least had to try. That got me to her place, 90 seconds of knocking got me inside and four minutes later, we were lying in bed with her sobbing on my chest.Half an hour later, she offered me sex. I told her to stop tempting me and if she only wanted me for sex, I wanted to be paid in chocolate. She giggled, took a few deep breaths and fell to sleep. Wow, I was in two different women’s beds in one night and not having sex in either. My watch alarm went off at 4:50 a.m. That meant no 'Marilyn’ call tonight.“Mmmm…” Brooke moved toward wakefulness. “Work?”“Afraid so,” I yawned.“We haven’t had sex,” he reminded me. I couldn’t stop being me.“That’s not why I came over here, Brooke,” I rolled onto my side so that our bodies were very close.“Never think I don’t want to have sex with you, but that’s not why I showed up last night,” I continued.“Why did you show up then?” she worried.“I have no clue. I’m like Felix; a player. Listen Brooke, I don’t consider you my woman,” I stated.“We had sex; we are lovers, but we’ve been thrown together by dire misfortune, not out of any common thread,” I reminded her. “I don’t expect you to have any sense of loyalty to me.” That phrase freed her up philosophically. That meant she could fuck me and not feel obliged to consider and discard any future for us because there was no realistic future that socially glued us into any acceptable form.“So I needed a shoulder to cry on and you showed up,” she mused.“Brooke, you are independent and strong-willed. The next guy you chose will be your choice,” I led her along. “Felix though; Felix is a serious player and he felt the need to add you to his list of conquests. I saw it happening and did nothing. Now I feel like crap for sitting back and ignoring the consequences.”“You knew Felix would turn me into a hash mark?” Brooke seemed depressed, not angry.“I knew he was trying to get at me,” I confessed. “He didn’t accept that you and I aren’t an item. A blonde co-worker; a high ranking supervisor actually; treated him like a bug in the communal showers yesterday while keeping close contact with me. Felix had to win. He had to show me he is the top dog.”“And I was the prize?” Brooke moped.“Not to me,” I whispered. Brooke looked hurt. “You are a woman. While you would look delectable in a big red ribbon, that’s not who you are. I don’t keep hash marks. I have a thing called a heart cord and it is solely for my use. Each binding represents a liaison; like a Quipus; an Incan memory knot.”Brooke really didn’t care. It sounded neat, it was romantic and the act was not demeaning to her. I could savor the memory of our encounter as long as I didn’t share it with my buddies. She wasn’t one of 'those’ girls.“You are very intelligent,” she murmured seductively.She didn’t care if I was the reincarnation of Benjamin Franklin, or some schmo in Afghanistan who made his living digging up (hopefully) spent ordinance of battlefields. Smoking hot, sexy, well-educated debutantes like Brooke could fuck finely-sculpted, 'smart’ guys like me. She could delude herself that I was rapidly upwardly mobile. My turn.“Brooke, I don’t want to get mixed up about us,” I evaded. 'Us’? There was no 'us’ and we both knew it. “If I caved in right now, I’m not sure I could forgive myself.” Yes I could.“I just want to feel like someone gives a damn about me,” Brooke whimpered. Good acting. We wrestled around; me trying to leave, but clearly not wanting to, while she physically enticed me.We ended up, me on top, pinning her wrists to either side of her head. Her legs were trapped between mine.“Make it up to me…please,” she pouted. She humped her pelvic bone playfully against my cock. “I know you want to help me out.” Good word usage on her part.“Brooke, this isn’t going to happen,” I gritted my teeth in frustration. Yes, it was going to happen. Her right leg began exerting steady pressure against my 'weak’ left leg. It slowly 'surrendered’ to her advance. Now she had on leg on the outside. My right leg held out a little longer yet Brooke was persistent.Now she could ground her finely groomed landing strip against my pulsating rod. I really, really wanted to fuck her now. I took my hands off her wrists, turned them into fists and placed the beneath each of her underarms.“Damn you,” I cursed her. Brooke was gyrating her crotch all over mine.With her hands released, Brooke could leverage her body up and trap my cockhead between her labia. They were thoroughly soaked with her honey so after my 'capture’ she drew more and more of my length in until I was completely incased. Brooke had won! She knew she’d won. Fuck Felix and his hash marks. I didn’t care so why should she?I made on last energetic yet futile effort to get away. Oddly, Brooke somehow end on top at the end of my exertion. I must be an awful wrestler…“No you don’t,” Brooke purred only millimeters from my lips. “You are not getting away.” That was Brooke tossing good ole Felix under the emotional bus.Felix the Player? She’d chalk it up to too much to drink and the hype being more than the man. How was this possible? Look at her. She’d thrown a known sexual dynamo down on her bed and was working his shaft over every G-spot in her vagina. Brooke still preferred a long, rough fucking to get her off. At the moment, she need reassurance more.Felix most assuredly made Brooke ride him. He kept her perpendicular to his hips and came up to suckle her teats when he wanted to, or watch them bounce as he lay back. He was great at sex, no doubt. The girl had to scream and howl; forgetting every other male she was ever with and making every other guy she’d be with later an automatic failure. To him, that was how he rated success.This resulted in me keeping Brooke close so I could make quick kisses to her very close lips. She’d playfully pull away; to put me in my place and remind me she was in charge; then she’d initiate the kiss. Our love-making was more rhythmic; less frantic. She was getting close.“Next…next time you fuck Felix,” I gasped. “Tell him…”“What makes; makes you think I’d; every sleep with him; again?” Brooke got feisty.“I bet he was good in bed and now that you have his measure,” I assured her. “You can take what pleasure you want and leave.” Brooke liked that. It was the whole independent woman thing.“Won’t you be jealous?” she panted.“I cannot constantly keep up with your sexual desires, Brooke,” I grunted. “I’ve been neglecting Libra.” Oh yeah, Libra. The girl she, Brooke, initially set me up with. Her Vassar classmate.“What about Felix,” she huffed and huffed. She was real close.“Off-handedly comment that he’s developing male pattern baldness,” I grinned. “Just to fuck with his head.” Felix was gorgeous. Better yet, Felix knew he was gorgeous. Hit him where it hurts. Brooke tried to giggle, but the surge of triumph overcame her and off she went. The problem was I was getting close and I didn’t have a condom on.“Brooke,” I inhaled deeply. She’d come to rest on my chest. “I’m about to…”“Oh,” she sighed happily. She reversed to the side as she slithered down my body. My cock went down her throat and I started petting her flank. Brooke wasn’t the very best, but, man o man, she was going to town on my dick.There was no doubt in my mind that her vaginal secretions didn’t bother her. I had to rush the experience because if I was late to work, Constanza make me stand beside the targets while she shot at them. If she was really pissed, she’d have me hold up targets in front me instead. I shot off, Brooke caught it all in her mouth then spit it into two tissues before tossing them in the trash.I caught her look. Trent and now Felix made her swallow. I didn’t care; which was yet another choice Brooke was free to make when making love to me. I jumped her. We had a little, tickle-nibble fight that ended in some kisses. I had to leave and Brooke made sure she was poised extra-sexy the last time I turned around to say goodnight and cut off the lights.“Ah damn,” I moaned before I left. I didn’t really like Brooke yet, by choosing to engage her in sex, I had accepted the task of making her happy. That was the reason Felix and I were going to fight. He’d use another human being to strike at me instead striking at me directly. To me, this was more than low character, it was an insult to my lifestyle.Felix should have checked his baggage at the door. Competing for the same lady was fine; even fun. Picking one to punish another…not cool. I had to think about my response as I barely made it in for my Constanza time. Wisely, I left my baggage at the door. These were firearms we were dealing with; a danger to me and the people around me.I was in my biking outfit today. More looks. The decision was that I’d go for my Glock-22, a 38 Ruger LCR back-up, a South Korean-made shotgun that looked like an M-16 and a very unhealthy looking device called a Heckler & Koch UMP 40 (which I had never even heard of). Wait…it got worse. I was scheduled for knife fighting training at 3 p.m.; every day for the foreseeable future.Constanza didn’t want to help me breath, much less train. That was okay. I left my shirt in the weapons’ room so the second I hit the shooting booth Magical Amazon Fey appeared to impart their wisdom, and body shapes to me. Oh God! I dropped a clip between my feet. The two ladies nearly head-butted in a race to get.The loser frowned. The winner was able to determine my ankles were strong, my calves were implant free; guys do that occasionally, and my thigh was definitely recovering. Without a doubt, my rod was happy to feel her hand. I retrieved my magazine from her unresisting hand. Then I did some shooting. With three clips I proved to be faster yet less accurate, more accurate yet slower and lastly a balance between the two.I wasn’t better than yesterday. It was yesterday. I did marginally worse with the .38 Ruger, better with the shotgun and I had a blast with the H&K. Was I accurate? NO…but this killing machine was loads of fun to fire off a clip at full-auto. According to 'my’ Amazons I looked so adorable pouting when I was told I’d fired off the last magazine. I repeat; loads of fun.Amazons are a dedicated martial culture, I was definitely a delicious male bouncing up and down gleefully while begging 'Fuck Me! Fuck Me!’ Not actually. I was enthusiastically asking for another clip, but I could tell how my words were being echoed inside their brains.“Behave yourself, Male!” Constanza snapped angrily. I fell on my knees, hands presented in supplication.“Please, please, please, please,” I begged.“Oh, give him another magazine,” two of my shooting companions requested.“I can’t believe we are in the same unit,” Constanza sneered, “rubbing against him like over-drunk un-casted.” Hmmm, that probably meant teenagers; before they chose a profession.“Constanza, they are all aggressive, dominant members of the Host,” I rose (verbally) to their defense. “They are not afraid of their sexuality and they are certainly not afraid of me. What are they doing wrong? They are helping me concentrate (totally false) on the task at hand. I would think you would be pleased that I’m receiving such encouragement, meaning you are more likely to succeed at your task.”“You don’t even know why you are here,” she glared.“I imagine you are here for the same reason I am; to serve our superiors,” I replied. “Do you think that I don’t want to sleep in an extra hour…,” I looked to my new buddies, “Okay, I used to want to sleep in that extra hour, but the point is the same.”“These are our hours. Why not make the most of it as opposed to letting the circumstances make us miserable?” I reasoned.“Constanza,” Naomi, the only shooting buddy to give me a name so far, “you are out of line. He is on our side now and he has the battle scars to prove it.”“Never,” Constanza growled out her challenge.“That is not your decision to make,” Naomi met that challenge. “He is down here. He is courageous, loyal and undaunted.”“Besides, if you hate him that much, getting a hunting license for him like the rest of us.”Fantastic (sarcasm), I was popular with Amazonia’s professional military.“Just remember, I get to hunt you ladies right back,” I grinned. They thought that was funny. “If I capture you, you are mine all-weekend long; yummy. Then, on Monday, it’s back to normality and me running for my life.”“Do you really think you can take any of us?” Naomi chuckled. The others laugh. Even Constanza was darkly amused.“Let me see…I was never a Boy Scout, I’m not ex-military, or even a backwoodsman,” I mused. “Still, I never thought I’d be shot with an arrow, or stabbed with a spear either, so I’m actually upbeat about my chances.”“Besides, I’m going to wear a black bear suit as camouflage.” Pause. “Damn it. I probably shouldn’t have told you that,” I grimaced. More chuckles.“I’ve watched um…Dual Survival…most of one episode…I’ve been so lost in the wilderness to the point I couldn’t see the road…I’ve made love to a Park Ranger…I’ve been so drunk that I hunted a grown moose with a ballpeen hammer…that’s about it for me.”“I am going to enjoy being the first one to catch you,” Naomi purred.“Be careful, Naomi,” I cautioned her. “I’m part lemur. It was the same experiment that made Constanza part Tasmanian Devil; those are some cranky-ass bitches.”“Are you really going to run fast?” another Amazon teased me.“Hell yeah,” I nodded as I stood. No extra magazines for me today. “I’m going to pick some compass point and run at it with everything I have.”“You are lying,” Naomi nudged me. They weren’t pissed; this was 'warfare’ thus deception was not only allowed, it was expected.“Without a hint of regret,” smiled at her. We were suddenly really close again. “I may run, I may hide, or I may double back. That is the prey’s advantage.” This was fine to the ladies around me. I was prey. I was fine with being prey. I was having fun being prey which made the promised encounter to be new and exciting.Amazons didn’t hunt turtles; they hunted dangerous things that hunted other things. Was I dangerous? Constanza was a living testimonial of that; the scar just above her left elbow. This didn’t imply respect and acceptance; no way, no how. It was impossible to believe I would ever replace one of…craptastic. Katrina was too damn smart; far smarter than me for sure.I wouldn’t have figured it out this soon except for something Oneida said; 'The Ash Men’. Who were they and why was calling someone that a good thing? A few more live-fires with a bit of instruction. With all the 'sisters’ willing to show me improved stance and firing techniques, Constanza felt the desire to be in another room.As I was finally departing for my real job, an Amazon with clear Amerindian blood, put a hand to my chest before I could exit out the hallway door.“How much of disaster is he?” she asked Naomi. I seriously thought about doing a takedown then I reasoned I really didn’t want to see Traska’s teary-eyed face looking down at my shattered form.“He’s passable for a beginner,” Naomi answered.“What are you talking about?” I protested. “I’m freaking awesome. I point the boom-stick at…whatever you call them…pull that trigger-thingy and the bullets go in a direction that doesn’t hurt me. Honestly, this crap is easy.” The copper chick grabbed my chin quick as a snake.“Your opinion was not solicited,” she menaced, “you ignorant toad-turd.” On second thought; I hit her. I’m pretty quick too. My fist connected with her diaphragm because she was not only not expecting me to lash out, she masked my movements by having her right limb holding my chin. She recoiled, I assumed my boxing stance and Naomi clubbed me down from behind.Let’s not forget who, what and where I was. I was dogpiled, yanked up then had Bitchy Amerindian chick pop me twice in the gut.“You are going to be caned for that,” she hissed.“Fuck you!” I shouted back. Fist to the head. That was going to leave a mark.“I look forward to hearing you scream,” she threatened.“Huh? What? You are still here? Something swished past me and I thought it was you leaving,” I joked.“Do you want to die?” Naomi hissed in my ear.“Let me go and we’ll all find out,” I replied.“Let him go,” Bitchy chick ordered. They let me go. That was not a good sign.“I’m Cáel Nyilas. I; ah…I’m from the Magyars,” I introduced myself.“I don’t care,” she glared.“Fine. Do you want to take this to the mats upstairs, or do you prefer we fight in a room full of firearms?” I asked.“This won’t take long,” she assumed a stance I’d never seen before. I didn’t know its official name, but it had 'pain’ written all over it.“A little room here?” I prodded the five Amazons standing behind me. My important unknown assailant waved them back to the walls. Constanza was livid, so I could already count this as a victory of sorts. My opponent swiveled on the ball of her left foot. It was a feint. I feinted too; I acted like I was going to fight. I ran away as she made her low, sweeping kick.I vaulted the table before she could catch me. Now she had a dilemma. If she came over the top, she’d be limiting her mobility and I was gambling hers was a very fluid style. If she moved around the table…as she did, it gave me time to grab my Glock and some ammo and keep running. I put a bullet in the chamber right as Constanza and her two feminazis drew there 9mms.I was staring down the sight of my .40 S&W Glock at copper chick. Oh, she wasn’t afraid in the least. She was pissed.“Right, or left?” I inquired.“Put the gun down, or you are dead!” Constanza commanded.“I’m confused,” I stated calmly. “Do I do what she says (copper chick); she is clearly someone important, or do I do what you say, Constanza?”“PUT IT DOWN!” Constanza screamed. Copper chick waved the guns down slowly.“Right, or left?” Copper chick inquired. (dead word spoken) St. Marie,“ she gave me her name.Mistress of the Golden Mare had to be something so not good."Right, or l

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Annoy me with all your heart. (Part 12)- A Spring Break 13-part Novel.Annoy Me with all your heart.By FinalStand. The player above contains the intro section. Listen to the complete episode by clicking here, at Steamy Stories. “Come here, Mercy,” Rio coaxed, “On your back, my little slut, and spread those legs.” I wished I could see what she was up to because soon Mercy was moaning and gurgling all over the place.“Please, Rio,” Mercy pleaded, “please, ”“Do you like that?” Rio teased. “Wiggle that ass for me, then, Baby.”“Ah, oh, Rio, I love you,” Mercy moaned. SMACK!“None of that, you skank,” Rio snapped. “You are my toy, nothing more.”“Yes,” sobbed Mercy.“Good girl,” Rio responded. Mercy gave off a hiccup, then a gasp of pleasure. “You know you are my tight-ass whore; right?” Her victim lurched and moaned several more times.“Yes, yes, I understand,” Mercy gasped. “I'm yours, whenever, you want.” SMACK!“Good girl. Now shake that ass, Bitch,” Rio continued. Mercy began making choking, sobbing sounds. “Don't you dare cum until you get me off. Work that tongue like you mean it.” I could now visualize Rio and Mercy in a sixty-nine, Rio on top, with a dildo up Mercy's butt.While figuring that out, I almost missed Iona starting to spasm on my face. I could feel her vagina contracting on my tongue. One hand was yanking and releasing my hair while the fingernails on the other dug into my shoulder. I moved my tongue and latched onto her clit with my lips and sucked on it for all I was worth.“Ah, oh, oh, oh, ZANE!!!!!” Iona screamed. Her fluids dripped over my nose, into my mouth, and down my chin, but that wasn't my problem. My problem was that Iona's body was convulsing, bending her backward toward the head of the bed and me forward into Barbie Lynn. Of course, if I couldn't stop Iona's progress, she'd topple onto Barbie Lynn too.“Oh, Godfuckdamn!” Barbie exploded as I rammed my full length into her inadvertently. “Jesus, love, ” which was cut off by her orgasm taking over. Her anal muscles constricted and that was it for me. Hot semen shot down Barbie's gut, causing her to scream even louder. My whole body was trembling from my ejaculation, plus the strain the two women were putting on me.Somehow I hung on long enough for Iona to reach behind her, catching the headboard, while Barbie Lynn extended her arms up to brace Iona from tumbling over.“Fuck, yeah, that's what I'm talking about,” Rio laughed. “Mercy, you can come now.”“Uh, uh, thank, oh, God,” Mercy gasped out. “Rio, Um, ugh,” she choked out before she buried her face into Rio's pussy and muffled further expressions of ecstasy.“Gurr,” Rio growled, before burying her face into the top of Mercy's thigh. I figured by Mercy's thrashing that Rio took a bit of a nip out of her playmate's flesh. In a shuddering heap of sweaty flesh, Iona, Barbie Lynn, and I flopped onto the bed without anyone being crushed. They lay there while I remained on my knees.“Damn,” Valerie chuckled, “I feel like a virgin all over again.”“Hell, I need to take a shower and I just sat here,” Gorman agreed. I moved between Barbie Lynn and Iona. “Fuck, he's still hard.”“Zane's like that,” Barbie Lynn laughed between gasps of breath. “He's always hard after the first round, God bless his soul.”Iona snuggled into me, kissing my chest between gulps of air.“It's only been thirty minutes,” Iona sighed. “We'll let him recharge a little bit before going at him again.”“Yes, my butt hurts,” Barbie Lynn added. “I won't be ready for, say an hour.”Rio dismounted Mercy and rolled next to Barbie Lynn.“Mercy, get up here and kiss me, damn it,” Rio breathed huskily. Mercy staggered around on all fours and crawled up Rio's body until she straddled her. A dreamy smile on her face, Mercy went to kiss Rio on the lips but Rio stopped her.“No, you don't, you cunt,” Rio chastised her. “Here,” she indicated her chin. Mercy kissed it. Rio then led Mercy on a slow quest over her nose, cheeks, earlobe, and finally the lips. Rio grabbed Mercy's hips and pulled the older girl down on top of her.“Okay, I have to ask; how did Rio end up in bed with Mercy? Mercy is one of my better martial artists and Rio is, well, Rio, kind of an annoying little twerp,” Gorman wondered.“I won her playing bingo,” was Rio's smarmy comeback.“They developed a relationship when you put her in our path,” I was a bit more honest. “Mercy discovered something about herself and someone in Rio who could satisfy her needs.” To emphasize the point, Rio spanked Mercy's ass hard and the girl humped Rio in response.“So, besides Cappadocia, are there any of my other girls you, have a relationship with?” Dana inquired. She even leaned forward on the chair she was sitting on.“What makes you think Cappy and I have a thing?” I asked.“On Monday,” Dana rolled her eyes at my naiveté, “she hated you and on Wednesday, she couldn't keep her eyes off of you and couldn't drive the other teammates out of the gym for your, private lesson. Just because I'm over thirty doesn't mean I'm soft in the head.”“That's not fair, Coach,” Rio smiled past Mercy. “We never thought you were bright.”Before I could say or do anything, Barbie Lynn elbowed her.“Ow!” Rio snickered. “Why are you hitting me?”“I owe you. You said a bad thing, and Zane says never fight yesterday's battles. Now that the Coach is no longer the bad girl, we don't pick on her,” Barbie Lynn explained.“But I'm always annoying,” Rio countered. “Why is this time special?”“Rio, don't you think Zane deserves a break? He's always throwing himself onto the train tracks for you and you give him shit for it,” Barbie Lynn sounded a bit cross. “After all, you wouldn't have Mercy if you'd had your way. Zane was right about you being good for the rest of us to know, and he was right about saving Mercy. I trust him about Coach because I trust you too.”“Trust, smust, I'll keep my spank-o-matic,” Rio grimaced. She clearly got Barbie Lynn's point but admitting it at the moment wasn't in her. “So, does anyone want to give Mercy a hard spanking? If not, I'm going to get my big strap-on and ream her ass until she is so hoarse, she can't scream anymore.”“Don't you think you two need to grow together before using the ‘OMG' model?” I warned her. That thing would tear Mercy's unprepared butt to shreds. I reached over Barbie Lynn and spanked Mercy four times, two to each ass cheek. She yelped and jolted with each contact, and while tears welled in her eyes, she couldn't have been happier.“I'm getting my favorite strap-on, then,” Rio wiggled from under Mercy.“Hold her back,” Valerie joked. “She's lost her mind.” Mercy buried her face in the bed, shook her head, and raised her butt up in the air. “Fine, if it's the Spas-monkey you want, so be it.”“Have some of this,” Barbie Lynn fished out the lubricant and handed it to Mercy. “I don't know how patient Rio is going to be when she gets back.”Rio, who was only a few feet away getting out and attaching her strap-on, stuck out her tongue at Valerie and Barbie. “Spaz-monkey? I prefer Vibrator-Bunny, or didn't you two get my tweet?”“How about Vibrating Spaz?” Iona suggested. Rio howled and charged the bed.“That's it,” she giggled, “that tight little virgin butt-hole is mine!” Iona squawked and buried herself under my side.“That's my virgin butt to nurture and enjoy, bro, not yours,” I taunted Rio as I reached around and put a comforting arm around Iona. I wasn't sure how Iona would take that. Her kisses to my ribs ended those worries.“I'll nipple twist you for her,” Rio grinned. Belying her threat, she was lining up behind Mercy while Mercy was rubbing lube all along her ass cleft and anus.“I never considered the benefits of anal sex in a school full of virgin school girls,” Valerie mused. “Oral sex, I expected, but not anal.”“Somehow, when the Founders created the Purity Pledge, I suspect they were forbidding all kinds of intercourse, but they never counted on Zane,” Dana stated.“Rio, I'm not going to take you on in a contest you love and I hate,” I smiled. “How about a shoot-off? I'll spot you two orgasms.”“Four,” Rio hissed. She'd spread the oil over her dildo and was slowly pushing it into the ass of Mercy. Mercy had her face still buried in the sheets, her fists balled up and her hips pushing back.“Uh, uh, uh,” Mercy groaned, as Rio penetrated with short jabs. She rested her hands on Mercy's shoulder and neck.“Okay, now I'm grateful I sleep on my back,” Valerie commented. “I promised Zane I wouldn't break her, but if I felt that poking my hiney, I'd stick it somewhere she'd not soon forget.”“Do the world a favor and stick it in her mouth,” Dana smirked.“Hardy, har-har,” Rio chuckled. She reached down beside Mercy, retrieved her vibrator, and began rubbing it along that girl's pussy slit and clit. Barbie Lynn reached for my cock and began stroking it, rubbing it along her ass and between her cheeks.“I need another beer,” Dana sighed. “All this is doing is reminding me that plastic doesn't really get the job done.”“Get me a Coke and I'll get the popcorn,” Valerie said. “After all, I have an open invitation to join whenever I want.” I had to wonder when that had happened, then I remembered Rio and her big mouth.Iona had settled in on her side, head propped up on her elbow, as she watched me push into Barbie Lynn once more. I had my hands on her hip and thigh, pushing in with more force this time around.“Feels, so, good,” Barbie Lynn sighed, as my cock filled up her rectum. “Make me feel good, Daddy.”I lifted up her left leg, then gingerly took her wounded leg and raised it to my shoulder as well. As I felt the deep reaches of her bowels envelop me, Barbie Lynn arched her back and let out a sob of joy.“Oh, that's what I need,” she moaned, “That's what I've missed.”Unlike our first round, this time we were raw with our hunger for one another. I kneaded her breasts, teasing and pulling the nipples from time to time. Her body was folded up so that our faces were close enough for me to lock onto those gorgeous bedroom blue eyes. Barbie licked her lips and blew kisses at me.I was so into Barbie sensually that I almost missed Mercy going off next to us.“Oh God, oh fuck, oh God!” she verbally exploded. “Please!!!” Rio kept up the slap, slap, slap of her thighs against Mercy's butt.“Don't you give up on me, Bitch,” Rio taunted her. She grabbed a handful of Mercy's hair and pulled her shoulder up off the bed until she was balancing on her hands and knees.Rio shot a look my way and mouthed ‘I love you' as she kept working Mercy over into one cascading orgasm after another. I was pounding deep into Barbie Lynn's tight orifice, Rio was happy, and Iona was giving me a dreamy, contented look. Life could hardly be better.“Zane, we need to, Oh, My God!” Virginia Goodswell cried out in a shocked voice.Faculty Spectators in Zane's Bedroom“Here, have my seat, Virginia,” Gorman grinned. “You look like you are about to fall over.” I hadn't even heard Dana or Valerie return.“Zane, what are you doing?” Virginia questioned.“I'm a little busy,” I ground out. Fucking was hard, attention intensive, and pleasurable work.“Virginia, he's having anal intercourse with Barbie Lynn Masters,” Dana chuckled. “I thought that would have been obvious. Rio Talon is using a strap-on and a dildo on Mercy Chaplain, and Iona, having been touched and licked to two orgasms, is sitting this round out.”“I can see that and, Dana, what are you doing here?” Virginia, my Spiritual Advisor, asked.“I'm unemployed so they aren't my students anymore,” Dana snorted. “Also, Zane's got one of the few illegal internet hook-up plus satellite TV. My apartment is a tomb, comparatively.”“This was the farthest thing from my mind when I learned my Dad was sending me to an All-Girl Christian University,” Valerie added.“It is the skirts,” Rio giggled. “Zane can't keep his hands off the skirts.”“In my experience, Zane has the pathological desire to worship the female form,” Iona joined in.“Listen, I knew Zane was having, relationships, but coming in and finding him in bed with four women, girls, students is a bit much to wrap my mind around,” Virginia related. “My sex life has been a bit vanilla.”“I prefer to think of mine as disappointing,” Dana confessed.“All my boyfriends have lived under threat of dismemberment, so I've had it pretty safe too,” Valerie stated.“Threat of dismemberment?” Virginia stammered.“She's a member of a major criminal biker organization in the Rockies,” Dana informed her.“We are a motorcycle club,” Valerie defended her family.“I'm having sex here,” I growled. “If you don't mind, ”“We are good, Zane,” Valerie replied. “Don't worry about us, and Barbie needs you.”“Gee, thanks,” I grumbled, but she was right; Barbie Lynn needed my attention.“Ms. Palmer, every one of your known associates, except your baby sister, has a criminal record,” Dana said.“I've never been convicted of anything,” Val countered, “and Mom got off on a bad search.”Mercy cried out as Rio shifted to sharp powerful jabs with her artificial cock.“I've got a record,” Rio crowed proudly.“That only means you were sloppy enough to get caught,” Valerie pointed out.“It wasn't my fault; I ran out of road while driving a stolen Porsche,” Rio told us.“You stole a Porsche?” Valerie asked.“How do you run out of road in an expensive, high-performance sports car?” Virginia wondered.“Yes, take that, Mercy, you bitch,” slap, slap, “I stole a Porsche and I ran out of road when I cruised into another car showroom on the far side of town. Who knew that those dumb sons-of-bitches didn't put a back way out that place?”“Rio, why did you steal something that didn't belong to you in the first place?” Iona begged to know.“Blame drugs, teenage hormones, or the fact that it was a school night, I hadn't studied for a test the next day, and this sounded like the best way of not having to take it,” Rio suggested.I would have told them that was Rio-speak for 'I have no idea' except I'd finally stretched Barbie Lynn's hamstrings to the point we had our tongues entwined, mouths pressed, and teeth nibbling on each other's lips like famished lovers. I could feel her anal spasm vibrating up through her body and her lungs fighting for air. She was getting close and I thought it was going to be a big one.“That would be an exhibition of low impulse control,” Dana chided Rio.“I think it shows poor life choices,” Virginia stated.“I think it shows she's fucking nuts,” Valerie declared.“Fine, whatever, but I'm one of the two people fucking a sweet piece of ass while you dykes are sitting on the sidelines,” Rio taunted them.“You are my students,” Virginia began, “I don't, ” She was interrupted by Barbie Lynn.“Ugh, Oh, Lord Jesus, Zane,” she gasped then, “Aye!” she screamed so loud I was afraid my brain would explode. She kept trying to buck me off and thrash about so violently that I was afraid she'd hurt herself, or me.I rode that wave for almost a minute before Barbie Lynn made one final strenuous effort, then went limp in my arms. I gently shifted her legs down my sides to rest on the bed. I remained propped over her until her eyes focused on me and an ephemeral smile graced her lips.“Um, sleepy,” she purred.“Okay, Babe,” I said, then kissed her nose. Her eyes closed and her breathing became low and regular. “Okay,” I whispered once again. I slowly withdrew from her and slid down the bed.“What was that?” Virginia asked softly.“I'm pretty sure that was an orgasm,” Dana responded.“No, I think that was fucking a girl into unconsciousness,” Valerie countered.“Ugh, ugh, uh, Rio, oh, yeah, it hurts,” Mercy moaned.“And here goes the other one,” Dana chuckled.“I know it hurts, Mercy-slut, now cum for your Momma,” Rio groaned to Mercy as he pressed her body onto Mercy's back.“Ugh, I, I'm, trying,” Mercy gasped out, then she screamed as Rio rammed the vibrator onto Mercy's clit and flicked it onto the high setting. “Oh, Fuck Me!!” she screamed. Mercy's body fell forward prostrate on the bed, her lungs fighting for air and her thighs and ass shaking uncontrollably.“Zane, does this kind of thing hap-, oh, my God, Zane, you are still hard,” Virginia exclaimed.“Honestly,” I sighed, “if I had fewer beautiful women in my life, I'd have more blood to the brain to think straight with.” I finished up by opening my wardrobe and taking out a robe.“Now I'm going to take a shower, get re-hydrated, then come back here and see if I can convince Iona to give me a little more of her time,” I continued.“I'll join you,” Rio grinned, as she slipped off the strap-on.“I'll come along as well,” Iona said as she popped off the bed, only to end up on wobbly legs.“No,” Virginia commanded, “Zane showers alone. You two aren't even dressed so there is no way you are going out there among all those other girls sticky with sex.”Rio traipsed over to my dresser and pulled out two of my dress shirts. She tossed one to Iona and put on the other.“See, I'm dressed,” Rio declared.“No, you are not; that shirt isn't even buttoned,” Virginia responded. At this point, I walked out of the room and toward the shower near the hot tub (as opposed to the one by the sauna).PAIGE REVISITEDWith the looks I was getting, I almost wished I could back up. Some of the fifty or so girls at my place wondered what the hell all that screaming was about, a few knew what it was but couldn't believe the volume of the noise, and a few came up and kissed me.“Hey, Slugger,” Opal teased me after a deep tongue tackle. “Who in the hell where you giving it to?”Brandi came up and wrapped an arm around Opal's arm.“It was Barbie Lynn,” Paige snuck up on me and volunteered. “I recognize her inflections.” Her ghosting up on me yet again wasn't the most disturbing part of the young albino maiden; it was the burning hunger in her eyes.“You took Barbie Lynn's virginity?” Millicent Pierce questioned me somewhat fearfully.“That's not the hole Zane goes up,” Opal grinned wickedly. Millicent instinctively covered her backside.“Can you imagine how good that had to feel to make Barbie Lynn scream that loud?” Paige purred. Uh, oh, that was some serious trouble being aimed my way.“Does that hurt?” Millicent murmured.“Yeah, it hurts so much that Barbie Lynn hunts Zane down every other night and has sex with him until she can no longer move,” Opal exaggerated. “Speaking of which, where is our real Dorm Mother?”“She's asleep in bed,” I admitted, somewhat shame-facedly. Millicent looked blown away.“Can I go see her?” Millicent asked.“She's my lover, not an exhibit,” I informed her. “Let her sleep in peace.” I moved through the little crowd and entered the shower.The hot water cascaded over my body, erasing the fatigue from my tired muscles and cleaning my sweaty body and the sex off my cock. Getting out proved that not only did sexually repressed young ladies like to ogle my naked form, but they also paid no attention to my desires. I caught Paige and Millicent sneaking back out of my room with Rio and Iona in tow.“She looks so, peaceful,” Millicent muttered.“What part of leave her alone did you not understand?” I growled angrily.“Spank the naughty bitches,” Rio egged me on.“They didn't do anything to wake Barbie Lynn up,” Iona defended them.“I'm sorry,” Millicent apologized. Paige looked anything but contrite, challenging my gaze instead.“Fine, spank Snowflake here,” Rio persisted.“What? No Edgar Winters reference?” Paige shot back while keeping her eyes on me.“Paige,” I said in a deadly even tone, “apologize or leave.”“Or what?” she taunted. I nodded and took a deep breath.“Oh, you are going to get it now, you skank,” Rio chuckled. Instead, I walked past them all and went to my room.“That was a bit disappointing,” Paige sneered. No one else said anything for a second, then Iona clued in.“Whoops, Paige, Zane will be right back,” Iona commented.“I can hardly wait,” she said sarcastically.In the room, Virginia and Dana had moved to the small sofa on the far side of the room, deep in quiet conversation. Mercy had curled up next to a sleeping Barbie Lynn, and Barbie Lynn looked like some angel, confident, sleeping, and almost otherworldly in her beauty. Before I could hope to enjoy it, I had to get dressed and resolve an issue.I raced through dressing back into my school uniform and walked outside.“Now you are going to get it,” Rio whispered to Paige. Paige snorted.“Paige, you brought me word about Heaven and I owe you for that, so if we can agree that you are going to respect me and my personal space, I'm going to forget about you going to my bedroom uninvited,” I laid it out for her.“And if I don't?” she confronted me.“I pick you up, throw you over my shoulder, and toss you out of the dorm, and you won't be invited back until you grow a personality that isn't all conceited douche,” I answered.“You can't and you won't,” Paige shook her head.“Reality check, Paige,” I grinned. “I'll ask Cordelia to keep you away, and while she likes you, she needs me more, and you don't have the stones to go against Cordelia, do you?”“Is that the best you have, Zane?” Paige sniffed derisively.“Paige, you are a really smart girl, but Cordelia has several really smart girls,” I pointed out. “What matters is how many friends you have compared to how many friends I have. How does that math work out for you?”“That doesn't mean anything,” Paige responded defensively.“Good enough. I don't really feel like arguing,” I shrugged. I swept up on Paige, who had some good reaction time but no skill. I had her up and over my shoulder in three seconds flat.“Put me down!” she squawked. I headed down the stairs, her fists beating my back and her legs kicking.“Bye-bye, ya whore,” Rio chuckled. It didn't take much imagination to know that Iona was glaring at Rio for that comment.“Stop, put me down,” Paige struggled. After we made the elevator, “You can put me down now.” I didn't respond because I wasn't hearing what I needed to hear and I didn't feel like engaging her in conversation.“Please, don't,” she tried, once we landed on the first floor, but to no effect. I took her to the dorm door, kicked it open, and stepped out.“Here you go,” I said as I deposited her. I had no idea how far past tears she'd gotten.“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” she snarled. “Okay? Happy? You win and I lose. You are the popular kid and I'm not.”“No, I'm not happy,” I answered calmly. “This never had anything to do with me beating you up; it had to deal with you constantly slapping me around and I got sick of it. Paige, you got so sick of being bullied, you became a bully.” She clearly didn't believe me. “You are pretty and smart, and you use these qualities as a scalpel to cut people up.”“What would you know about it?” she snapped. “You've always been Mr. Popular.”“Take into account I was in a normal private school for my first ten years. Yes, I was one of the popular kids; good looking, the right parents, and pretty smart. I also knew the social hierarchy and I was certainly unkind to my fair share other students.”“Before you go beating me over the head with you being albino, please understand: I don't care. My parents are gone, dead. I'm never getting them back. You are a slender, smart girl with gorgeous hair who has two parents who probably love you very much,” I smiled. “I only wish you would lead off with those traits instead of constantly reminding everyone how fucking condescending you can be.”Paige looked at me for half a minute, studying me, perhaps looking for some understanding of me. Good luck with that; I barely understand me and I'm inside my head.“Does this mean I can go back inside?” she finally inquired.“Yes. All I wanted was a simple apology, and technically, you are still on the dorm sidewalk so I haven't finished throwing you out yet,” I replied.“Just like that?” she snorted. “You are such an idiot.”“What did I warn you about leading with the grey matter?” I scowled. She seemed to weigh her next words.“You said I was 'very pretty',” she mused, changing the direction of the conversation suddenly.“Well, yes, you have a flawless complexion girls would kill for and, as I said earlier, I really like you hair,” I stated. “It is gorgeous.” I put my arm around her shoulder, spun us around, and went back inside. As we boarded the elevator for the return trip, Paige tapped my hand.“What's with all this?” she indicated my casual embrace.“When you aren't trying to piss me off, I honestly like you, Paige,” I confided in her.“You seem to live your life by making some rather irrational decisions,” she noted.“Paige, you see life as chess while I see it as Scrabble,” I grinned. “For you, it is move and countermove. I tend to see life being something that gives you a constantly changing group of options that you make the most of.”“Oh,” she seemed to digest that, then she said, “I apologize for calling you an idiot. You are a moron; I should have seen the difference.” I laughed from deep within.“I'm a moron,” I teased her. “I bet you've never been held by a boy like this before because if you had, you would know this gives the guy a perfect vantage point to look down your shirt.”Paige clutched her shirt tightly in a fist, blocking my view. She looked bitter and offended.“30-B, a translucent white with lace trim bra,” I told her. “Good choice, but I get the impression you don't wear it as a normal part of your school attire. Wearing it for me?”“What makes you think, ” she started, then “Yes.”“What was the plan?” I inquired.“I was going to spill water all over my chest by accident, ask for one of your shirts to replace it, and for you to show me where it was,” she smiled slyly. “With my bra and your libido, plus a little playful contact, I'd get you into bed.” She was highly confident.“Nice,” I admitted, “but it wouldn't have worked.”“Why not?” she seemed slightly offended. My money was, her insecurities about her body not measuring up to Barbie Lynn's curves were behind that.“I would have given you a robe and sent Iona down to her room to get you a spare,” I informed her. “Your only flaw in the plan is that I find you inherently untrustworthy.”“Why do you say that?” she was now really offended.“Paige, you use people. It is your default relationship approach,” I explained. “It is not so much a bad thing as it is predictable. Someone as smart as you can do better.”“You don't seem to mind it when Cordelia treats you that way,” she countered. We were at the door to my place.“If you will recall, Cordelia told me to kiss her as part of my Handmaiden's Duty,” I reminded Paige. “Now, if you want to be a Cordelia substitute, go ahead, I'll still spend time with you if you like. I only think you need a friend who should point out that people are people from time to time.”“Now you want to be my friend, Zane?” she mocked me.“I'll be your friend, but you have to wear this sexy blood red stocking, garter, bossier, bra and choker combination. It will make your flesh glow like it is on fire,” I grinned lasciviously.“I thought you wanted to see my flawless skin devoid of obstructions,” Paige said.“I'll dress you up in it, and if you don't like it, I'll remove it too,” I smile mischievously. She looked at me, her mighty mental calculator going over where the conversation was going.“Why do you see me differently than everyone else?” she asked.“Give me some leeway,” I requested, then bent down slightly, slipped a hand under her skirt, making her jump minutely, and ran my middle finger under her underwear band into her pussy.She bit her lip but kept staring intently at me as I moved that finger up and down, back and forth, until it was covered in her fluids. I sunk my forefinger in and did the same. I removed my hand and brought the forefinger to my lips. As I sucked the liquid off and savored the taste, I caught Paige licking her lips in sympathetic hunger.I pointed my middle finger at her mouth and pushed it forward, daring her to take it in her mouth. She barely resisted and was soon running her tongue along my finger inside her mouth, cleaning it off. I pulled it out and she grinned at me seductively.“You stick your middle finger into my mouth with my vaginal secretions on it, that is a not so subtle 'I'm going to fuck you'; right?” she teased.“I could say 'I'll tell you when I figure out if I'm a moron or an idiot,' but I'd rather tell the truth. You piss me off,” I confessed, “and I want to hammer you through my bed and into the floor. I want to make you scream, cry, and look down on you with your face glowing from the exertion and your hair damp with your sweat.”Paige's eyes grew wide and her breaths deepened as I told her what I wanted and expected.“Don't worry, though,” I said as I leaned in. She expected a kiss on the lips but I went for the forehead instead, “because it will never happen. Bye now.”“What!” she squalled, grabbing my arm as I tried to move past her. “Why not?”I looked back at her and grinned evilly.“Gotcha!” I smirked. “That's what it feels like when someone yanks your chain. If you still want to go up with me, know I won't screw with you again unless you screw with me.” She didn't react for the longest time so I finally turned back up the stairs.“The point of all this was making you want to screw me,” Paige laughed as she ran to my side.I've said it before and I'll say it again, women are fucking nuts, and I'll grow crazy or end up dead trying to understand them. I could try to run away from the jumble of contradictions and obfuscations that was Paige Zeller but where is the fun in that?“I'm not kicking anyone out of the bedroom,” I cautioned her.“That's fine,” she announced happily, “you do your best work when you have an audience.”“We really need to work on your romantic technique,” I lectured her.“Zane, I want you for your physical prowess,” Paige countered. “If I want mental stimulation, I have this e-pal in Taipei who I regularly communicate with.”“I repeat, you need to work on how you romance your partner,” I grumbled. We opened the door when we reached the top of the stairs and got a few stares as they tried to figure out what was going on. I debated what to do (I was sort of hungry) when Paige dragged me toward the bedroom.“Oh! Pay up, pay up,” Opal called out.“Damn,” bitched Rio. “I keep hoping my boy Zane will develop some standards, but oh, well.”“They were betting on you bringing me back for sex?” Paige whispered, but her desire was glowing bright. I shook my head and chuckled.“Don't worry about it; I still see you as a whirling vortex of passionate lust,” I assured her.We passed around the Chinese screens that separated my area from the rest of the floor and I was relieved to see everyone but Barbie Lynn had left, and Barbie had curled up on the near side of the bed and was still asleep. As we moved around the bed, Paige's resolve began to falter.“Sit down, let's talk,” I said softly. Paige was clearly confused.“The most powerful tool in sex is the brain,” I continued. “I want to know you a little better first.”“I should be great at this,” she replied.“How many boys have you kissed?” I asked as we sat down. She looked surprised by the question.“Two,” was her curt response. “Zane, I want you to take my virginity.” Now it was my turn to be surprised, but I was only put off for a moment.“Tell me about those two times,” I persisted. Paige had started tugging her shirt out from her skirt and was clearly not pleased with my request.“Zane, didn't you hear me? I want you to pop my cherry, break me in, fuck my vagina, whatever you want to call it,” she told me.“Yes,” I nodded, “and I'm looking forward to that, but answer the question please.”“I, I've been kissed by two boys, one kiss per boy,” she replied, but I could tell there was more to it.“Do I have to play twenty questions with you?” I gave an exasperated sigh. Paige flushed with anger.“Fine, damn it,” she growled. “The first boy, I paid to kiss me on the lips. He did so, and he looked at me like he wanted to throw up.” That looked like it hurt her to admit.“The second time, it was a joke, a dare. I closed my eyes, he kissed me on the lips, and then I heard the applause. They congratulated him for kissing the freak,” she recited with anguish. “They laughed at me while I ran away.” She looked furious and miserable at the same time.I tilted her head up toward me. I let my first kiss barely brush her lips. I let her study my reaction, and then I kissed her again.The third kiss pressed our lips together, and on the fourth, our tongues touched. The fifth saw her wrap her arms around me and hold me tight for nearly a minute. She was panting for breath when we came up for air. I used that moment to pick her up and place us both farther into the bed.“Eep!” she exclaimed, then she started to giggle. I straddled her and dove in to nibble her neck. Paige beat at my chest with her fists but couldn't stop laughing. “That tickles!” We fell back into kissing for a while; Paige didn't need to rush into sex despite her declared desires. “Shouldn't we take our clothes off?”I responded to that by sitting up, grabbing her shirt in both hands over the breasts, and ripping it open. Buttons went flying everywhere and Paige's eyes expressed her shock. I reached for her bra but Paige's hands flew to mine.“Wait,” she gasped. “It unsnaps from the front.” I even let her open the bra for me, exposing her ghostly breasts and pale pink areolas and nipples.I shifted down Paige's body and latched my lips to her left breast, causing her to cry out in pleasure.“Oh, damn,” she purred, “this is so much better in real life.” I wasn't sure I knew what that meant, or that I even wanted to know.I feasted on each nipple and breast in turn until they were fully engorged and bright, rosy pink from my attention. She'd spread her legs wide open and was humping her hips up against me. I pulled away long enough to get my shirt off before descending on her for kisses once more. In the midst of that, we rolled over where she grabbed me by the side of the head and covered my face with butterfly kisses.“I've always wanted to do that,” she beamed pure joy at me. I moved my hands down her ribs, waist, and hips until I was able to pull up her skirt and grab her ass. Paige aggressively humped me in response, smiling at me and breathing heavy. Without any urging, Paige pushed up my body until she dangled her breast against my lips.I greedily sucked one in, teasing her nipple with my teeth. Paige yelped but followed me down without comment, cradling my head into her chest and rocking me back and forth.“Careful, Honey, he's addictive,” Barbie Lynn sleepily intervened.“He's going to take my virginity,” Paige exulted.“Is he now?” she grinned at me.“She's asked; I'm considering it, but I want to know she's really ready for it first,” I mumbled back between mouthfuls of tit.“Wait,” she panted, “you promised me.”“Paige, Rule 7 for guys: when sex is involved, we lie,” I informed her.“Oh, what lie did you tell Barbie Lynn?” Paige inquired.“He forces me to orgasm so he can bask in my post-orgasmic bliss,” Barbie Lynn sighed dreamily.“Besides,” I said, as I ran my hands through her fine white hair and tucked a few locks behind her ears, “I am not saying we won't do it, but you are an incredibly tough read and we aren't going to do something I don't think you need.”“How come you get to decide?” Paige sounded annoyed.“I'm the only guy you've approached who you didn't find on an escort service website; we are in my bed; and, oh, yeah, I've had sex hundreds of times and you are in all ways a virgin,” I listed off the reasons. “Paige, you only get to do this 'first time' once, and I would like it to be something you love and want to do again and again.”“Well, I know what I want. I am in your bed and you're half-naked already,” she emphasized by grinding her pelvis into me. “I'm also on top and I don't think you can get rid of me that easily.”“This one is a little firecracker,” Barbie Lynn chuckled.“She's that,” I commented, “but you should always be leery of someone who thinks they are always right.” My words didn't stop me from pressing my cock up against Paige's twat. “We could always have a little butt-sex instead,” I teased.“No!” Paige squeaked. “You are huge and my butthole is tiny.”“Oh, God,” I laughed. “You actually looked at your butt in a mirror.” Paige blushed furiously. “Listen, Paige, trust me on this. You can go into town and find some college guy who will jump at the chance to screw you. What you have to wonder is how much he'll care about you and your needs as well as how good he is at sex. Let's get naked.”“Finally,” Paige mocked. She rolled off and shed her clothes so fast they left angry red tracks down her legs. I took my time but Paige didn't seem to mind. She reached out and ran a hand over my bicep and shoulder.“He's real enough,” Barbie Lynn assured her quietly.“How did you know what I was thinking?” Paige mused. At least she only implied Barbie Lynn was stupid.“Paige, sweetie, how many of us FFU girls expect to be able to choose our man, much less one worth having? And don't you be disparaging of Zane, now, either. I can smell your arousal from here,” Barbie Lynn said with a sexy curve to her lips.Paige was thinking of her retort when she gasped as I caught her distracted and slipped two fingers along the folds of her cunt. When her razor sharp focus latched onto me once more, I pushed her onto her back and mounted her. Her legs splayed out to either side and the location of her hips against my stomach reminded me of how narrow her hips were, narrower than even Iona's.She still did her best to wrap her legs around me as she placed her hands on my shoulders.“Are you going to make me scream?” she asked nervously.“Every girl is different so don't worry about it,” I grinned. “Besides, I can tell you'll be really good at this.”“How can you know I'll be any good at sex?” Paige snapped. Yes, that was the sore point I was looking for.“Your eyes sparkle when you touch me, you react instinctively to my touch, you are in good physical shape, and you're very sensitive all over your body,” I explained. “What you saw as fooling around was me mapping out how your body works and where your erogenous zones were. No two women are the same and I love exploring. Now I'm getting back to it.”I began placing kisses along her sternum, down toward her navel. Her stomach pulsed when I kissed the belly button.“Oh, aha,” Paige moaned. I licked and stroked the area around her navel, causing her torso to gyrate from the sexual stimulation. “Um, that feels nice.”Unlike previous encounters with other women where I avoided the pussy while I worked around it, I instead placed one hand immediately to the area, squeezing two fingers into her cunt and wiggling them around. I left the clit alone for now because I was encouraging a slow boil, not a flash burn. I wanted Paige in an erotically charged high before I challenged her vaginal virginity.Paige's skin had this false translucent quality to it that was exciting to watch. You could track the arousal of a touch by the blood rushing to the skin around the excited area. Physically, she could conceal nothing, and she was far from sexually experienced enough to stifle her vocalizations of pleasure.“I just want to be fucked,” she moaned,“ I just want to be fucked, aha, oh.” Her words said one thing but her body expressed its desire for more excitement. “No, ” she groaned as she ground her hips against my lips. When I stabbed my tongue to her clit, she acted like a jolt of electricity arched through her body.Now, when I've performed cunnilingus on a girl, I expect a bit of movement; I'm doing something wrong if she lays there. Paige was all over the place, pulling away then thrusting back as well as rolling her hips rapidly side to side. At the moment her thrashing turned into trembles, I withdrew my lips and fingers, causing Paige to whimper and look down at me.“Huh?” she pleaded. I gave her a mischievous grin, then blew on her clit. Paige hiccupped, then threw her head down on the bed violently. I began sucking on the inside of her thighs for about one minute, letting her settle down, then leapt on her clit with my tongue once more.“Oh, God!” Paige squealed.I moved my tongue off, trading off with two fingers parting her labia and flicking her clit with my thumb. I alternated back and forth over five minutes until I noticed Paige was sobbing and tearing up the sheets with her fists.“Have mercy, Zane,” Barbie Lynn whispered.I gave a quick nod before placing my lips around Paige's clit and sucking on it with growing intensity plus twirling the tip of my tongue along its tip. I also made tiny fucking motions with two fingers into her cunt. She didn't last thirty seconds.“Oh, my, God, Zane!” she growled.She wasn't loud but she rumbled her orgasm from deep in her chest. It was kind of surprising, coming from such a lithe, ephemeral being. Paige was sucking down further sounds internally so that they were merely sobs. I crawled up to her side, rested sidewise, propped up by an elbow, and placed a hand on her stomach as I watched over her. When she started gasping for air, her eyes locked with mine once more.Paige feebly pushed on my chest so I let her push me on my back. She struggled to rise over me, then collapsed on my chest.“I, that was, you still didn't fuck me,” she wheezed. I sighed in frustration, pulled Paige on top of me, chest to chest, and then began playing slap-happy with her ass.“Ow,ow, ow, ow, ow,” she squalled. “Stop that; I bruise easily,” she added, with tears in her eyes.“Damn it, woman, is it going to kill you to accept that I know what I'm doing?” I responded angrily. “Since you are clearly clueless, what we just did was foreplay. I wanted to relax your body before we moved to the next step.”Paige had enough common sense to look embarrassed but not enough to keep quiet.“Well my ass still hurts,” she pouted.“What?” I questioned. “Did you say you wanted me to hurt your ass?” I grabbed each ass cheek and pulled them apart.“No!” she squeaked, “You are too big.” She grabbed my hands in her smaller grip and tried to pry them off. We rocked back and forth until we rolled over. She struggled but I soon ended on top of her, Paige on her stomach, and my legs prying hers open. “No, no,” she pleaded as she felt my cock resting on her ass cleft.“Relax,” I whispered into Paige's ear, “have you ever heard of doggy style?”“You aren't, going to have anal sex with me?” she gulped. I pushed my body up and after a moment, Paige followed, pressing her back against my torso once more.“I'd never do anything to you that you didn't want me to,” I assured her, “though I am going to have you begging me to bugger you before this semester is over.”“Uh-uh,” Paige assured me, “not going to happen,” but she did wiggle her butt against me playfully, testing my resolve. I balanced on one hand so I could use the other to pull her hair away from one side to the other. Her neck, ear, and the side of her face were now revealed. I sucked on her shoulder while I repositioned my cock so that it slid down her ass, past her anus and pussy, so that it pressed along her pubic mound from below.Paige began humming pleasurably and gyrating her hips against me. I put my free hand on her breast and massaged it as well.“Promise me you won't keep me waiting this time,” she murmured. “Promise you'll take me.”“Of course I will, Paige. You have to relax and enjoy yourself and not get worked up about us having sex,” I comforted her. She rocked against me and I pushed back. “Nice and slow,” I cautioned her. “I'm not going anywhere.” With a little effort, she did as I requested.I kept running my hand down from her breast to her stomach, each time going a little farther down. She'd tilted her shoulders and neck so that we could kiss but she also found my lips on her neck to be tantalizing. I was tricky enough that I had my cockhead parting her puffy lips before she realized it. In fact, I had three separate penetrations that elicited moans, then she looked up at me.“Don't be afraid,” I told her sympathetically. “Remember the faces of all the girls you've seen me with while we are having sex and know that it is going to be just as good for you.” Paige looked down at the mattress and nodded her head. She pushed back but it wasn't easy. Her entrance felt like a vice restricting my entrance.Even totally wet, her vaginal muscles were blocking my progress initially. I patiently kept at it, incrementally advancing with each coaxing touch. When I brushed against her hymen, Paige didn't even recognize the moment had come. I subtly brought my arm down to her stomach and wrapped her up in my arm while teasing her ear with my teeth.“Yip!” Paige exclaimed as I pierced her virginity. “Oh, God, it burns,” she sobbed. I gave her a few seconds to adjust before penetrating even deeper.“No,” she moaned, and tried to pull away, but I didn't let her. “Zane,” she pleaded for me to let her go. “It hurts.” I kept at it. “I never thought it would hurt this bad, please.”She gave one final gasp as I pressed the final inch into her, then we remained there, locked in sexual congress while she wept and trembled underneath me. I considered it a minor miracle Paige had remained on her hands and knees as we reached this point. Now I had to get her past the stage where pain dominated pleasure.“We'll move when you feel you are ready,” I instructed her. Paige nodded, then nothing else for some time. She caught me off guard when she flexed her grasp on my cock.“Um,” she purred. “Did you feel that?” My groan was my reply. Paige pulled away a tiny bit until the pain kicked in and she stopped.Seconds later she repeated the process, withdrawing several inches, then reversing the procedure and allowing me deeper in once more.“It hurts less,” she admitted. A moment later as she shifted to a faster rhythm, “it is really quite nice.”“You might want to ask Zane how he is doing,” Barbie Lynn chided Paige.“But I honestly don't care,” Paige noted.“If you want to do this again, you might want to start caring,” Barbie informed her. I winked at the blonde sex angel.“Zane, do you like having sex with me?” Paige asked in a much kinder tone than normal. She must have been truly appreciating the lovemaking she was receiving.“It feels like you are trying to rip my dick off,” I ground out. “You are damn tight, then you are adding those contractions on top of that. I may not be able to have sex for a week.”“Paige, I like you, but if Zane is telling the truth, I going to seriously rearrange your anatomy,” Barbie Lynn promised with dangerous intent.“I apologize,” Paige pouted. To prove how sorry she wasn't, Paige rotated her hips down then back up several times rapidly. So that's how she wanted to play it.I placed both hands on her shoulders and let her make a few more tentative moves before slamming my member all the way in.“Oh, fuck,” she gasped. I slowly drew back my full length, then rocketed back in time and time again. Paige was sweating and panting from earlier exertions but now she was barely hanging on.Slap, slap, slap, my hips mashed against her ass. Paige gave a breathless grunt each time I drilled her, and that was followed by a relieved sigh as I pulled back. By the desperation in her voice, I knew she wouldn't last much longer.“Oh! My! Fucking! God!” she growled loudly.I now knew what it felt like to have put my dick in a fire hose and had some asshat turn the water on. Paige's pussy juice had been plentiful the first time she had an orgasm. This time they were copious and forceful, and my penis was simply in the way; what got past stung the hell out of my ball sack.Normally I have really good control over my sexual climax but I was being sorely tested. Worse, I couldn't simply pop out of Paige because that would cause her pain. The odds of her using birth control were next to nil and none, so it fell to me to find something to center my mind and not ejaculate.“Zane, are you okay?” Barbie Lynn said in a hushed, worried tone. I could only nod. Paige was erratically pushing up and down on my dick, to the point where I grabbed her hips in order to not have a nasty accident when her muscles relaxed and my overstimulation ended.“Don't, move,” I panted painfully to Paige.Paige didn't quite comply but I didn't blame her because her arms gave out and she slumped forward. I held up her rear by my hold on her hips. I carefully let her slide off my cock and finish splaying out on the bed. I sat back on my heels, breathing deeply and fighting for control.“Come here, Baby,” Barbie Lynn ordered, picking up on my distress.I moved over Paige's leg toward Barbie and she joined me by turning around, meeting me half way.“I've got this,” she purred, as she wrapped my penis in one hand and placed her lips over the head. Despite Paige's vaginal fluids and some blood, Barbie loved it. She bobbed up and down twice before my resolve finally crumbled.“Cumming,” I gasped. Barbie Lynn shot me a quick grin, then pumped and sucked with renewed vigor. When I started ejaculating, Barbie Lynn made some half-hearted swallowing efforts but I knew she was holding something back. I smiled at her as I ran my hand through her honeyed locks.When I finished unloaded into Barbie Lynn's mouth, I pulled her up, she leaned into my body, and we kissed. I tasted my semen on my tongue as we swapped fluids. Barbie Lynn licked her lips in a highly sensual manner as we broke our kiss. She gave me a little wink, acknowledging how much I'd changed her in our short time together: kinky, sexy, and beautiful.“Whoa,” whimpered Paige as she opened her eyes and looked in our direction. “That was intense.” She sighed and took a deep breath. “I should have mentioned this earlier, you didn't need to pull out. I had, issues when I was little and my ovaries were removed. I'm never going to have children.”I switched back to Paige and kissed her on the forehead. This was probably time for some sympathy, if Paige had been anything approaching a normal girl.“You fucking wait to tell me this now?” I chided her. “Do you have any idea the panic attack you put me through? I was stuck inside you and you were so damn hot I nearly lost it. I was trying to figure out what I was going to tell your father, damn it!”“Father?” she seemed confused for a second, then, “Oh. Why would I ever marry you?”“I'm a billionaire philanthropist genius playboy,” I joked.“You are Iron Man?” she mocked me.“Or Batman, your choice,” I volleyed back.“If you hadn't made me feel so fantastic right now, I'd recode your computer to operate in Mandarin,” she snickered. “Iron Man is one of my heroes and I will not have him mocked by the likes of you.”“Clearly, the first round of spanking didn't work, but I'm nothing if not persistent,” I glowered.Paige's hands flew to her vulnerable and still rather red backside.“Don't you dare,” she threatened. I pivoted, she flinched, then I leaned down and kissed her butt cheek. “What?” she murmured then I kissed her again and again. I slowly pried her hands away and soon had planted little signs of affection all over her tender, sore flesh.“Kiss ass,” Paige teased. I had to wonder if she was taking social lessons from Rio.“Tell me something: how did you get to be so quiet? I'm normally pretty good at not letting anyone sneak up on me but you have done it to me twice already,” I asked.“That's not a totally stupid question,” Paige answered.“I have been basically friendless most of my life, if you don't count the internet. I was small, different, and was picked on. I learned to be quiet and go unnoticed,” she explained. “I admit to having a harder time with you than with most people.”“Because I lived out in the jungle and became more observant?” I queried.“No,” she sighed in exasperation. “Because I've wanted to grab you and drag you back to my room since I first laid eyes on you, Zane. Mentally, you are unremarkable, but physically, you scream out 'Sex, sex, sex!'” That observation made Barbie Lynn laugh out loud. My pained and confused expression only caused them to laugh louder.Someday I'm going to come out on top of one of these exchanges. Then I'm going to run away from school because I want to leave on a high note and I'm not likely to ever win a second time.The Chancellor's Last Move*The pursuit of power is pointless unless you know how to use it*A LONG STORY AND I DON'T KNOW THE ENDING“Zane? God Damn it, Zane!” Raven screeched at me as she barged into my room. What could I say? Barbie Lynn was halfway under the sheets but her tumultuous breasts were clearly exposed. Paige was totally naked, face down on the other side of me but had clearly been fucked thoroughly and her tight pale ass spanked hard. Oh, yeah, and I was kneeling between the two, totally naked as well.I vaulted over Barbie Lynn (who was closer to the entrance and Raven) because I didn't want to hurt her injured knee, snatched up my robe, and put it on.“Very complicated, long story, we can laugh about it later,” I dazzled Raven. I took her by the elbow and headed her out of my bedroom. “Why don't we study on the far side of the main Solarium?”The look of betrayal in Raven's eyes destroyed any doubt that she was crushing on me in a big way. For the love of God, I really needed to find some lesbians to hang out with because these straight chicks were driving me crazy. Before we could leave, Iona nearly piled into us.“I'm sorry, Zane. She slipped past me,” Iona apologized.“I only wanted to talk with him and, and he was in bed with yet another girl,” Raven bitched.“I'm still ready to study with you,” I offered.“How can we study if you are always having sex with other women?” she stomped her foot in frustration. Iona shot me a worried look.I put a hand on Raven's shoulder and made eye contact.“Raven, I promise you we will get this project done, you'll get your good grade, and I'll carry my part of the project. I'm here for you,” I assured Raven.“You, you aren't giving any thought about us, our project together,” was her accusation.“What do you want me to do?” I asked evenly.“I, I think I should go to Ms. Goodswell and request another partner,” Raven sighed. I looked to Iona who looked to the living area past the Jacuzzi.“Ms. Goodswell is right over there,” Iona indicated our teacher who was sitting with Dana and five other teachers who had come in while I was, busy.“Your place has controlled access,” Iona answered my unasked question as to why I had so many other educators in my place. “Bass's people can 'accidentally' step in.”Raven was not deterred by the other teachers hanging around Virginia as she made a beeline across the room. At least she was polite enough to wait while Virginia disengaged from the others so she could talk to us.“Raven, Zane, how can I help you?” Ms. Goodswell inquired, yet I had a sneaking suspicion that she was way ahead of the situation.“Ms. Goodswell,” Raven started, “I really need to get a new project partner.”“Why is that, Raven?” Virginia asked.“We simply aren't working out,” she sounded exasperated. “And, I think the other girls were right; I don't feel safe around him,” she tacked on.

Annoy me with all your heart. (Part 12)- A Spring Break 13-part Novel.Annoy Me with all your heart.By FinalStand. The player above contains the intro section. Listen to the complete episode by clicking here, at Steamy Stories. “Come here, Mercy,” Rio coaxed, “On your back, my little slut, and spread those legs.” I wished I could see what she was up to because soon Mercy was moaning and gurgling all over the place.“Please, Rio,” Mercy pleaded, “please, ”“Do you like that?” Rio teased. “Wiggle that ass for me, then, Baby.”“Ah, oh, Rio, I love you,” Mercy moaned. SMACK!“None of that, you skank,” Rio snapped. “You are my toy, nothing more.”“Yes,” sobbed Mercy.“Good girl,” Rio responded. Mercy gave off a hiccup, then a gasp of pleasure. “You know you are my tight-ass whore; right?” Her victim lurched and moaned several more times.“Yes, yes, I understand,” Mercy gasped. “I'm yours, whenever, you want.” SMACK!“Good girl. Now shake that ass, Bitch,” Rio continued. Mercy began making choking, sobbing sounds. “Don't you dare cum until you get me off. Work that tongue like you mean it.” I could now visualize Rio and Mercy in a sixty-nine, Rio on top, with a dildo up Mercy's butt.While figuring that out, I almost missed Iona starting to spasm on my face. I could feel her vagina contracting on my tongue. One hand was yanking and releasing my hair while the fingernails on the other dug into my shoulder. I moved my tongue and latched onto her clit with my lips and sucked on it for all I was worth.“Ah, oh, oh, oh, ZANE!!!!!” Iona screamed. Her fluids dripped over my nose, into my mouth, and down my chin, but that wasn't my problem. My problem was that Iona's body was convulsing, bending her backward toward the head of the bed and me forward into Barbie Lynn. Of course, if I couldn't stop Iona's progress, she'd topple onto Barbie Lynn too.“Oh, Godfuckdamn!” Barbie exploded as I rammed my full length into her inadvertently. “Jesus, love, ” which was cut off by her orgasm taking over. Her anal muscles constricted and that was it for me. Hot semen shot down Barbie's gut, causing her to scream even louder. My whole body was trembling from my ejaculation, plus the strain the two women were putting on me.Somehow I hung on long enough for Iona to reach behind her, catching the headboard, while Barbie Lynn extended her arms up to brace Iona from tumbling over.“Fuck, yeah, that's what I'm talking about,” Rio laughed. “Mercy, you can come now.”“Uh, uh, thank, oh, God,” Mercy gasped out. “Rio, Um, ugh,” she choked out before she buried her face into Rio's pussy and muffled further expressions of ecstasy.“Gurr,” Rio growled, before burying her face into the top of Mercy's thigh. I figured by Mercy's thrashing that Rio took a bit of a nip out of her playmate's flesh. In a shuddering heap of sweaty flesh, Iona, Barbie Lynn, and I flopped onto the bed without anyone being crushed. They lay there while I remained on my knees.“Damn,” Valerie chuckled, “I feel like a virgin all over again.”“Hell, I need to take a shower and I just sat here,” Gorman agreed. I moved between Barbie Lynn and Iona. “Fuck, he's still hard.”“Zane's like that,” Barbie Lynn laughed between gasps of breath. “He's always hard after the first round, God bless his soul.”Iona snuggled into me, kissing my chest between gulps of air.“It's only been thirty minutes,” Iona sighed. “We'll let him recharge a little bit before going at him again.”“Yes, my butt hurts,” Barbie Lynn added. “I won't be ready for, say an hour.”Rio dismounted Mercy and rolled next to Barbie Lynn.“Mercy, get up here and kiss me, damn it,” Rio breathed huskily. Mercy staggered around on all fours and crawled up Rio's body until she straddled her. A dreamy smile on her face, Mercy went to kiss Rio on the lips but Rio stopped her.“No, you don't, you cunt,” Rio chastised her. “Here,” she indicated her chin. Mercy kissed it. Rio then led Mercy on a slow quest over her nose, cheeks, earlobe, and finally the lips. Rio grabbed Mercy's hips and pulled the older girl down on top of her.“Okay, I have to ask; how did Rio end up in bed with Mercy? Mercy is one of my better martial artists and Rio is, well, Rio, kind of an annoying little twerp,” Gorman wondered.“I won her playing bingo,” was Rio's smarmy comeback.“They developed a relationship when you put her in our path,” I was a bit more honest. “Mercy discovered something about herself and someone in Rio who could satisfy her needs.” To emphasize the point, Rio spanked Mercy's ass hard and the girl humped Rio in response.“So, besides Cappadocia, are there any of my other girls you, have a relationship with?” Dana inquired. She even leaned forward on the chair she was sitting on.“What makes you think Cappy and I have a thing?” I asked.“On Monday,” Dana rolled her eyes at my naiveté, “she hated you and on Wednesday, she couldn't keep her eyes off of you and couldn't drive the other teammates out of the gym for your, private lesson. Just because I'm over thirty doesn't mean I'm soft in the head.”“That's not fair, Coach,” Rio smiled past Mercy. “We never thought you were bright.”Before I could say or do anything, Barbie Lynn elbowed her.“Ow!” Rio snickered. “Why are you hitting me?”“I owe you. You said a bad thing, and Zane says never fight yesterday's battles. Now that the Coach is no longer the bad girl, we don't pick on her,” Barbie Lynn explained.“But I'm always annoying,” Rio countered. “Why is this time special?”“Rio, don't you think Zane deserves a break? He's always throwing himself onto the train tracks for you and you give him shit for it,” Barbie Lynn sounded a bit cross. “After all, you wouldn't have Mercy if you'd had your way. Zane was right about you being good for the rest of us to know, and he was right about saving Mercy. I trust him about Coach because I trust you too.”“Trust, smust, I'll keep my spank-o-matic,” Rio grimaced. She clearly got Barbie Lynn's point but admitting it at the moment wasn't in her. “So, does anyone want to give Mercy a hard spanking? If not, I'm going to get my big strap-on and ream her ass until she is so hoarse, she can't scream anymore.”“Don't you think you two need to grow together before using the ‘OMG' model?” I warned her. That thing would tear Mercy's unprepared butt to shreds. I reached over Barbie Lynn and spanked Mercy four times, two to each ass cheek. She yelped and jolted with each contact, and while tears welled in her eyes, she couldn't have been happier.“I'm getting my favorite strap-on, then,” Rio wiggled from under Mercy.“Hold her back,” Valerie joked. “She's lost her mind.” Mercy buried her face in the bed, shook her head, and raised her butt up in the air. “Fine, if it's the Spas-monkey you want, so be it.”“Have some of this,” Barbie Lynn fished out the lubricant and handed it to Mercy. “I don't know how patient Rio is going to be when she gets back.”Rio, who was only a few feet away getting out and attaching her strap-on, stuck out her tongue at Valerie and Barbie. “Spaz-monkey? I prefer Vibrator-Bunny, or didn't you two get my tweet?”“How about Vibrating Spaz?” Iona suggested. Rio howled and charged the bed.“That's it,” she giggled, “that tight little virgin butt-hole is mine!” Iona squawked and buried herself under my side.“That's my virgin butt to nurture and enjoy, bro, not yours,” I taunted Rio as I reached around and put a comforting arm around Iona. I wasn't sure how Iona would take that. Her kisses to my ribs ended those worries.“I'll nipple twist you for her,” Rio grinned. Belying her threat, she was lining up behind Mercy while Mercy was rubbing lube all along her ass cleft and anus.“I never considered the benefits of anal sex in a school full of virgin school girls,” Valerie mused. “Oral sex, I expected, but not anal.”“Somehow, when the Founders created the Purity Pledge, I suspect they were forbidding all kinds of intercourse, but they never counted on Zane,” Dana stated.“Rio, I'm not going to take you on in a contest you love and I hate,” I smiled. “How about a shoot-off? I'll spot you two orgasms.”“Four,” Rio hissed. She'd spread the oil over her dildo and was slowly pushing it into the ass of Mercy. Mercy had her face still buried in the sheets, her fists balled up and her hips pushing back.“Uh, uh, uh,” Mercy groaned, as Rio penetrated with short jabs. She rested her hands on Mercy's shoulder and neck.“Okay, now I'm grateful I sleep on my back,” Valerie commented. “I promised Zane I wouldn't break her, but if I felt that poking my hiney, I'd stick it somewhere she'd not soon forget.”“Do the world a favor and stick it in her mouth,” Dana smirked.“Hardy, har-har,” Rio chuckled. She reached down beside Mercy, retrieved her vibrator, and began rubbing it along that girl's pussy slit and clit. Barbie Lynn reached for my cock and began stroking it, rubbing it along her ass and between her cheeks.“I need another beer,” Dana sighed. “All this is doing is reminding me that plastic doesn't really get the job done.”“Get me a Coke and I'll get the popcorn,” Valerie said. “After all, I have an open invitation to join whenever I want.” I had to wonder when that had happened, then I remembered Rio and her big mouth.Iona had settled in on her side, head propped up on her elbow, as she watched me push into Barbie Lynn once more. I had my hands on her hip and thigh, pushing in with more force this time around.“Feels, so, good,” Barbie Lynn sighed, as my cock filled up her rectum. “Make me feel good, Daddy.”I lifted up her left leg, then gingerly took her wounded leg and raised it to my shoulder as well. As I felt the deep reaches of her bowels envelop me, Barbie Lynn arched her back and let out a sob of joy.“Oh, that's what I need,” she moaned, “That's what I've missed.”Unlike our first round, this time we were raw with our hunger for one another. I kneaded her breasts, teasing and pulling the nipples from time to time. Her body was folded up so that our faces were close enough for me to lock onto those gorgeous bedroom blue eyes. Barbie licked her lips and blew kisses at me.I was so into Barbie sensually that I almost missed Mercy going off next to us.“Oh God, oh fuck, oh God!” she verbally exploded. “Please!!!” Rio kept up the slap, slap, slap of her thighs against Mercy's butt.“Don't you give up on me, Bitch,” Rio taunted her. She grabbed a handful of Mercy's hair and pulled her shoulder up off the bed until she was balancing on her hands and knees.Rio shot a look my way and mouthed ‘I love you' as she kept working Mercy over into one cascading orgasm after another. I was pounding deep into Barbie Lynn's tight orifice, Rio was happy, and Iona was giving me a dreamy, contented look. Life could hardly be better.“Zane, we need to, Oh, My God!” Virginia Goodswell cried out in a shocked voice.Faculty Spectators in Zane's Bedroom“Here, have my seat, Virginia,” Gorman grinned. “You look like you are about to fall over.” I hadn't even heard Dana or Valerie return.“Zane, what are you doing?” Virginia questioned.“I'm a little busy,” I ground out. Fucking was hard, attention intensive, and pleasurable work.“Virginia, he's having anal intercourse with Barbie Lynn Masters,” Dana chuckled. “I thought that would have been obvious. Rio Talon is using a strap-on and a dildo on Mercy Chaplain, and Iona, having been touched and licked to two orgasms, is sitting this round out.”“I can see that and, Dana, what are you doing here?” Virginia, my Spiritual Advisor, asked.“I'm unemployed so they aren't my students anymore,” Dana snorted. “Also, Zane's got one of the few illegal internet hook-up plus satellite TV. My apartment is a tomb, comparatively.”“This was the farthest thing from my mind when I learned my Dad was sending me to an All-Girl Christian University,” Valerie added.“It is the skirts,” Rio giggled. “Zane can't keep his hands off the skirts.”“In my experience, Zane has the pathological desire to worship the female form,” Iona joined in.“Listen, I knew Zane was having, relationships, but coming in and finding him in bed with four women, girls, students is a bit much to wrap my mind around,” Virginia related. “My sex life has been a bit vanilla.”“I prefer to think of mine as disappointing,” Dana confessed.“All my boyfriends have lived under threat of dismemberment, so I've had it pretty safe too,” Valerie stated.“Threat of dismemberment?” Virginia stammered.“She's a member of a major criminal biker organization in the Rockies,” Dana informed her.“We are a motorcycle club,” Valerie defended her family.“I'm having sex here,” I growled. “If you don't mind, ”“We are good, Zane,” Valerie replied. “Don't worry about us, and Barbie needs you.”“Gee, thanks,” I grumbled, but she was right; Barbie Lynn needed my attention.“Ms. Palmer, every one of your known associates, except your baby sister, has a criminal record,” Dana said.“I've never been convicted of anything,” Val countered, “and Mom got off on a bad search.”Mercy cried out as Rio shifted to sharp powerful jabs with her artificial cock.“I've got a record,” Rio crowed proudly.“That only means you were sloppy enough to get caught,” Valerie pointed out.“It wasn't my fault; I ran out of road while driving a stolen Porsche,” Rio told us.“You stole a Porsche?” Valerie asked.“How do you run out of road in an expensive, high-performance sports car?” Virginia wondered.“Yes, take that, Mercy, you bitch,” slap, slap, “I stole a Porsche and I ran out of road when I cruised into another car showroom on the far side of town. Who knew that those dumb sons-of-bitches didn't put a back way out that place?”“Rio, why did you steal something that didn't belong to you in the first place?” Iona begged to know.“Blame drugs, teenage hormones, or the fact that it was a school night, I hadn't studied for a test the next day, and this sounded like the best way of not having to take it,” Rio suggested.I would have told them that was Rio-speak for 'I have no idea' except I'd finally stretched Barbie Lynn's hamstrings to the point we had our tongues entwined, mouths pressed, and teeth nibbling on each other's lips like famished lovers. I could feel her anal spasm vibrating up through her body and her lungs fighting for air. She was getting close and I thought it was going to be a big one.“That would be an exhibition of low impulse control,” Dana chided Rio.“I think it shows poor life choices,” Virginia stated.“I think it shows she's fucking nuts,” Valerie declared.“Fine, whatever, but I'm one of the two people fucking a sweet piece of ass while you dykes are sitting on the sidelines,” Rio taunted them.“You are my students,” Virginia began, “I don't, ” She was interrupted by Barbie Lynn.“Ugh, Oh, Lord Jesus, Zane,” she gasped then, “Aye!” she screamed so loud I was afraid my brain would explode. She kept trying to buck me off and thrash about so violently that I was afraid she'd hurt herself, or me.I rode that wave for almost a minute before Barbie Lynn made one final strenuous effort, then went limp in my arms. I gently shifted her legs down my sides to rest on the bed. I remained propped over her until her eyes focused on me and an ephemeral smile graced her lips.“Um, sleepy,” she purred.“Okay, Babe,” I said, then kissed her nose. Her eyes closed and her breathing became low and regular. “Okay,” I whispered once again. I slowly withdrew from her and slid down the bed.“What was that?” Virginia asked softly.“I'm pretty sure that was an orgasm,” Dana responded.“No, I think that was fucking a girl into unconsciousness,” Valerie countered.“Ugh, ugh, uh, Rio, oh, yeah, it hurts,” Mercy moaned.“And here goes the other one,” Dana chuckled.“I know it hurts, Mercy-slut, now cum for your Momma,” Rio groaned to Mercy as he pressed her body onto Mercy's back.“Ugh, I, I'm, trying,” Mercy gasped out, then she screamed as Rio rammed the vibrator onto Mercy's clit and flicked it onto the high setting. “Oh, Fuck Me!!” she screamed. Mercy's body fell forward prostrate on the bed, her lungs fighting for air and her thighs and ass shaking uncontrollably.“Zane, does this kind of thing hap-, oh, my God, Zane, you are still hard,” Virginia exclaimed.“Honestly,” I sighed, “if I had fewer beautiful women in my life, I'd have more blood to the brain to think straight with.” I finished up by opening my wardrobe and taking out a robe.“Now I'm going to take a shower, get re-hydrated, then come back here and see if I can convince Iona to give me a little more of her time,” I continued.“I'll join you,” Rio grinned, as she slipped off the strap-on.“I'll come along as well,” Iona said as she popped off the bed, only to end up on wobbly legs.“No,” Virginia commanded, “Zane showers alone. You two aren't even dressed so there is no way you are going out there among all those other girls sticky with sex.”Rio traipsed over to my dresser and pulled out two of my dress shirts. She tossed one to Iona and put on the other.“See, I'm dressed,” Rio declared.“No, you are not; that shirt isn't even buttoned,” Virginia responded. At this point, I walked out of the room and toward the shower near the hot tub (as opposed to the one by the sauna).PAIGE REVISITEDWith the looks I was getting, I almost wished I could back up. Some of the fifty or so girls at my place wondered what the hell all that screaming was about, a few knew what it was but couldn't believe the volume of the noise, and a few came up and kissed me.“Hey, Slugger,” Opal teased me after a deep tongue tackle. “Who in the hell where you giving it to?”Brandi came up and wrapped an arm around Opal's arm.“It was Barbie Lynn,” Paige snuck up on me and volunteered. “I recognize her inflections.” Her ghosting up on me yet again wasn't the most disturbing part of the young albino maiden; it was the burning hunger in her eyes.“You took Barbie Lynn's virginity?” Millicent Pierce questioned me somewhat fearfully.“That's not the hole Zane goes up,” Opal grinned wickedly. Millicent instinctively covered her backside.“Can you imagine how good that had to feel to make Barbie Lynn scream that loud?” Paige purred. Uh, oh, that was some serious trouble being aimed my way.“Does that hurt?” Millicent murmured.“Yeah, it hurts so much that Barbie Lynn hunts Zane down every other night and has sex with him until she can no longer move,” Opal exaggerated. “Speaking of which, where is our real Dorm Mother?”“She's asleep in bed,” I admitted, somewhat shame-facedly. Millicent looked blown away.“Can I go see her?” Millicent asked.“She's my lover, not an exhibit,” I informed her. “Let her sleep in peace.” I moved through the little crowd and entered the shower.The hot water cascaded over my body, erasing the fatigue from my tired muscles and cleaning my sweaty body and the sex off my cock. Getting out proved that not only did sexually repressed young ladies like to ogle my naked form, but they also paid no attention to my desires. I caught Paige and Millicent sneaking back out of my room with Rio and Iona in tow.“She looks so, peaceful,” Millicent muttered.“What part of leave her alone did you not understand?” I growled angrily.“Spank the naughty bitches,” Rio egged me on.“They didn't do anything to wake Barbie Lynn up,” Iona defended them.“I'm sorry,” Millicent apologized. Paige looked anything but contrite, challenging my gaze instead.“Fine, spank Snowflake here,” Rio persisted.“What? No Edgar Winters reference?” Paige shot back while keeping her eyes on me.“Paige,” I said in a deadly even tone, “apologize or leave.”“Or what?” she taunted. I nodded and took a deep breath.“Oh, you are going to get it now, you skank,” Rio chuckled. Instead, I walked past them all and went to my room.“That was a bit disappointing,” Paige sneered. No one else said anything for a second, then Iona clued in.“Whoops, Paige, Zane will be right back,” Iona commented.“I can hardly wait,” she said sarcastically.In the room, Virginia and Dana had moved to the small sofa on the far side of the room, deep in quiet conversation. Mercy had curled up next to a sleeping Barbie Lynn, and Barbie Lynn looked like some angel, confident, sleeping, and almost otherworldly in her beauty. Before I could hope to enjoy it, I had to get dressed and resolve an issue.I raced through dressing back into my school uniform and walked outside.“Now you are going to get it,” Rio whispered to Paige. Paige snorted.“Paige, you brought me word about Heaven and I owe you for that, so if we can agree that you are going to respect me and my personal space, I'm going to forget about you going to my bedroom uninvited,” I laid it out for her.“And if I don't?” she confronted me.“I pick you up, throw you over my shoulder, and toss you out of the dorm, and you won't be invited back until you grow a personality that isn't all conceited douche,” I answered.“You can't and you won't,” Paige shook her head.“Reality check, Paige,” I grinned. “I'll ask Cordelia to keep you away, and while she likes you, she needs me more, and you don't have the stones to go against Cordelia, do you?”“Is that the best you have, Zane?” Paige sniffed derisively.“Paige, you are a really smart girl, but Cordelia has several really smart girls,” I pointed out. “What matters is how many friends you have compared to how many friends I have. How does that math work out for you?”“That doesn't mean anything,” Paige responded defensively.“Good enough. I don't really feel like arguing,” I shrugged. I swept up on Paige, who had some good reaction time but no skill. I had her up and over my shoulder in three seconds flat.“Put me down!” she squawked. I headed down the stairs, her fists beating my back and her legs kicking.“Bye-bye, ya whore,” Rio chuckled. It didn't take much imagination to know that Iona was glaring at Rio for that comment.“Stop, put me down,” Paige struggled. After we made the elevator, “You can put me down now.” I didn't respond because I wasn't hearing what I needed to hear and I didn't feel like engaging her in conversation.“Please, don't,” she tried, once we landed on the first floor, but to no effect. I took her to the dorm door, kicked it open, and stepped out.“Here you go,” I said as I deposited her. I had no idea how far past tears she'd gotten.“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” she snarled. “Okay? Happy? You win and I lose. You are the popular kid and I'm not.”“No, I'm not happy,” I answered calmly. “This never had anything to do with me beating you up; it had to deal with you constantly slapping me around and I got sick of it. Paige, you got so sick of being bullied, you became a bully.” She clearly didn't believe me. “You are pretty and smart, and you use these qualities as a scalpel to cut people up.”“What would you know about it?” she snapped. “You've always been Mr. Popular.”“Take into account I was in a normal private school for my first ten years. Yes, I was one of the popular kids; good looking, the right parents, and pretty smart. I also knew the social hierarchy and I was certainly unkind to my fair share other students.”“Before you go beating me over the head with you being albino, please understand: I don't care. My parents are gone, dead. I'm never getting them back. You are a slender, smart girl with gorgeous hair who has two parents who probably love you very much,” I smiled. “I only wish you would lead off with those traits instead of constantly reminding everyone how fucking condescending you can be.”Paige looked at me for half a minute, studying me, perhaps looking for some understanding of me. Good luck with that; I barely understand me and I'm inside my head.“Does this mean I can go back inside?” she finally inquired.“Yes. All I wanted was a simple apology, and technically, you are still on the dorm sidewalk so I haven't finished throwing you out yet,” I replied.“Just like that?” she snorted. “You are such an idiot.”“What did I warn you about leading with the grey matter?” I scowled. She seemed to weigh her next words.“You said I was 'very pretty',” she mused, changing the direction of the conversation suddenly.“Well, yes, you have a flawless complexion girls would kill for and, as I said earlier, I really like you hair,” I stated. “It is gorgeous.” I put my arm around her shoulder, spun us around, and went back inside. As we boarded the elevator for the return trip, Paige tapped my hand.“What's with all this?” she indicated my casual embrace.“When you aren't trying to piss me off, I honestly like you, Paige,” I confided in her.“You seem to live your life by making some rather irrational decisions,” she noted.“Paige, you see life as chess while I see it as Scrabble,” I grinned. “For you, it is move and countermove. I tend to see life being something that gives you a constantly changing group of options that you make the most of.”“Oh,” she seemed to digest that, then she said, “I apologize for calling you an idiot. You are a moron; I should have seen the difference.” I laughed from deep within.“I'm a moron,” I teased her. “I bet you've never been held by a boy like this before because if you had, you would know this gives the guy a perfect vantage point to look down your shirt.”Paige clutched her shirt tightly in a fist, blocking my view. She looked bitter and offended.“30-B, a translucent white with lace trim bra,” I told her. “Good choice, but I get the impression you don't wear it as a normal part of your school attire. Wearing it for me?”“What makes you think, ” she started, then “Yes.”“What was the plan?” I inquired.“I was going to spill water all over my chest by accident, ask for one of your shirts to replace it, and for you to show me where it was,” she smiled slyly. “With my bra and your libido, plus a little playful contact, I'd get you into bed.” She was highly confident.“Nice,” I admitted, “but it wouldn't have worked.”“Why not?” she seemed slightly offended. My money was, her insecurities about her body not measuring up to Barbie Lynn's curves were behind that.“I would have given you a robe and sent Iona down to her room to get you a spare,” I informed her. “Your only flaw in the plan is that I find you inherently untrustworthy.”“Why do you say that?” she was now really offended.“Paige, you use people. It is your default relationship approach,” I explained. “It is not so much a bad thing as it is predictable. Someone as smart as you can do better.”“You don't seem to mind it when Cordelia treats you that way,” she countered. We were at the door to my place.“If you will recall, Cordelia told me to kiss her as part of my Handmaiden's Duty,” I reminded Paige. “Now, if you want to be a Cordelia substitute, go ahead, I'll still spend time with you if you like. I only think you need a friend who should point out that people are people from time to time.”“Now you want to be my friend, Zane?” she mocked me.“I'll be your friend, but you have to wear this sexy blood red stocking, garter, bossier, bra and choker combination. It will make your flesh glow like it is on fire,” I grinned lasciviously.“I thought you wanted to see my flawless skin devoid of obstructions,” Paige said.“I'll dress you up in it, and if you don't like it, I'll remove it too,” I smile mischievously. She looked at me, her mighty mental calculator going over where the conversation was going.“Why do you see me differently than everyone else?” she asked.“Give me some leeway,” I requested, then bent down slightly, slipped a hand under her skirt, making her jump minutely, and ran my middle finger under her underwear band into her pussy.She bit her lip but kept staring intently at me as I moved that finger up and down, back and forth, until it was covered in her fluids. I sunk my forefinger in and did the same. I removed my hand and brought the forefinger to my lips. As I sucked the liquid off and savored the taste, I caught Paige licking her lips in sympathetic hunger.I pointed my middle finger at her mouth and pushed it forward, daring her to take it in her mouth. She barely resisted and was soon running her tongue along my finger inside her mouth, cleaning it off. I pulled it out and she grinned at me seductively.“You stick your middle finger into my mouth with my vaginal secretions on it, that is a not so subtle 'I'm going to fuck you'; right?” she teased.“I could say 'I'll tell you when I figure out if I'm a moron or an idiot,' but I'd rather tell the truth. You piss me off,” I confessed, “and I want to hammer you through my bed and into the floor. I want to make you scream, cry, and look down on you with your face glowing from the exertion and your hair damp with your sweat.”Paige's eyes grew wide and her breaths deepened as I told her what I wanted and expected.“Don't worry, though,” I said as I leaned in. She expected a kiss on the lips but I went for the forehead instead, “because it will never happen. Bye now.”“What!” she squalled, grabbing my arm as I tried to move past her. “Why not?”I looked back at her and grinned evilly.“Gotcha!” I smirked. “That's what it feels like when someone yanks your chain. If you still want to go up with me, know I won't screw with you again unless you screw with me.” She didn't react for the longest time so I finally turned back up the stairs.“The point of all this was making you want to screw me,” Paige laughed as she ran to my side.I've said it before and I'll say it again, women are fucking nuts, and I'll grow crazy or end up dead trying to understand them. I could try to run away from the jumble of contradictions and obfuscations that was Paige Zeller but where is the fun in that?“I'm not kicking anyone out of the bedroom,” I cautioned her.“That's fine,” she announced happily, “you do your best work when you have an audience.”“We really need to work on your romantic technique,” I lectured her.“Zane, I want you for your physical prowess,” Paige countered. “If I want mental stimulation, I have this e-pal in Taipei who I regularly communicate with.”“I repeat, you need to work on how you romance your partner,” I grumbled. We opened the door when we reached the top of the stairs and got a few stares as they tried to figure out what was going on. I debated what to do (I was sort of hungry) when Paige dragged me toward the bedroom.“Oh! Pay up, pay up,” Opal called out.“Damn,” bitched Rio. “I keep hoping my boy Zane will develop some standards, but oh, well.”“They were betting on you bringing me back for sex?” Paige whispered, but her desire was glowing bright. I shook my head and chuckled.“Don't worry about it; I still see you as a whirling vortex of passionate lust,” I assured her.We passed around the Chinese screens that separated my area from the rest of the floor and I was relieved to see everyone but Barbie Lynn had left, and Barbie had curled up on the near side of the bed and was still asleep. As we moved around the bed, Paige's resolve began to falter.“Sit down, let's talk,” I said softly. Paige was clearly confused.“The most powerful tool in sex is the brain,” I continued. “I want to know you a little better first.”“I should be great at this,” she replied.“How many boys have you kissed?” I asked as we sat down. She looked surprised by the question.“Two,” was her curt response. “Zane, I want you to take my virginity.” Now it was my turn to be surprised, but I was only put off for a moment.“Tell me about those two times,” I persisted. Paige had started tugging her shirt out from her skirt and was clearly not pleased with my request.“Zane, didn't you hear me? I want you to pop my cherry, break me in, fuck my vagina, whatever you want to call it,” she told me.“Yes,” I nodded, “and I'm looking forward to that, but answer the question please.”“I, I've been kissed by two boys, one kiss per boy,” she replied, but I could tell there was more to it.“Do I have to play twenty questions with you?” I gave an exasperated sigh. Paige flushed with anger.“Fine, damn it,” she growled. “The first boy, I paid to kiss me on the lips. He did so, and he looked at me like he wanted to throw up.” That looked like it hurt her to admit.“The second time, it was a joke, a dare. I closed my eyes, he kissed me on the lips, and then I heard the applause. They congratulated him for kissing the freak,” she recited with anguish. “They laughed at me while I ran away.” She looked furious and miserable at the same time.I tilted her head up toward me. I let my first kiss barely brush her lips. I let her study my reaction, and then I kissed her again.The third kiss pressed our lips together, and on the fourth, our tongues touched. The fifth saw her wrap her arms around me and hold me tight for nearly a minute. She was panting for breath when we came up for air. I used that moment to pick her up and place us both farther into the bed.“Eep!” she exclaimed, then she started to giggle. I straddled her and dove in to nibble her neck. Paige beat at my chest with her fists but couldn't stop laughing. “That tickles!” We fell back into kissing for a while; Paige didn't need to rush into sex despite her declared desires. “Shouldn't we take our clothes off?”I responded to that by sitting up, grabbing her shirt in both hands over the breasts, and ripping it open. Buttons went flying everywhere and Paige's eyes expressed her shock. I reached for her bra but Paige's hands flew to mine.“Wait,” she gasped. “It unsnaps from the front.” I even let her open the bra for me, exposing her ghostly breasts and pale pink areolas and nipples.I shifted down Paige's body and latched my lips to her left breast, causing her to cry out in pleasure.“Oh, damn,” she purred, “this is so much better in real life.” I wasn't sure I knew what that meant, or that I even wanted to know.I feasted on each nipple and breast in turn until they were fully engorged and bright, rosy pink from my attention. She'd spread her legs wide open and was humping her hips up against me. I pulled away long enough to get my shirt off before descending on her for kisses once more. In the midst of that, we rolled over where she grabbed me by the side of the head and covered my face with butterfly kisses.“I've always wanted to do that,” she beamed pure joy at me. I moved my hands down her ribs, waist, and hips until I was able to pull up her skirt and grab her ass. Paige aggressively humped me in response, smiling at me and breathing heavy. Without any urging, Paige pushed up my body until she dangled her breast against my lips.I greedily sucked one in, teasing her nipple with my teeth. Paige yelped but followed me down without comment, cradling my head into her chest and rocking me back and forth.“Careful, Honey, he's addictive,” Barbie Lynn sleepily intervened.“He's going to take my virginity,” Paige exulted.“Is he now?” she grinned at me.“She's asked; I'm considering it, but I want to know she's really ready for it first,” I mumbled back between mouthfuls of tit.“Wait,” she panted, “you promised me.”“Paige, Rule 7 for guys: when sex is involved, we lie,” I informed her.“Oh, what lie did you tell Barbie Lynn?” Paige inquired.“He forces me to orgasm so he can bask in my post-orgasmic bliss,” Barbie Lynn sighed dreamily.“Besides,” I said, as I ran my hands through her fine white hair and tucked a few locks behind her ears, “I am not saying we won't do it, but you are an incredibly tough read and we aren't going to do something I don't think you need.”“How come you get to decide?” Paige sounded annoyed.“I'm the only guy you've approached who you didn't find on an escort service website; we are in my bed; and, oh, yeah, I've had sex hundreds of times and you are in all ways a virgin,” I listed off the reasons. “Paige, you only get to do this 'first time' once, and I would like it to be something you love and want to do again and again.”“Well, I know what I want. I am in your bed and you're half-naked already,” she emphasized by grinding her pelvis into me. “I'm also on top and I don't think you can get rid of me that easily.”“This one is a little firecracker,” Barbie Lynn chuckled.“She's that,” I commented, “but you should always be leery of someone who thinks they are always right.” My words didn't stop me from pressing my cock up against Paige's twat. “We could always have a little butt-sex instead,” I teased.“No!” Paige squeaked. “You are huge and my butthole is tiny.”“Oh, God,” I laughed. “You actually looked at your butt in a mirror.” Paige blushed furiously. “Listen, Paige, trust me on this. You can go into town and find some college guy who will jump at the chance to screw you. What you have to wonder is how much he'll care about you and your needs as well as how good he is at sex. Let's get naked.”“Finally,” Paige mocked. She rolled off and shed her clothes so fast they left angry red tracks down her legs. I took my time but Paige didn't seem to mind. She reached out and ran a hand over my bicep and shoulder.“He's real enough,” Barbie Lynn assured her quietly.“How did you know what I was thinking?” Paige mused. At least she only implied Barbie Lynn was stupid.“Paige, sweetie, how many of us FFU girls expect to be able to choose our man, much less one worth having? And don't you be disparaging of Zane, now, either. I can smell your arousal from here,” Barbie Lynn said with a sexy curve to her lips.Paige was thinking of her retort when she gasped as I caught her distracted and slipped two fingers along the folds of her cunt. When her razor sharp focus latched onto me once more, I pushed her onto her back and mounted her. Her legs splayed out to either side and the location of her hips against my stomach reminded me of how narrow her hips were, narrower than even Iona's.She still did her best to wrap her legs around me as she placed her hands on my shoulders.“Are you going to make me scream?” she asked nervously.“Every girl is different so don't worry about it,” I grinned. “Besides, I can tell you'll be really good at this.”“How can you know I'll be any good at sex?” Paige snapped. Yes, that was the sore point I was looking for.“Your eyes sparkle when you touch me, you react instinctively to my touch, you are in good physical shape, and you're very sensitive all over your body,” I explained. “What you saw as fooling around was me mapping out how your body works and where your erogenous zones were. No two women are the same and I love exploring. Now I'm getting back to it.”I began placing kisses along her sternum, down toward her navel. Her stomach pulsed when I kissed the belly button.“Oh, aha,” Paige moaned. I licked and stroked the area around her navel, causing her torso to gyrate from the sexual stimulation. “Um, that feels nice.”Unlike previous encounters with other women where I avoided the pussy while I worked around it, I instead placed one hand immediately to the area, squeezing two fingers into her cunt and wiggling them around. I left the clit alone for now because I was encouraging a slow boil, not a flash burn. I wanted Paige in an erotically charged high before I challenged her vaginal virginity.Paige's skin had this false translucent quality to it that was exciting to watch. You could track the arousal of a touch by the blood rushing to the skin around the excited area. Physically, she could conceal nothing, and she was far from sexually experienced enough to stifle her vocalizations of pleasure.“I just want to be fucked,” she moaned,“ I just want to be fucked, aha, oh.” Her words said one thing but her body expressed its desire for more excitement. “No, ” she groaned as she ground her hips against my lips. When I stabbed my tongue to her clit, she acted like a jolt of electricity arched through her body.Now, when I've performed cunnilingus on a girl, I expect a bit of movement; I'm doing something wrong if she lays there. Paige was all over the place, pulling away then thrusting back as well as rolling her hips rapidly side to side. At the moment her thrashing turned into trembles, I withdrew my lips and fingers, causing Paige to whimper and look down at me.“Huh?” she pleaded. I gave her a mischievous grin, then blew on her clit. Paige hiccupped, then threw her head down on the bed violently. I began sucking on the inside of her thighs for about one minute, letting her settle down, then leapt on her clit with my tongue once more.“Oh, God!” Paige squealed.I moved my tongue off, trading off with two fingers parting her labia and flicking her clit with my thumb. I alternated back and forth over five minutes until I noticed Paige was sobbing and tearing up the sheets with her fists.“Have mercy, Zane,” Barbie Lynn whispered.I gave a quick nod before placing my lips around Paige's clit and sucking on it with growing intensity plus twirling the tip of my tongue along its tip. I also made tiny fucking motions with two fingers into her cunt. She didn't last thirty seconds.“Oh, my, God, Zane!” she growled.She wasn't loud but she rumbled her orgasm from deep in her chest. It was kind of surprising, coming from such a lithe, ephemeral being. Paige was sucking down further sounds internally so that they were merely sobs. I crawled up to her side, rested sidewise, propped up by an elbow, and placed a hand on her stomach as I watched over her. When she started gasping for air, her eyes locked with mine once more.Paige feebly pushed on my chest so I let her push me on my back. She struggled to rise over me, then collapsed on my chest.“I, that was, you still didn't fuck me,” she wheezed. I sighed in frustration, pulled Paige on top of me, chest to chest, and then began playing slap-happy with her ass.“Ow,ow, ow, ow, ow,” she squalled. “Stop that; I bruise easily,” she added, with tears in her eyes.“Damn it, woman, is it going to kill you to accept that I know what I'm doing?” I responded angrily. “Since you are clearly clueless, what we just did was foreplay. I wanted to relax your body before we moved to the next step.”Paige had enough common sense to look embarrassed but not enough to keep quiet.“Well my ass still hurts,” she pouted.“What?” I questioned. “Did you say you wanted me to hurt your ass?” I grabbed each ass cheek and pulled them apart.“No!” she squeaked, “You are too big.” She grabbed my hands in her smaller grip and tried to pry them off. We rocked back and forth until we rolled over. She struggled but I soon ended on top of her, Paige on her stomach, and my legs prying hers open. “No, no,” she pleaded as she felt my cock resting on her ass cleft.“Relax,” I whispered into Paige's ear, “have you ever heard of doggy style?”“You aren't, going to have anal sex with me?” she gulped. I pushed my body up and after a moment, Paige followed, pressing her back against my torso once more.“I'd never do anything to you that you didn't want me to,” I assured her, “though I am going to have you begging me to bugger you before this semester is over.”“Uh-uh,” Paige assured me, “not going to happen,” but she did wiggle her butt against me playfully, testing my resolve. I balanced on one hand so I could use the other to pull her hair away from one side to the other. Her neck, ear, and the side of her face were now revealed. I sucked on her shoulder while I repositioned my cock so that it slid down her ass, past her anus and pussy, so that it pressed along her pubic mound from below.Paige began humming pleasurably and gyrating her hips against me. I put my free hand on her breast and massaged it as well.“Promise me you won't keep me waiting this time,” she murmured. “Promise you'll take me.”“Of course I will, Paige. You have to relax and enjoy yourself and not get worked up about us having sex,” I comforted her. She rocked against me and I pushed back. “Nice and slow,” I cautioned her. “I'm not going anywhere.” With a little effort, she did as I requested.I kept running my hand down from her breast to her stomach, each time going a little farther down. She'd tilted her shoulders and neck so that we could kiss but she also found my lips on her neck to be tantalizing. I was tricky enough that I had my cockhead parting her puffy lips before she realized it. In fact, I had three separate penetrations that elicited moans, then she looked up at me.“Don't be afraid,” I told her sympathetically. “Remember the faces of all the girls you've seen me with while we are having sex and know that it is going to be just as good for you.” Paige looked down at the mattress and nodded her head. She pushed back but it wasn't easy. Her entrance felt like a vice restricting my entrance.Even totally wet, her vaginal muscles were blocking my progress initially. I patiently kept at it, incrementally advancing with each coaxing touch. When I brushed against her hymen, Paige didn't even recognize the moment had come. I subtly brought my arm down to her stomach and wrapped her up in my arm while teasing her ear with my teeth.“Yip!” Paige exclaimed as I pierced her virginity. “Oh, God, it burns,” she sobbed. I gave her a few seconds to adjust before penetrating even deeper.“No,” she moaned, and tried to pull away, but I didn't let her. “Zane,” she pleaded for me to let her go. “It hurts.” I kept at it. “I never thought it would hurt this bad, please.”She gave one final gasp as I pressed the final inch into her, then we remained there, locked in sexual congress while she wept and trembled underneath me. I considered it a minor miracle Paige had remained on her hands and knees as we reached this point. Now I had to get her past the stage where pain dominated pleasure.“We'll move when you feel you are ready,” I instructed her. Paige nodded, then nothing else for some time. She caught me off guard when she flexed her grasp on my cock.“Um,” she purred. “Did you feel that?” My groan was my reply. Paige pulled away a tiny bit until the pain kicked in and she stopped.Seconds later she repeated the process, withdrawing several inches, then reversing the procedure and allowing me deeper in once more.“It hurts less,” she admitted. A moment later as she shifted to a faster rhythm, “it is really quite nice.”“You might want to ask Zane how he is doing,” Barbie Lynn chided Paige.“But I honestly don't care,” Paige noted.“If you want to do this again, you might want to start caring,” Barbie informed her. I winked at the blonde sex angel.“Zane, do you like having sex with me?” Paige asked in a much kinder tone than normal. She must have been truly appreciating the lovemaking she was receiving.“It feels like you are trying to rip my dick off,” I ground out. “You are damn tight, then you are adding those contractions on top of that. I may not be able to have sex for a week.”“Paige, I like you, but if Zane is telling the truth, I going to seriously rearrange your anatomy,” Barbie Lynn promised with dangerous intent.“I apologize,” Paige pouted. To prove how sorry she wasn't, Paige rotated her hips down then back up several times rapidly. So that's how she wanted to play it.I placed both hands on her shoulders and let her make a few more tentative moves before slamming my member all the way in.“Oh, fuck,” she gasped. I slowly drew back my full length, then rocketed back in time and time again. Paige was sweating and panting from earlier exertions but now she was barely hanging on.Slap, slap, slap, my hips mashed against her ass. Paige gave a breathless grunt each time I drilled her, and that was followed by a relieved sigh as I pulled back. By the desperation in her voice, I knew she wouldn't last much longer.“Oh! My! Fucking! God!” she growled loudly.I now knew what it felt like to have put my dick in a fire hose and had some asshat turn the water on. Paige's pussy juice had been plentiful the first time she had an orgasm. This time they were copious and forceful, and my penis was simply in the way; what got past stung the hell out of my ball sack.Normally I have really good control over my sexual climax but I was being sorely tested. Worse, I couldn't simply pop out of Paige because that would cause her pain. The odds of her using birth control were next to nil and none, so it fell to me to find something to center my mind and not ejaculate.“Zane, are you okay?” Barbie Lynn said in a hushed, worried tone. I could only nod. Paige was erratically pushing up and down on my dick, to the point where I grabbed her hips in order to not have a nasty accident when her muscles relaxed and my overstimulation ended.“Don't, move,” I panted painfully to Paige.Paige didn't quite comply but I didn't blame her because her arms gave out and she slumped forward. I held up her rear by my hold on her hips. I carefully let her slide off my cock and finish splaying out on the bed. I sat back on my heels, breathing deeply and fighting for control.“Come here, Baby,” Barbie Lynn ordered, picking up on my distress.I moved over Paige's leg toward Barbie and she joined me by turning around, meeting me half way.“I've got this,” she purred, as she wrapped my penis in one hand and placed her lips over the head. Despite Paige's vaginal fluids and some blood, Barbie loved it. She bobbed up and down twice before my resolve finally crumbled.“Cumming,” I gasped. Barbie Lynn shot me a quick grin, then pumped and sucked with renewed vigor. When I started ejaculating, Barbie Lynn made some half-hearted swallowing efforts but I knew she was holding something back. I smiled at her as I ran my hand through her honeyed locks.When I finished unloaded into Barbie Lynn's mouth, I pulled her up, she leaned into my body, and we kissed. I tasted my semen on my tongue as we swapped fluids. Barbie Lynn licked her lips in a highly sensual manner as we broke our kiss. She gave me a little wink, acknowledging how much I'd changed her in our short time together: kinky, sexy, and beautiful.“Whoa,” whimpered Paige as she opened her eyes and looked in our direction. “That was intense.” She sighed and took a deep breath. “I should have mentioned this earlier, you didn't need to pull out. I had, issues when I was little and my ovaries were removed. I'm never going to have children.”I switched back to Paige and kissed her on the forehead. This was probably time for some sympathy, if Paige had been anything approaching a normal girl.“You fucking wait to tell me this now?” I chided her. “Do you have any idea the panic attack you put me through? I was stuck inside you and you were so damn hot I nearly lost it. I was trying to figure out what I was going to tell your father, damn it!”“Father?” she seemed confused for a second, then, “Oh. Why would I ever marry you?”“I'm a billionaire philanthropist genius playboy,” I joked.“You are Iron Man?” she mocked me.“Or Batman, your choice,” I volleyed back.“If you hadn't made me feel so fantastic right now, I'd recode your computer to operate in Mandarin,” she snickered. “Iron Man is one of my heroes and I will not have him mocked by the likes of you.”“Clearly, the first round of spanking didn't work, but I'm nothing if not persistent,” I glowered.Paige's hands flew to her vulnerable and still rather red backside.“Don't you dare,” she threatened. I pivoted, she flinched, then I leaned down and kissed her butt cheek. “What?” she murmured then I kissed her again and again. I slowly pried her hands away and soon had planted little signs of affection all over her tender, sore flesh.“Kiss ass,” Paige teased. I had to wonder if she was taking social lessons from Rio.“Tell me something: how did you get to be so quiet? I'm normally pretty good at not letting anyone sneak up on me but you have done it to me twice already,” I asked.“That's not a totally stupid question,” Paige answered.“I have been basically friendless most of my life, if you don't count the internet. I was small, different, and was picked on. I learned to be quiet and go unnoticed,” she explained. “I admit to having a harder time with you than with most people.”“Because I lived out in the jungle and became more observant?” I queried.“No,” she sighed in exasperation. “Because I've wanted to grab you and drag you back to my room since I first laid eyes on you, Zane. Mentally, you are unremarkable, but physically, you scream out 'Sex, sex, sex!'” That observation made Barbie Lynn laugh out loud. My pained and confused expression only caused them to laugh louder.Someday I'm going to come out on top of one of these exchanges. Then I'm going to run away from school because I want to leave on a high note and I'm not likely to ever win a second time.The Chancellor's Last Move*The pursuit of power is pointless unless you know how to use it*A LONG STORY AND I DON'T KNOW THE ENDING“Zane? God Damn it, Zane!” Raven screeched at me as she barged into my room. What could I say? Barbie Lynn was halfway under the sheets but her tumultuous breasts were clearly exposed. Paige was totally naked, face down on the other side of me but had clearly been fucked thoroughly and her tight pale ass spanked hard. Oh, yeah, and I was kneeling between the two, totally naked as well.I vaulted over Barbie Lynn (who was closer to the entrance and Raven) because I didn't want to hurt her injured knee, snatched up my robe, and put it on.“Very complicated, long story, we can laugh about it later,” I dazzled Raven. I took her by the elbow and headed her out of my bedroom. “Why don't we study on the far side of the main Solarium?”The look of betrayal in Raven's eyes destroyed any doubt that she was crushing on me in a big way. For the love of God, I really needed to find some lesbians to hang out with because these straight chicks were driving me crazy. Before we could leave, Iona nearly piled into us.“I'm sorry, Zane. She slipped past me,” Iona apologized.“I only wanted to talk with him and, and he was in bed with yet another girl,” Raven bitched.“I'm still ready to study with you,” I offered.“How can we study if you are always having sex with other women?” she stomped her foot in frustration. Iona shot me a worried look.I put a hand on Raven's shoulder and made eye contact.“Raven, I promise you we will get this project done, you'll get your good grade, and I'll carry my part of the project. I'm here for you,” I assured Raven.“You, you aren't giving any thought about us, our project together,” was her accusation.“What do you want me to do?” I asked evenly.“I, I think I should go to Ms. Goodswell and request another partner,” Raven sighed. I looked to Iona who looked to the living area past the Jacuzzi.“Ms. Goodswell is right over there,” Iona indicated our teacher who was sitting with Dana and five other teachers who had come in while I was, busy.“Your place has controlled access,” Iona answered my unasked question as to why I had so many other educators in my place. “Bass's people can 'accidentally' step in.”Raven was not deterred by the other teachers hanging around Virginia as she made a beeline across the room. At least she was polite enough to wait while Virginia disengaged from the others so she could talk to us.“Raven, Zane, how can I help you?” Ms. Goodswell inquired, yet I had a sneaking suspicion that she was way ahead of the situation.“Ms. Goodswell,” Raven started, “I really need to get a new project partner.”“Why is that, Raven?” Virginia asked.“We simply aren't working out,” she sounded exasperated. “And, I think the other girls were right; I don't feel safe around him,” she tacked on.

Content warnings for this episode include: creature abuse, magical compulsion/manipulation, brief talk of bees and big spiders, and discussions of bad transphobic celebritiesAs a heads up Holly's audio is a little weird; I cleaned it up the best I know how but wanted to let folks know in case it bothers them.Yes, the moving picture business is booming in Holy Wood! Literally film stock is exploding, and how could it not with hot talent like Victor Maraschino and Dolores De Syn--those actors you definitely know who definitely didn't get fired. Meanwhile the wizards at the University find a weird vase.This week in the Disc-Course: accelerating scenery, prehistoric queers, fucked up camera, Waluigi's tax evasion, looney tune death, a movie man, whips all the way down, sequential filming, civilian gay name, new sausage, manic pixie movie girl, the ghost of Tasmania, memetic virus, huh weird, the smallest Depp, lighthouse fashion, and Grains Banged.Click here for a teddy bear beeClick here for Fuck Me, Ray BradburyClick here for an ancient earthquake detectorClick here for Terry's CRT TechnohubClick here for the Sword of Passione posterFor those playing along at home: Read up to page 176 in Moving Pictures (depending on your edition of the book), ending on the line: "The Bursar shoved the paper up the sleeve of his robe. 'Nothing important,' he said."-----You can email us at thedisccoursepod@gmail.com, follow the show @thedisccourse on twitter, or find us in the phonebook under Zlorf!Our theme music is by Maxie Satan; find her on bandcamp at Pastel Hand Grenade. She rules. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

We Like To Thank Our Guest Amber, links of her socials below… Socials Website: https://www.unitedchage.org/ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTdt6EkhD/ On this weeks episode of "The Magic Think Tank" We have a guest Amber (our token white) who we like to thank for coming on the podcast/show and introducing herself and what she has going on for herself. Also who she would smack or not, starting a movement called united change, the explanation of white stupidity, Happy Malcolm X day, F Nick Saban for that dumb comment about HBCU, her stance on reparations, her top 3 policies, her stance on replacement theory (when we told her about what it is). (8:45) “‘Is Google Trying to Fuck Me?' Trump's Tech Paranoia Hits New Level”… SO Trump out here fucking the bruh Google, Aw hell nawwwwwwwww Lol (41:52) “SpaceX Reportedly Paid $250,000 To Settle Sexual Harassment Accusation Against Elon Musk”… Elon Musk done turn into Elonggggg Musk out here now (51:10) The Things We See... “Arby's Manager Admits to Urinating in Milkshake Mix for ‘Sexual Gratification,' Police Say”… As soon as BLACK people start to like something, shit gotta get destroyed SMH (1:02:34) Ponder man pondering would you want/be friends of a clone of yourself? (1:10:36) The L.I.E. of the Week… IS Fuck Them Kids, Trix was for everybody LMAO do y'all agree?. (1:20:29) Our Slap of the week is the single “Mr.T” by Westside Gunn of his album “Flygod”. Link below, Y'all go check that out... (2:26) https://music.apple.com/us/album/mr-t/1085907139?i=1085907662 YT Link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T5OHFZda5TE Follow and Subscribe to Kamal Johnson Ent/The Magic Think Tank Socials: Youtube: www.youtube.com/c/KAMALJOHNSONENT FB: https://www.facebook.com/The-Magic-Think-Tank-100132509074517 TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@magicthinktankpod?lang=en Twitter: https://twitter.com/MagicThinkTank1 We Like to Thank our Sponsors. Links Below... https://first-place-loser.myspreadshop.com/ www.comfortcitymechanicalinc.com/ www.amazon.com/dp/B09BBKZV87/ref…VCVA197R5V0?psc=1

Suzie gets assigned to test out pornstar applicant. by  MarshalMarmont1815  - Listen to the Podcast at  Steamy Stories.List of Characters:Suzie Jenkins. Assistant to Kyle. Age: 21, Eyes: Green, Hair: Blonde,  Tit Size: 32F, Pussy: Shaved, Weight: 135 lbs., Height: 5'2, Scott Brown. Aspiring pornstar. Age: 19, Eyes: Blue, Hair: Brown, Dick Size: 9 inches long, 2 inches wide, Weight: 164 lbs., Height: 6'2, Kyle was in the studio, watching as Victoria was fucked hard in the ass by the company's new trans actress Kaylie, her fat 9 inch white dick fucking the shit out his mother in law.Suzie then bounced up, rubbing Kyle's hard dick.“Morning boss,” she said with a smile, Kyle grinning and kissing her.“OH SHIT!!!!” Victoria cried, Kaylie gripping her tits as she drove her dick furiously into her battered asshole.Suzie laughed, jacking Kyle off as he watched the filming. Soon, she was fully sucking him off, Kyle gripping her head as Victoria was now getting railed in missionary, she and Kaylie playing with each other's tits.Emily then arrived to the studio holding a file.“Hey baby,” she greeted him with a warm kiss, smiling as she watched Suzie suck and gag on her husband's dick.“Hey Em,” he replied, groaning as Suzie fondled his nuts, “what's up?”“Well we have a pornstar application,” she replied, handing him the file, “but I don't have time to check him out. I have a graduation party to perform at.”Kyle nodded and opened the file to see 19-year-old Scott Brown, a recent graduate and porn addict who longed to be in porn.“What about Mom?” He asked.Emily shook her head. “Your mother has a Freaky Fantasy customer tonight and mine well…”She turned to watch as Victoria was aggressively face fucked, Kaylie howling as her nuts banged against Victoria's chin.“… is booked solid for tonight also.”“Well damn, who do we have? We need him checked by today for the new movie getting filmed next week.”Emily sighed and nodded, looking down to Suzie still slurping on Kyle's dick. She turned to Kyle and gave a suggestive flick of her eyes to which Kyle shrugged.He grunted as he began to cum, Suzie gleefully swallowing his massive load before releasing his still rock hard cock.“Did I do good sir?” she asked, stroking him again with her saliva still coating his dick.Kyle looked at Emily and she looked at him, both of them giving the other a nod.Scott sat on his living room couch, furiously jacking off the porn scene raging on his mother's flat screen television.Kyle's aunt Dana was riding her son Tyler's cock in a sexy scene, her 36G tits nearly down his throat as he fucked his mom with all he had.Scott was just about to bust his 4th nut of the day when he heard a sharp knocking at the front door.Thinking it was his strict conservative mother, who had a religious abhorrence of porn, he scrambled to clean up, clearing the feed from the tv and yanking up his shorts while trying to remove any signs that he had just been jacking off.Hurrying to open the door, he was nearly blown away. There stood a sexy and stacked blonde with the biggest pair of tits he'd ever seen in real life. She wore a low cut pink blouse and a matching mini skirt which ended just short of her thighs.“Hello there,” she said, holding a clipboard, “I'm looking for William Brown.”“T-that's me,” he stammered, his dick rock hard as he was struggling not to keep staring into her abundance of cleavage.If she did notice however, she didn't seem to mind.“Great!” she continued, “My name is Suzie. I'm here in regards to your recent application for Incest is Best!”“Oh!” He exclaimed in shock, nearly having expected to have heard back, especially not by a house call, “please uh… come right in.”Suzie smiled and entered the modern looking house, the smell of boyish cum still fresh in the air.“Make yourself comfortable,” he said as he walked behind her, her massive ass driving him insane.“Thank you,” she said, shaking her ass as they entered the living room, “please have a seat, Mr. Brown.”He sat, nearly face level with her huge tits. Suzie smiled as she saw he was nervous and from the looks of things in his shorts, extremely horny.“I hope I'm not here at a bad time,” she said, teasing him by brushing her hand over her tits, “this shouldn't take long.”Scott couldn't speak, only nodding as he pulled a pillow over his lap, Suzie laughing internally at his difficulty.“So Scott,” she began, “I have some questions to ask you. Just to know your sexual interests, experience and also to introduce you to our viewers.”He nodded again upon which Suzie smiled and looked at her clipboard.“So Scott,” she began, “are you a virgin?”“N-no I'm not,” he gulped, Suzie jotting it down.“Mhm, and how many sexual partners have you had.”“Just one,” he answered, “this girl from my class.”She gave a slight frown and jotted this down also.“Well, the bulk of your costars will consist of MILFs who are far beyond the skills and experience of some teen slut. I hope you can handle that…”Scott had zoned out, staring intently at her huge tits before he finally came back and nodded.“Yeah, yeah I… I can handle that.”“Mhm…” she said, writing something else down.“So Scott, would you describe yourself as an ass guy or a tit guy?”He was unsure how to respond. Most of his porn views consisted of busty sluts but at least the same amount could be applied to big asses.Seeing his issue in deciding, Suzie began to jiggle hers for him, again drawing his attention and making his dick again throb at full hardness.“You like tits huh?” she asked with a smirk.“Y-Yeah I do…” he said, not taking his eyes from them.She smiled and checked the box under ‘Tits.'“Okay, do you enjoy eating pussy?”Scott shrugged. “I eat pussy, yeah.”“No…” Suzie said, “I asked do you ENJOY eating pussy?“I mean I guess, I don't know…” Scott sighed, “I've never really done it other than once.”Suzie shook her head and set her clipboard down. “Then I guess we have to see how good you are at it.”She sat beside him, pulling her skirt up around her hips and spreading her legs, revealing her wet cunt as Scott's mouth dropped open.“Don't just sit there swallowing flies,” she said, rubbing herself, “c'mon and get over here.”Scott complied, getting to his knees and crawling until his face was inches from her beautiful pussy.He leaned in and gave her a lick, Suzie moaning softly as he moved his tongue in deeper.“Well, you apparently do like this…” she said, gripping his head as he slurped on her wet lips.Scott absolutely loved her taste, sweet and delicious as he moved his tongue in alternating slow and fast circles before moving on to vigorous thrusts of his tongue into her cunt just as he had learned from porn watching.“OH MY FUCKING GOD!!” Suzie cried, gripping his hair even tighter.He repeatedly jammed his tongue into her sweet, tight pussy as her clit throbbed against his nose.Unable to resist, he pulled his tongue back and began to tease her clit, flicking it lightly with his tongue, Suzie shivering with each touch.“HOLY SHIT YES!!!” she cried, “DON'T FUCKING TEASE ME! SUCK MY CLIT!!”Scott was more than happy to comply, licking it one final time before sucking it into his mouth, Suzie giving a loud wail of pleasure.The boy had skills, no doubt about it, his mouth sealing over her pussy and flicking her throbbing clit with his tongue.“YES!!!!” she screamed, her body jerking violently and unleashing her pussy cream into his eager mouth, lapping up all that he could through her long orgasm.Finally she could take no more and pushed Scott back, her pussy juice dripping from his chin.“That uh… was very informative…” she panted, “you definitely get a 10 on pussy eating skills. Why don't you get back on the couch for me?”Scott frowned a little but nodded, standing up and walking over to take his seat back, Suzie standing on shaky legs to get onto the couch on all fours, ripping the pillow from his hands and rubbing his swollen bulge through his shorts.“Mmm…” she said, “very hard isn't it? How big is it?”“N-nine inches at full size…” Scott stammered, barely believing the hot woman was rubbing on his dick.She then hooked her fingers into the band of his shorts and pulled them down, his rock hard dick springing free.Suzie's eyes got big as she took in the hunk of boy meat. It was far from the biggest she had seen but pleasing nonetheless. Her mouth watered at the sight of it. She saw he still had some growing to do.“You do understand that I must test your endurance to make sure you're capable of withstanding the… pressure you'll be under.”He quietly nodded, Suzie breaking into a smile and sliding her lips over the mushroom head of his dick as he moaned softly.She felt his dick begin to expand in her mouth, soon inflating to a veiny nine inch rod of fuckmeat. Suzie kept sucking, slobbering down the the shaft.“Holy shit…” he groaned, laying his head back as he struggled to keep watching, Suzie pulling up with a grin as she spat in her hand and began to beat him off.“You have a very nice cock, Mr. Brown…” she said before sucking him back down.He soon began to grip her head and lightly thrust his hips, his long hard cock thudding against the back of Suzie's throat but she fought her gag reflex, relaxing her throat muscles to allow him to slide his dick further down her throat until every inch was in her mouth.She then leaned up and removed her bra, Scott breaking into a wide smile as he took them in and groped them before she returned to sucking his dick.“Fuck…” he groaned, slapping her ass.She sucked him even more aggressively, her spit coating his shaft and pooling around his bloated nuts. Scott groaned again as she slurped him hard from head to base, his dick glistening with her saliva.His head fell back, his hand too weak to continue gripping her hair as he experienced his greatest albeit second blowjob.Suzie moaned as she slid her mouth from his dick and attacked his nuts, sucking them deeply as she continued to beat him off.“Holy shit…” Scott grunted, barely able to hold back. Just as it seemed he was about to blow, Suzie pulled up and grabbed her clipboard again.“Endurance under a blowjob.” She said, checking it off with a smile.“Damn…” Scott panted, his wet dick still throbbing and slick. “What's next?”“Wanna see how it feels inside me?” she panted as she looked at him hungrily.“Fuck yeah!” Scott replied with a lot more confidence in his voice.Suzie smiled and kissed him deeply, the two making out as she continued to stroke his dick and he palmed her huge tits, his dick throbbing in her hand.She then parted from him and swung her right leg over his lap, sliding the fat head of his dick into her pussy, the both of them moaning in pleasure.“Oh fuck…” Suzie moaned as she slid down his dick and began to ride, their lips meeting again as she screamed into his mouth.Scott groaned and began to thrust upward, the couch creaking beneath them as she looked back to see his dick drilling into her.“OH FUCK!!!” she screamed, bouncing harder and harder as he squeezed her ass.“HOLY SHIT!!!” Scott cried, her ass smacking against his thighs every time, her dick smothered in the warm, wet walls of her cunt.She gripped the back of the couch for leverage as they fucked, Scott's hips pumping hard to keep fucking into her as well.“You like that?” Suzie asked, looking down at him as his eyes followed her tits bouncing in his face.“It's fucking amazing!” he cried.She grinned and rode him even harder, driving her pussy down onto him. Scott slapped her ass and rammed his dick in hard and deep.“YES!!” she screamed. “THAT'S IT BABY!!!”Scott latched his mouth to her right nipple and sucked, Suzie howling as she picked up speed, holding his face to her tits.Lust was flowing through Scott's veins, his dick rock hard and in the middle of the best action it had ever gotten. He brought both hands up to squeeze her tits as she continued to bounce vigorously on his dick.“Fuck…” she moaned softly as he gripped her hips and began to work his juice covered cock in and out of her at a rapid pace.Both were having the time of their life, Suzie's left tit in his his mouth as he upwardly fucked her hard, squeezing and slapping her ass.“OH FUCK!” she screamed, Scott sliding a finger into her asshole. She leaned down and kissed him deeply, riding him even faster.Scott moaned, Suzie bouncing hard on his dick with her hands on his chest, his dick sliding deep into her wet cunt.“Fuck me Scott! Drill that fat cock deep in my dirty little pussy!”He was more than happy to oblige, slapping her ass again as he picked up speed, his dick was almost numb with pleasure as he sucked her tits back into his eager mouth. It felt so fucking amazing.Suzie panted and dismounted, saying: “Lets try it reverse.”Scott nodded, Suzie standing, turning around and grabbing his dick, holding it as she slid back down to the base of his dick, both of them moaning in pleasure as she began to ride him again.Instinctively, his hands shot to her big soft tits and squeezed as he fucked harder back at her, Suzie screaming at the top of her lungs.“Fuck… fuck…” Scott groaned each time she moved up his dick.“YES!!” Suzie screamed, “FUCK ME!!!”She howled as he drilled upward into her pussy even faster, overwhelmed with pleasure. Suzie was obviously enjoying it as well, her pussy juice oozing down his dick.“Oh god yeah…” she moaned, filling out on her checklist that he was adept n both cowgirl and reverse cowgirl.With Suzie having stopped riding, Scott was able to recover, his orgasm dwindling as he began to suck on her tits, Suzie moaning from the pleasure.He began to to thrust upward again, Suzie screaming in pleasure as she too began to bounce her pussy on his dick aggressively, Scott howling loudly as he rubbed her clit.“I COULD RIDE THIS DICK ALL FUCKING DAY!” Suzie cried, slamming her ass down to his thighs.After a few more moments, she dismounted.“Fuck, we have to move on,” she panted, getting onto all fours and wiggling her ass.“Go ahead, put that fat dick back in my pussy.”Scott nodded, sliding in and beginning to fuck her yet again, slapping her ass and driving his dick in deep.“OH FUCK YEAH!” Suzie screamed, getting fucked hard in doggy.She moaned loudly with each hard thrust from the eager teenager, Scott's hands on her hips as he slammed inside of her.“You're so fucking good at this…” she panted, Scott simply using everything he'd learned from the 7 years he had of porn fanaticism.He leaned down and kissed her passionately, Suzie kissing him back and moaning into his mouth.He then pulled back and resumed fucking her with all he had.“OH FUCK… OH MY GOD!” Suzie cried, her legs shaking as Scott kept driving his dick into her wet and welcoming cunt.“This is so fucking amazing…” he groaned, slapping her ass pulling with each deep push into her twat.“YES FUCK!!!” Suzie moaned as he fucked her all the way to balls, Scott seeing she rated him a 10 for the doggy position.He resumed driving into her as he squeezed her big, juicy tits, slamming her dick into her as fast as he could.“Holy shit, that dick is so fucking good!” Suzie cried.Scott couldn't reply, his brain too fogged with the pleasure he was feeling to form an intelligible response.Instead, he just kept right on fucking her, their lips locking again as he slammed his dick into her womb.“YES! YES!” Suzie cried, “FUCK ME HARD!!”Scott kept at it, his nuts smacking against her pussy hard as he couldn't stop, his heart racing as sweat popped from his forehead and chest, watching Suzie's ass jiggle with each collision with his hips.He loved the sight of her ass moving back at him, the way it shook when he hit it either with his hand or his waist. He felt his dick jump inside her as she gripped it with her pussy, Scott feeling as he nearly passed out from the feeling.Nevertheless, he held on, soldiering through.“Yes, Scott, yes!” she cried, “FUCK ME HARD!!”“Oh shit…” he panted, feeling his groin tighten.“Oh fuck I'm gonna cum…” Suzie cried, “I'm gonna cum all over that big, hard dick!”Scott was barely able to hold back his own orgasm as Suzie's hit. She clenched her teeth and her pussy clamped down on his dick like a bear trap.He groaned deeply, her pussy gushing its juice onto his cock, dripping from his bloated nuts. It seemed as he was about to explode also, her orgasm began to settle, her pussy easing its grip.In the aftermath, she was breathless and shaking, Scott's dick still inside of her, the boy giving her a chance to catch her breath.“Oh my god, that was so FUCKING good!” she exclaimed, making him smile, the first time he had ever made a female orgasm.“We're not done yet,” he soon said, his voice full pay confident as he stepped back, pulling his dick out.He sat on the couch, his hands behind his head as Suzie looked down at the hard, thick and throbbing cock, wet and shiny with her pussy juice.“Suck me off,” he said.“With pleasure,” she replied, getting to her knees and sucking him down, humming as she took him down her throat.“Oh fuck…” Scott groaned, Suzie slurping on his dick, fondling his nuts as well.She deepthroated him for several minutes, Scott shaking, moaning and groaning as he gripped her hair, desperately and yet it seemed, futilely, fighting the urge to cum.He groaned again, louder this time as he ran his fingers through her hair, moaning and bring his lip as she bobbed her head up and down his hard cock.Finally, she pulled up and smiled at him, Scott smiling back before they kissed. The deep was long and deep, Suzie dancing her tongue with his.She then stood and straddled him, one leg on either side of his hips as she held his dick up in position to slide into her soaking wet pussy.She then sat down, taking his entire length in one long and deep stroke. She gasped as e filled her up completely and soon began to slide her pussy up and down his dick.“Oh fuck…” he groaned, squeezing her ass as she picked up speed.She looked in his eyes as she fucked him, his hands soon moving to squeeze her amazing tits, Suzie moaning as she rode him faster.“Fuck… I'm gonna cum…” he panted, feeling the familiar buzz in his nuts.“Not yet baby…” Suzie cooed, dismounting and laying on her back, instructing him to get between her legs.Scott complied, slipping his dick back into her and beginning to fuck her in missionary. Suzie howled as he began to fuck her as hard as he could.“OH YES!” she screamed, his balls slamming against her ass as he squeezed her tits, “RIGHT FUCKING THERE!!!”Scott was like a boy possessed, driving his dick into her pussy frantically, his teeth clenched as he drilled her good and deep.He leaned down and their lips locked, his hips still thrusting at the same speed as he fucked her, their sweaty foreheads pressed together as they stared in each other's eyes.Scott could feel he couldn't last much longer, his dick sore and throbbing rapidly as he pounded her right, wet count.“Oh god… oh god… I'm close…” he groaned.“Yes baby…” she panted, playing with her tits, “cum for me! Fill me with your hot cum!”“Its So Fucking Good!” he moaned, unable to contain his pleasure.He fucked her frantically, Suzie desperately fucking back at him He then made one final thrust to the balls and felt his dick explode.Ropes of hot, white and thick cum streamed into Suzie's waiting pussy. He continued fucking her harder and harder, his dick throbbing and pumping her full of more semen.“Fuck… fuck…” he kept panting as he felt each hard blast.After what felt like an eternity,

Now I Just don't care no more On the front lines of a goddamn war And they warned me: “What did you do this for?” I said, “I'm just a foreigner alone in the world To black, too poor, to be free or adored Too 4 to be 3; 2, 3, 2 4– That's one step back And two steps forward One step back and Two steps forward. Now I'm sick to my stomach Fuck it Love got free but she still need money It does if it wants— Well, it does, then it doesn't Now I'm all alone in a 3rd world country Now I'm so damn dark nobody can love me I get friends and respect, when they see I got nothing, But I still make music; I just haven't made money I'm just a refugee, fleeing “God's Country” But oh, Heaven don't need no pesos, euros— Whatever those are: NFTs and crypto's God got rich off hope alone; Just hopes and prayers; —-Yup, still got those. Pasquale's Magic Hat Plus other antics and shenanigans We work well under pressure. Under pressure! Pressin down on me! Pressin down on you— Shut up, DJ BRAIN. *gasps* that's it! I'll just have to DJ my way out. That sounds impossible. But it isn't. Fuck this place! Here we go. fuck this hat. Fuck you, then. FUCK ME, THEN. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Olay. NO. Jesús Christ. What level are you on? What level is this?! I need Jesus. [answering the phone] this is Jesus. I'm in a crisis. I love that song. I hate you. Just kill your self. I already did. Do it again. Oh, GODDAMNIT. Why. Why would you revive me? To write more stuff? Write what stuff? Oh, you know. I certainly don't. Whose hat is this. It's his hat. MINT. Where is she? We had her pinpointed in Mexico City— Where is she now? We don't know, we lost signal. Well, find it. She just disappeared. —- dissapear. -blū. -high. -sidelines. fly//fall.

Zee, ve are definitely in a movie. Ve are rolling. ...who's paying me? A DJ?! REALLY?! FUCK ME! Why is she earth quaking? Oh, I guess she wanted to be a a screenwriter, or something. — “A DJ MOVIE” YOU'RE A DJ, SUPACREE! TAKE IT BACK! GODDAMIT—I WANT A NEW REALITY. Perception is reality. KENNY POWERS CHANGE YOURSELF FROM ME, OKAY! I'm not a DJ; I'm a… Open your mind, what do you see? My third eye is telling me— Does she know yet? Oh, it's comin' I'm not a DJ I HATE YOU. YOU'RE CRAZY. STOP FOLLOWING ME. I'm a— Did she Ï page yet—? Almost, just wait. SUPERSTAR DJ?! ARE YOU SERIOUS? I HATE THESE THINGS. YOU CANT MAKE ME! IM NOT EXISTING. It's your game of Alchemy. IM NOT PLAYING. You created this reality as a challenge, Cree. (Cree is dead.)

This episode we’re talking about how to keep your head above water in many polyamorous relationships. We’re also talking about ball ripped dild*s, poppin s*x toy parties, and a lack of pleasurable s*xual sensation in people with cl*t. PLUS -- ANOTHER one of us is processing their demis*xuality. Find out who and whats been going on.Watch on YouTube: https://youtu.be/O57qtAgzOIM Self Care Tip:  Having trouble with time management in your poly relationships? Rebecca’s got a calendar based self care tip. Fuck You (Your Lives): Disclaimer: the advice given in this segment is general advice and is in no way meant to replace or serve as the advice of a medical or mental health professional. Letter 1: Help! My Keratin Pearls cause a lack of sexual sensation and I am concerned about how to navigate this with potential partners.Letter 2: Have you ever seen the b*lls rip off a dild*? Plus, how do I make my s*x toy party popping?Fuck Me (Our Lives): One of the cohoes comes to terms with their demisexuality. Love & Light to our Hoes of the Week!Hoe(s) of the Week: Barada A(Libiquidity), Bass-on aka Vorheezy aka KareHOEkee & Anne S aka Dr. HASHTAGSUse #InnerHoeUprising and #Podin to keep up with this conversation on social media and let others know that you are listening. RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTESBGLadiez ep on Demisexuality "Being Demisexual": https://soundcloud.com/bgladies/all-baggage-episode-with-akua-j-being-demisexual Our ep with E on Demisexuality "Live With A Queer Black Demisexual Latinx Baddie":https://apple.co/2WFEBO7TWQJ's ep  discussing Demisexuality "That's F*cking Erasure Bro": https://soundcloud.com/tea-with-queen-and-j/213-fcking-erasure Also an older ep of IHU "Hot Human Summer" where Akua talks about demisexuality In her Fuck Me: https://apple.co/2XcO04H More Demisexuality Resources! www.healthline.com/health/demisexual demisexuality.org/ Instagram accounts: @demisexualproblems, @theyasminbenoit, @asexualloveWEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A HOE Paypal.me/innerhoe https://www.patreon.com/InnerHoeUprising WRITE IN EMAILihupodcast@gmail.comCALL IN VOICE MAIL(404) 491-9158SPEAKING GIGSWanna pay us to VIRTUALLY speak at your school or conference about sex positivity, black feminism, or the other kinds of topics we discuss on this show?  We’d love to! To book us, send us a line to ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSICLove and light to the artists who have lent their music to the pod!  Our opening is a remix of “Queen S%!T” by SheReal (https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by) We also play “Kol(ours)” by Amare Symone, “Party on the Weekend" by King Kam X DVRKAMBR, “Keeping it Cool Witchu” by Chhoti Maa, and “Everyday” “Dinner N a Movie”  “C Day” “Grand” and “Yeah Yeah” wavghxst (https://twitter.com/wavghxst)SOCIAL MEDIAJoin our Facebook Group! “Inner Hoe Uprising CUMmunity” https://bit.ly/2NfFH3A Inner Hoe Uprising| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua | IG, CH & Twitter: @heyyakuagirl Rebecca| IG @thedarkestimeline & @fatblacksnack | Twitter: @existncrysis |CH: @RebbyorNotSam | IG, CH, & Twitter: @slamridd  Rob |  IG: @smokinpp  | Art IG: @vanta.blaq | Twitter: @thee_body | CH: RobtheGod #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #queer #pride #quiltbang #sexuality #lgbtq #lgbt #funny #agender #transgender #nonmonagamy #feminism #intersectionalfeminism #kink #porn #BDSM #dating #love #relationships #blackwomen #blackpeople #podcast #sexualwellness #sexualhealth

Tony Goldmark joins us again! But this time to talk about his personal account of his start with Channel Awesome and the unmade film that he was nearly a part of The Devil's Jesters.   Clips used in this episode: "Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury" by Rachel Bloom Mr. Show (1995) The Independent Nations Games "Apologize" by Timbaland ft. OneRepublic Music by Kevin MacLeod "Discovery Hit" "Jazz Brunch" "Miami Nights" "Five Armies" "Graveyard Shift" "Prelude and Action" "Stormfront" "This House"    

Cast: Danny(@Negator7) Outro: Lady Luck Isn't Trying to Fuck Me, Just Over - Backprints https://soundcloud.com/backprints/lady-luck-isnt-trying-to-fuck-me-just-over-throwaway-prod-jpn-x-mndbd Contact Us: unversedpodcast@gmail.com http://unversedpodcast.libsyn.com/ Follow Us: Tw IG: @UnversedPodcast Marvel Talk: IG: @MarvelTalkCast marveltalkpodcast@gmail.com BFM Podcast: IG: @BigFuckingMoodPodcast Bigfmoodpodcast@gmail.com #NeolithGirl #Cavewoman #Webtoon

We're bakin'! Buddy talks about Mike Pence's COVID shot, how organic milk stinks, how his sponsees are MIA, life checkpoints and "I'd Fuck Me" socks.

We’re joined by Kadi Janna, The Pleasure Alchemist, @sexonsundaywithkd @thepleasurealchemy, here to help us figure out how to intentionally put pleasure at the center of our lives in the Fuck Love, FUCK ME! segment.Chef Nadine Nelson of @globallocalgourmet and The Kitchen Witch of @simplydalishbeauty and Moonlight Bruja, Donni Floyd aka Bast DeLuna are sipping and slurping with me as we chat about erogenous food, taste, touch and sensation, in our Body Roll segment.And Janae Shields of @greenshieldstravel on traveling on a budget without sacrificing any  of the pleasure. We’re talking pleasure, fucking and lust. No bullshit. Dead ass.

Episode 3. It’s the episode you’ve been waiting for. How do people actually make audio porn? Is the sex real? What’s the inspiration for their dirty stories? And how does the audio format allow the people doing it to get more creative? We answer all these questions in this episode taking you behind-the-scenes of the production process for audio porn. We chat to Dick and Venus, creators of Fuck Me in the Ear, Girl on the Net, one of the biggest sex bloggers in the UK, and the producer and voice behind the hit French audio-porn show VOXXX: Olympe de G and Lélé.

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Dick Twitch and Venus Flytrap introduce us to the stimulating world of audio porn and to their first project as a duo, "Fuck Me in the Ear". They also ran a workshop last April at the London Porn Film Festival inviting participants to create scenarios, sexy stories and stimulating noises. Be prepared for an *explicit* voyage into the aural side of sex! Excerpts from: fuckmeintheear.wordpress.com Music: Wtp "K.T.S.E" - Teyana Taylor Love Song - Dent May Producer: Laura Siegler

Welcome to West Covina — only two hours from the beach! With brand new pals and new career, unhappy lawyer Rebecca Bunch makes the biggest move of her life to follow the boy she definitely doesn't love...all with musical numbers! We sit down this week to talk all things crazy on the CW musical-comedy "Crazy Ex-Girlfriend's" first episode, "Josh Just Happens to Live Here!"  Trigger warning: There is some talk in the beginning about suicide and depression, so please skip ahead to the first musical break if this conversation is too sensitive a topic. Also, audio warning: Yes, there's some faint music playing in the background of Alex's audio — his headphones were picking up the local Christian music station (perfect timing) because technology is weird, but it's being Olivia Pope-handled! TV show: Netflix | CW.com | Amazon | iTunes Season 1, vol. 1 soundtrack: iTunes | Spotify | Amazon Music:  "Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Theme," performed by Rachel Bloom "West Covina," by Rachel Bloom (written by Bloom and Jerome Kurtenbach) "The Sexy Getting Ready Song," by Rachel Bloom feat. Nipsey Hussle (written by Bloom, Jack Dolgen and Mike Geier) "West Covina (reprise)," by Rachel Bloom and Donna Lynne Champlin (written by Bloom and Jerome Kurtenbach) Music and Lyrics by Rachel Bloom, Jack Dolgen and Adam Schlesinger Distributed by Warner Bros. Entertainment. Show Notes: National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255 and Lifeline chat Rachel Bloom, Aline Brosh-McKenna, Adam Schlesinger and Jack Dolgen also recorded a commentary album discussing the writing and filming of each and all the songs of season 1. The show's creators (Rachel and Aline) talk about working with the late Nipsey Hussle on filming the "Sexy Getting Ready Song."  She's more known for "Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury," but this song is basically Rachel Bloom's chaotic musical energy in a nutshell. Actually, here’s just her entire YouTube channel, with most of her old stuff at the bottom Podcast cover art: David Taylor Twitter: @bwaybabies Facebook: Facebook.com/broadwaybabiespodcast

Raunchy Christmas: We freestyle some raunchy Christmas songs and look back on the classics. The Boy Blue: Hot off our donations to The Boy Blue, we check in with his latest happenings to see what he has been up to! Alex Jones: Alex Jones was banished to obscurity but he is trying to hard to get any attention he can. GOOGLE IS EVIL BE ORIGINAL!, RISE OF COMIC BOOK MOVIES!, ULTIMATE CRISIS!, BODIED!, WHAT’S UP DANGER!, BLACK CAVIAR!, DARK LORD!, TWITCH!, SUPER SMASH BROTHERS!, SUPER SMASH SATURDAY!, ELFIN LAD!, HEAD ELF!, SANTA!, HOOD GNOME!, RAUNCHY CHRISTMAS PARODY SONGS JIM!, SUCK MY DICK!, FUCK ME!, BUTT SPREAD!, SPREADING MY CHEEKS!, COVINO AND RICH!, PIECE OF ASS!, YOUR RUMP I WILL PUMP!, THE BOY BLUE!, VLOGS!, SOBER!, NINJA!, JUGGALOS!, ICP!, INSANE CLOWN POSSE!, BLACKJACK!, NEW CAT!, DONATIONS!, BEGGING!, DRUNK!, JAMMING!, RELIGION!, PEDOPHILES!, JUGGALOISM!, 3 BUCKS!, BEER!, WEED!, PAYPAL!, FEES!, OVERDRAFT!, MILWAUKEE’S BEST!, MALT LIQUOR!, BURP!, BELCH!, DON’T BREAK THE ICE!, STEP IN PISS!, CHICKEN NUGGETS!, NO SHIRT!, DEPRESSING!, KIDS!, SAD!, WASHER DRYER!, LAS VEGAS!, OUIJA MACC!, FURRIES!, TRANSGENDER!, ACCEPTING!, FUCK DOGS!, WOKE ON PEDOPHILES!, RAPIST!, EVERY PRIEST!, CATHOLIC!, ROADKILL!, PENNY MARSHALL!, PENGY MARSHALL!, PENDGOPHILE!, MERCH RUNS!, BOONDOX!, VERSES!, GOOGLE IS EVIL!, YOU’RE SAYING GOOGLE ISN’T EVIL!?, INFOWARS!, ASCEND TO HEAVEN!, CAUSING A SCENE!, SECURITY!, SHILL!, ATTENTION!, TRUMPTARDS!, GOOGLE CEO!, MEDIA!, CENSORSHIP!, APPLE!, MEMES!, DANK!, PAPA JOHN’S MEMES!, KANYE TWEETS!, NOT DANK!, NOTHING RESPONSE!, HAS-BEENS!, DANK MORE! CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD JIM AND THEM #566 PART 2 RIGHT HERE!

In this side episode Adam details and complains about the casts of Dragon Age: Origins and Dragon Age: Origins – Awakening for quite some time before actually getting around to talking about Dragon Age 2, which was supposed to be the point of episode 83. So this little tangent is being presented here as “bonus” … Continue reading Episode 83a – Fuck Me! They're All Crap →

In this side episode Adam details and complains about the casts of Dragon Age: Origins and Dragon Age: Origins – Awakening for quite some time before actually getting around to talking about Dragon Age 2, which was supposed to be the point of episode 83. So this little tangent is being presented here as “bonus” … Continue reading Episode 83a – Fuck Me! They’re All Crap →

Rob & Sam are joined by guest Zayn to discuss trans masculinity, activism, the Christian faith, and more. Bae(s) of The Week: FDNY EMS Chief Tonya Boyd Hoe(s) of the Week: #RobHive Self Care Tips: Gardening and Earthing Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A conversation with Zayn Silva (founder of TransAlike) about his activism within the trans community. Points of discussion include: Transitioning, suicidal ideations, coming out as trans to your family, Christianity and being Transgender, faithfulness, love thy neighbor, becoming an outreach activist, the trans community on Youtube, cisgender passing, taking testosterone, perpetually hungry and horny, sexual fluidity whilst transitioning, Grindr, OkCupid, gender dysphoria, dealing with gender dysphoria, fluctuating emotions while taking T, self mourning, reappropriating the t slur, trans male privilege, trans folks in STEM, advice for trans youth, using patience as a tool, trans homelessness, “Help a Brother Out”, binder donations, getting comfortable with shopping in the mens section, top surgery, phantom breasts & more! Fuck Me (Our Lives): Rob is leaving for 11 months SPONSOR(S) LOLA: Visit [mylola.com](https://www.mylola.com/) and enter code HOE40 when you subscribe RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES http://www.transalike.com/ WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe https://www.patreon.com/InnerHoeUprising WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly End: “Yeah Yeah” Abstract Fish Co ENGINEERING BY castsoundlab.com SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rob | Personal IG: @panafrican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq | Twitter: @robthe_god Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd Zayn | IG: @_pantheonaura #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #transgender #queer

A special Black History Month episode with Historian Robyn C. Spencer discussing the women of the Black Panther Party in Oakland. Bae(s) of The Week: Lottie “the Body” Graves & the entire cast of Black Panther Hoe(s) of the Week: Gustavo M, Alicia D (yas), Destinty R, Alex R, Sydney C, Kim O, Albert, @sirscupcake, Victoria M & Janicia Self Care Tips: Color and Doodle Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A conversation with Historian Robyn C. Spencer about women in the Black Panther Party in Oakland. Talking points include: Becoming a historian as a black woman, Assata Shakur, being an activist historian, international activism, “brothers on the block,” men as protectors & providers, Huey Newton and Bobby Seale, challenging ideas of women as protectors, reasons women joined the black panther party, “Pantherettes,” nebulous gender roles, Nation of Islam, a lack of historical evidence and records, “jive sisters do no apply,” recruiting women, hot (attractive) black panthers, romantic pursuits in joining, black panther heartthrobs, politics of appearance, intellectualism, Kathleen Cleaver, Angela Davis, Bobby Seale’s charisma, nuanced colorism, the afro, queer people and gay folks within the black panther party, disabled folks in the black panther party, Ericka Huggins, Elaine Brown, homophobia within the party, fake memos of dissent, FBI, COINTELPRO, Kathleen Smith murder, Eldridge Cleaver, Soul on Ice, domestic violence within the party, Kathleen Cleaver and intimate partner violence, physical punishments in the black panther party, Elaine Brown becoming chairman of the Black Panther Party, Women in Administrative roles RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES https://robyncspencer.com/ WEBSITE
 InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe https://www.patreon.com/InnerHoeUprising WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: “Yeah Yeah“Abstract Fish Co ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #blackpantherparty #blackhistorymonth #history

Rodecka & Sam are joined by La Tetra to discuss yoni eggs, crystals, spirituality, and more. Bae(s) of The Week: @pettyblackboy & @https_royals Hoe(s) of the Week: @bishara_pierre, @Yana_Yz, @Jay_Gretchen, @saignin, @SpookySiku, @sarahtaughtyou, QueerWoc, @shantell_the_OL, @blackvenusian, @kibirdie, @anitaxcii, @deriatalksback, @LizzaBetz, @HeavC4, Wayne, Anna T, EVRST Vapes, Karl Reeves, Buju Selah, Cpurple608, LeHouseCat, DiamondStylz,NineOneCeauty, Afro-Blerd Self Care Tips: Get your annual Pap, National Stalking Awareness Month Resources for Victims of Stalking: www.victimsofcrime.org/src. Contact at 202-467-8700 or src@ncvc.org Fuck That (Current Events): Blockchain based app LegalFling creates contracts to prove one night stands are “consensual,” 4 black lesbian women were murdered within a week — and mainstream media didn’t cover their deaths, A couple who met on Neopets as children get married, the beauty of online dating, & Catfishing back in the day Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Black Femme spiritual items & running a Crystal Apothecary with Aliwazas founder, La Tetra, hand making items for people, selling spiritual tools vs selling spirituality, waist beads, yoni eggs, crystals, the science behind the yoni egg, the struggles of being a woman and a small business owner, denouncing stereotypes about people who use crystals, a yoni egg consultation with Rebecca and La Tetra, all crystal eggs aren’t yoni eggs, rose quartz, black obsidian, cleaning and cleansing your yoni eggs, setting intentions, & having sex with yoni eggs Fuck Me (Our Lives): Sam’s visit to the strip club, King of Diamonds, Stripper Strike NYC, Rodecka is depressed, abusive relationship trauma TRIGGER WARNING(S) Discussion of violent murders: 00:27 - 00:29 RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Stalking Resources: Visit online at www.victimsofcrime.org/src. Contact at 202-467-8700 or src@ncvc.org A Crisis of Hate: http://avp.org/wp-content/uploads/2018/01/a-crisis-of-hate-january-release.pdf Aliwazas.com Yoniscope Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1897990343778428/ WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH https://www.paypal.me/innerhoe https://www.patreon.com/InnerHoeUprising WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rebecca| IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot La Tetra | IG: @aliwazas Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #yoniegg

Rob & Sam are joined by guests Estephanie & Lina to discuss black, latinx, femininity. Bae(s) of The Week: Shears For Queers Barber @dezgotskills Hoe(s) of the Week: Joel, Noelani, Megan, Randy, Sabblah & Rodicks entire family. As well as Akeem, Grace P & Antonnette C Self Care Tips: Curate your social media feeds. Use the soft block when you need to. Fuck That (Current Events)**:** Begins @ 00:18:00 — Faulty A.I. keeps mistaking sand dunes for nudes, Elon Musk sex parties, How hospitals and racial biases are leading to fatal childbirths for black parents and mothers, Serena Williams birth complications, Ginuwine, India WIlloghby, Celbrity Big Brother & Transphobia Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Begins @ 00:57:00 — A conversation with Lina & Estephanie of the Bag Ladies Podcast. Points of discussion include: Afro Lantix Femmes, growing up Dominican, the term Latinx and language based gender binaries, what does Latinx identity mean in Latin America, finding your identity within academia, epxperiencing colorisism and racist amongst non black Latinx peers, discovering that you’re black, Domican Republic & racism, loving black culture and hating black people, Trullijo and whitening of the DR, the Perejil or Parsley massacre, trendy blackness, light skin and non black passing afro Latinx people acknowledging their privilege, Princess Nokia, Bruno Mars, Cameron Diaz, Gina Rodriguez, erasure of black Latinx femininity, exotifcation and exaggeration of black Latinx femininity, spicy Latina stereotypes, dating as a afro-latinx femme, Amara La Negra, Cardi B, giving problematic people the space to learn, Fuck Me (Our Lives): Begins @ 01:55:00 — Having sex dreams about people you don’t want to have sex with, entering into an open relationship with a black queer femme, fear of being the victim of a hate crime whilst in a queer relationship, #20GayTeen Fuck You (Your Lives): Begins @ 01:05:00 — My live in ex and baby father wants to give “us” another try RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES How Hospitals Are Failing Black Mothers: https://www.propublica.org/article/how-hospitals-are-failing-black-mothers Bag Ladies Podcast: https://soundcloud.com/bgladies http://bgladiez.tumblr.com/ WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe www.patreon.com/InnerHoeUprising WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rob |Personal IG: @panafrican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq | Twitter: @robthe_god Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Bag Ladies | Twitter: @Bag_Ladiez | IG: @bgladiez #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #afrolatinx

Rob & Sam are joined by Nono the Poet to recite some erotic poetry. A tangent turned review of She’s Gotta Have it (The Netflix Original Series) SPOILERS: 7:18 - 20:59 Bae(s) of The Week: Janicia & Naima of Tea with Queen & J, Estefani & Lena of Bag Ladies & Money & Nikeeta of QueerWOC. A discussion on the blackest, dopest, brunch we’ve ever attended. Hoe(s) of the Week: CocoMangoCherry, @idiotwastaken, Gavin Self Care Tips: Use Your coupons, Don’t put baby powder in your panties (To hear more listen to our episode: “Grade School Crushes” @ 32 mins in) Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A conversation with Nono The Poet about her erotic literature, using writing as a tool to cope with pain, sitting and dealing with negative thoughts and feelings, connecting with an audience of women of color through art, A live reading of “Love Inquiry” and “Soul Vagina,” reactions to erotic poetry from friends, family, & fans, self-identity & self-actualization, reconciling spirituality, god & sex & much more. Fuck Me (Our Lives): Rob having a good time with a new romantic suitors, dealing with trauma after being sexually assaulted by a woman: (Mentions the Episode “Healing From Sexual Trauma” with guest Karen), Sam is a dick vomit telepath Fuck You (Your Lives): Stories of vomiting on dicks, One partners insecurities in their open relationship TRIGGER WARNING(S): DISCUSSION OF RAPE: 1:31:11 - 1:35:27 LIVE SHOW: bit.ly/IHU-LIVE RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES NonoThePoet.com Nono on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC10viDjjueWPIX5QwYlmU5g/featured WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
 Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz NoNo the Poet | FB, Twitter & IG: @NonoThePoet #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Akua & Sam are joined by dancer Tyde-Courtney Evans to discuss reclaiming your body, mind, and spirituality after a sexual assault. Bae(s) of The Week: Australia Hoe(s) of the Week: cupcaketellem & #akuahive, @olalaits_french, Hoel, empress shida , @phloring, Nicole R, Jagger Blaec, Fuck That (Current Events): Anal bleaching may be on rise, Kenyan Widows are fighting against sexual cleansing, Misogyny in Africa, Cheating Ben, ‘Black Mirror’s’ take on dating apps TRIGGER WARNING(S): 53:43 - 57:53 Description of rape Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A conversation with Tyde-Courtney of Ballet After Dark, a self care and dance company that caters to survivors of sexual assault. Points of conversation include: reconnecting with your physical body after sexual assault, finding fitting therapist, hospitals that mishandle rape survivors, coping with self blame and guilt following an attack, dealing with law enforcement post rape, unresolved rape kits, unwanted pregnancies, fighting for people to believe you, exclusion of black women & women of color in the mainstream #metoo movement, the relief in sharing your story, the importance of friendship, the structure of the workshop, meditation & chakra opening, resources for male rape survivors, a health and wellness cafe that doubles as a safe space for black women, perceptions of black women in ballet, perceptions of curvy women in ballet, over sexualization of black women in dance, ballet as a tool for body positivity Fuck Me (Our Lives): Plan B and your period Fuck You (Your Lives): A lesbian tries dick for the first time LIVE SHOW: bit.ly/IHU-LIVE SPONSOR(S) Visit talkspace.com/HOE to get $30 off your first month and to show your support for this show. RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES There’s nothing wrong with being a ‘hoe’: How some black women are reclaiming their sexuality: http://bit.ly/2BhogbO WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
 Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin
 Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Tyde-Courtney | FB: @tyde.edward & @BalletAfterDark & @cafeafterdark | IG: @cafeafterdark_ #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #ballet #dance

Rob & Sam discuss hotep conspiracy theories, amazing dates, baby-mama drama, and more. Bae(s) of The Week: Delta Major & Ty Hoe(s) of the Week: Jazzeb, Tanya B, Shocara , Unfair Pokémon Update, Sarah, Katy & Chelsea, @AfroKai, Perfect Kast, IHU Live buyers Self Care Tips: Repetitive tasks to help quell anxiety & petting your dog Fuck That (Current Events): NYC extends paid sick leave to survivors of domestic violence and sex trafficking, a film based on the life of bisexual boxer Emile Griffith, openly gay athletes we love, air pollution associated with abnormal sperm, perhaps hotep conspiracy theories rooted in a tad of science, ‘Sis is this Your Man?” Facebook groups, & the wonderful world of freak Facebook pages Fuck Me (Our Lives): Sam went on a very nice date, Rob is avoiding getting caught up with a problematic man, when he has several baby mamas, dating someone who doesn’t reciprocate the same energy you give them Fuck You (Your Lives): He gave me the best dick of my life and then blocked me on Instagram. Why?! LIVE SHOW bit.ly/IHU-LIVE SPONSOR(S) Visit talkspace.com/hoe for $30 off your first month Visit Aliwazas.com & use code “INNERHOE20” for 20% off select purchases RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Perfect Kast x IHU: https://soundcloud.com/the_perfect_kast/episode-65-bros-hoes-the-black-utopia WEBSITE 
 InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
 Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
 Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd  #black #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

All four hoes are in studio to answer your listener letters! Fuck You (Your Lives): Questions & stories include: Should I break up with my pothead down on his luck boyfriend? Fuck-buddy-turned-something-more got bitter after I denied him sex. What gives? Lawd, that Blerds episode…whoms mans was that? My first gangbang and I’m goin in raw! I asked my boyfriend for more affection and that’s okay. What happens when you start dating your twin flame? Other topics include: being 20-something sucks, shitting where you eat, hidden baby mamas, mistaking intimacy for feelings, problematic guests, do your have sex while LARPing, an open gang bang casting call, issues asserting oneself & love languages. WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com **PAY A BITCH** 
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
 Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Rebecca| IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot| Snap: KeepYourHeart Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd

Rebecca, Rob, Akua & Sam discuss how to flirt, intersex folks, cheating, and more. Bae(s) of The Week: Alisha Guffy of the Ask and Tell Project, Tessa Thompson, Taika Watiti, Kid Mero Hoe(s) of the Week: Destin M, Erika the Sex Ed Teacher, cococherrymango, Arieal Hood, Kyah Chameleon, Feminist Fatal, Empress Shida, hildesegonvonbanchet, _DaniNicole, HeavC4, Guy_L_G, _Funnydudegav_ Self Care Tips: Spend a little less time complaining, Wake up half an hour early Fuck That (Current Events): Plane is forced to land after husband is caught cheating, Germany to recognize and designate third gender on documents for intersex people, should gender even be on birth certificates, the new batch of open transgender elected officials, Fuck Me (Our Lives): when you’re officially over your ex, introducing new dick into your life, how to flirt with women Fuck You (Your Lives): A call out from cat regarding last weeks episode RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES #AskAndTell Project: http://askandtell.com/ WEBSITE https://innerhoeuprising.com/ PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
 Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
 Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Rebecca| IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot| Snap: KeepYourHeart Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Rebecca & Sam speak with Professor XX, a sex comediene. Bae(s) of The Week: Demetria Obilor, Mette Towley, Miss Peru 2018 Contestants Hoe(s) of the Week: De Mack, Crystalized, Essenif, Phloring & NapMaster Self Care Tips: Floss below the gum line and smell it. Fuck That (Current Events): The mile high club, giving head without protection, men from Brooklyn, porn plays “accidentally” in high school cafeteria, resort in the Bahamas caters to plus size patrons only Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A conversation with a sex comedian, getting into comedy, when your jokes bomb, being a woman who openly discusses sex and sexuality, oppressive monogamy, “101 Ugly Penises,” the politically correct comedy debate Fuck Me (Our Lives): Doing the damn thing, headwrap mami, the fuck list, when someone scrolls months to like your picture, WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH 
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rebecca| IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot_ |Snap: KeepYourHeart Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Akua & Sam are joined by DJ & John to discuss the phenomenon of gay men dating straight men. Bae(s) of The Week: @reallifeamazon & @icountsixshots Hoe(s) of the Week: Berry, Tawana, Ezreal, Money & @ijgianna Self Care Tips: Go to the doctor (if you can) & massage yourself Fuck That (Current Events): Russian teen decapitates “friend” for sexually assaulting his girlfriend & the NYC Stripper Strike Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Dating “the trade,” origins of the term “trade” in Gay slang and culture, the down-low community, “never tell the trade they’re the trade”, homosexual men seeking straight men, socioeconomics of the trade, safety, the transaction, getting turnt out, coming out already in a relationship, when straight men come on to you, turning men out, gay superpowers, making your partner feel comfortable enough to tell you that they’re gay/bi/trade/questioning, falling in love with the trade, abusive relationships, when the trade takes advantage, self growth & self love, open communication, minding your business, using protection. Fuck Me (Our Lives): A sensual encounter with your wax lady SPONSOR(S) Visit BaubleBar.com and use code “HOE” for 20% off your purchase RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES DJ’s show "The New York Dose” soundcloud.com/thenewyorkdose WEBSITE
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Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by 
 Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
 Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz John | FB: facebook.com/jay.newyorkz | IG: @jsbrklyngtproductionz DJ | IG & Twitter: @DJSJ615 | Snap: @Hollywood614 | NY Dose Twitter & IG: @TheNewYorkDose #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #trade

Rob & Sam are joined by teacher Erika to discuss sex education in schools. Bae(s) of The Week: Black Panther Cast, Michael B Jordan, Riley J Dennis Hoe(s) of the Week: rmlundy jr, rrollerr, A_Haptism, Alexis from Brooklyn, rosenaintred, Empress Shida, Snowgoggles Self Care Tips: Cleanse your space and remove traumatic cues Fuck That (Current Events): Condoms don’t fit dicks perfectly, custom-made bespoke condoms, men not wiping their asses properly due to fear of being perceived as gay, man is put on sex offenders list for non consensually grabbing woman breasts during sex, consent Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A conversation with a sex ed & health teacher from Maryland, teaching form an intersectional feminist perspective, parental reactions to sexual education, the curriculum, positive student feedback, dealing with gender and sexual identities in the classroom, creating safe respectful classrooms, bullying, teachable moments, navigating topics outside of the curriculum, reporting potential child endangerment, supplementing for lack of representation in textbooks, teaching: anatomy, putting in tampons, contraception, race, dating violence, consent, sex trafficking, body positivity; masturbation, inner hoe’s sex education growing up, porn, STDs Fuck Me (Our Lives): Sam’s fuck list, boning people with girlfriends, Robs short fuck list, having sex with people you actually like Fuck You (Your Lives): Insecure about eating on dates TRIGGER WARNING(S) Sexual Assault: 41:28 - 48:55 SPONSOR(S) Employers can post jobs on ZipRecruiter for FREE by visiting ZipRecruiter.com/INNER WEBSITE
 InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
 Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Erika| IG: @quagmeijer | Twitter: @quagmeijer_ #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #sexualeducation

Rebecca & Sam are joined by Nenna, the founder of Feelmore: Adult Gallery, to discuss sex stores and adult shops. Bae(s) of The Week: The collective Hoe(s) of the Week: russellgreene, brienichelle, DaniDee & CruzanK Self Care Tips: Lemon, honey, garlic tea; ACV face toner, CBD oil Fuck That (Current Events): “She’s Gotta Have It” the series coming to Netflix, Parent appalled that daughter is learning about sexual orientation in Georgia school’s health class, New study claims that AI Facial Recognition software can distinguish gay people from straight people, Facebook’s “People You May Know” feature is outing sex workers. Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A conversation with the owner of Feelmore: Adult Store and Gallery, sex stores, community staples, Inclusivity of black and brown people in adult shops, community reaction to an adult store, growing a customer base in the sex shop industry, “our bullets don’t hurt” campaign, incorporating political beliefs into a business, community inclusion thru sex, dignity, respect and fostering a safe space thru customer service, gender neutral products, an adult gallery, directing pornographic films, how being black informs being a porn producer, porn distribution, challenges of being black in the porn industry, advice for folks looking to enter the adult commerce industry, business owner depression, Fuck Me (Our Lives):Not interested in dating and thats okay, online dating, not being a catfish, dating is nice, national coming out day, owning your identity, Fuck You (Your Lives): Reconciling with past sexual relationship trauma in order pursue new, healthy sexual relationships, coping with trauma of past domestic abuse SPONSOR(S) For 60% off your first order, visit mylola.com and enter promo code “HOE” when you subscribe! RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Feelmore510.com WEBSITE
 InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rebecca| IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot_ | Snap: KeepYourHeart Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Feelmore | Twitter: @Feelmore510 | FB: Facebook.com/Feelmore510 | IG: @Feelmore_AG #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #sextoys

Akua & Sam are joined by guest sexuality doula Ev’Yan to discuss stepping out of sexual shame. Bae(s) of The Week: Miriah Jasmine @rilahhh__ Hoe(s) of the Week: @SkootiepuffJr, AK Lewis, Asha, @MissKris18, @BougieTweetsMPH Self Care Tips: Move naked in the mirror Fuck That (Current Events): Samantha the Sex Robot molested by a gang of barbarians at electronic expo, teen moms in Ohio falling thru crack in health care laws, Keyshia Ka'oir bathed Gucci Mane, House GOP uses Las Vegas tragedy to justify passing new anti-abortion bill Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A Conversation with a Sexuality Doula, stepping out of sexual shame, sex negative religious upbringings, purity contracts, sexual anxiety, working thru sexual hang ups, the journey towards sexual liberation, sexual counseling, how our deepest emotions effect our sex lives, Crystal dildos, witchcraft, masturbation guides, having a relationship with your vagina, deconstruct colonial ideas of beauty, Tumblr representation, making sexual liberation work accessible, sexy selfies e-course, wandering mind during sex, being a black woman who is an entrepreneur in sex, SPONSORS Employers can post jobs on ZipRecruiter for FREE by visiting [ZipRecruiter.com/INNER](https://www.ziprecruiter.com/INNER) RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Sexloveliberation.com The Sexually Liberated Woman: https://soundcloud.com/evyanwhitney WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
 Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA  Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Ev’Yan | IG: @evyan.whitney | FB: @sexloveliberation #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #doula #sexuality

Rebecca, Rob & Sam discuss Hugh Hefner, bullied queer teens, black love, and more. Bae(s) of The Week: @JamaicanHoney, Tables & Chairs Brawl Woman Hoe(s) of the Week: toritaj, ogstefani, nouriyollc, iTunes Reviewers, SGuilb & Rell Self Care Tips: Don’t drink when you’re emotional Fuck That (Current Events): College in Indian lists 3 genders: male, female, gay, Hijra folks in India, Rikers Island Inmate used as rape enforcer for corrections officers, the Stanford Prison Experiment, Hugh Hefner was a sexist, manipulative, abuser, Oxford student stabs her boyfriend - deemed too bright for prison and gets a delayed sentence, Teen Bullied for being gay & Latinx stabs and slashes classmates, the atmosphere for queer kids in NYC, the glorification of bullying Fuck Me (Our Lives): Getting dragged around by an unsure partner, breaking up, over compensating for a distant partner, loving yourself the way you love other people, constantly falling back with an old partner, grieving Fuck You (Your Lives): How to Find Black Love TRIGGER WARNING(S) Sexual Assault & Rape at Rikers Island Jail: 00:16:43-00:24:45 Domestic Violence: 00:37:32 - 00:48:05 Violence amongst children & homoantagonism: 00:48:05 -00:59:58 RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Rob’s Artshow: http://www.pancakesandbooze.com/nyc/ WEBSITE
 InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rebecca| IG & Twitter: @rebbyornot Rob | Personal IG: @panafrican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq | Twitter: @robthe_god Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Rob & Sam are joined by self proclaimed pretty boy Joel to discuss fluid gender expressions. Bae(s) of The Week: Swet Shop Boys, Issa Rae, Lena Waithe Hoe(s) of the Week: Kiana, Aisha, ‘Bama Fam, Jessica R, Maroussia J Self Care Tips: Self Defense Class in Chicago, Being stingy Fuck That (Current Events): White Male MAGA student fails to get classmate and DACA recipient deported, Brazilian judge legalizes gay conversion therapy in Brazil, #curagay, debunking conversion therapy, Albert Haynesworth, Domestic Violence towards men Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Pretty Boys, A conversation with a feminine cisgender heterosexual man about the fluidity of his gender expression, assuming someones gender identity, getting cat called as a man, feminine relationship bonding, gay/straight male friendships, fragile masculinities, “pause”/“no homo”, admiring gender expressions, questioning and exploring ones sexuality, pretty routines, advice for straight men struggling with gender expression, break up glow ups & working out Fuck Me (Our Lives): Getting sexually harassed by the TSA, getting sexually harassed by a drunk white woman in the club, when your seamstress walks in on you naked Fuck You (Your Lives): Listener updates, Keeping things casual, the real meaning of being unattached and unattainable TRIGGER WARNING(S): Gay Conversion Therapy: 00:17:44-00:27:59 Domestic Violence: 00:27:59-00:44:05 RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Self Defense in Chicago: https://www.facebook.com/groups/chicagoselfdefense/ Rob & Nova’s Go Fund Me: https://www.gofundme.com/rob-nova-hospital-bills WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd Joel | IG, Snap, & Twitter: @lovethyhippie | NSFW IG: @bonsoir.dad #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #prettyboys

This episode of the Inner Hoe Uprising will be a discussion on sexual assault and trauma. We have placed time codes for the specific section below. Please proceed with caution. Akua & Sam are joined by Karen to discuss the process of healing from sexual assault. Bae(s) of The Week: Daniel Dae Kim, Michael Smith, Cardi B & Rashida Khanbey Hoe(s) of the Week: @HarlotofSatan, @MadameLazet, @CidVicous_13, @amadeupwife, Lattrice W & Mow Self Care Tips: View pornography that is representative of yourself Fuck That (Current Events): Sex Robots can kill us in the future, Brian Austin Green’s remarks on his son who wears dresses, children and gendered clothing, Brock Turner defined as a rapist in Criminal Justice textbook Fuck It (Topic of the Day): A discussion on healing from sexual trauma. Sub topics include: repression of traumatic memories, teachers as abusers, women as abusers, femme on femme sexual violence, childhood sexual assault, racial power dynamics, telling friends and romantic partners about being sexually assaulted, writing as a form of therapy, manifestations of trauma in everyday life, the terms “survivor” and “victim”, when to tell people in your life that you were sexually assaulted, physical triggers, creative non fiction, self safety reassurance, acceptance, venting to others, how trauma can affect your intimacy and sex life, dealing with a fear of intimacy, sexual encounters whilst dealing with trauma, when your abuser is revered in the community, fear of not being believed, protecting Latinx students of color in white spaces, to tell or not tell your parents, and advice and words of encouragement for people afflicted by sexual assault Fuck Me (Our Lives): Neglecting yourself sexually, dating apps (STILL) suck, when your partner is a demisexual with a high sex drive for you Fuck You (Your Lives): How to avoid a toxic ex who goes to high school with you TRIGGER WARNING(S) Brock Turner, Stanford Rapist: :26:20-:30:10 Discussion on Healing from Sexual Assault & Trauma: :30:10 - 1:40:44 RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Queer Porn Sites: https://www.dailydot.com/irl/best-lesbian-porn-sites/ Life Out Loud: https://bit.ly/2H2AZOZ Help Rob & Nova: https://www.gofundme.com/rob-nova-hospital-bills RESOURCES FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN SEXUALLY ASSAULTED NATIONAL SEXUAL ASSAULT HOTLINE 1800 656 HOPE SAFE HORIZON RAPE, SEXUAL ASSAULT AND INCEST: 212- 227-3000 NYC CRISIS LINE: 1888NYCWELL WEBSITE
 InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH
 Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Karen | Personal IG: @KarenDrankTheRootBeer Snap: KarensRootBeer #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist

Akua, Rebecca, & Sam discuss pooping on a date, cis privilege, boring men, and more. Bae(s) of The Week: Sloane Stephens, Venus Williams & Madison Keys Hoe(s) of the Week: Empress Shida, Toya A, Bria T, Essenif, Lem, Duly Noted & Chill Marlowe Self Care Tips: Accept it, change it or let it go Fuck That (Current Events): Munroe Bergdorf & L’Oreal, woman gets stuck in her dates window trying to retrieve her own poop, shitting while you’re on a date, transgender women now allowed to attend Spelman, cis privilege, Kashmire Redd, Intimate Partner Violence amongst Trans Men & Women, factors that lead to disproportionate rate of domestic violence, XXXTentacion allegations of domestic violence Fuck Me (Our Lives): When you shit talk your partner on the show with out their consent, relationship remorse, a brief sam rant on boring men & a vaguely homophobic wedding Fuck You (Your Lives): To hoe or not to hoe? SPONSOR(S) Employers can post jobs on ZipRecruiter for FREE by visiting ZipRecruiter.com/INNER RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES https://www.gofundme.com/rob-nova-hospital-bills WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A HOE Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
 Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal [https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by](https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by) Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua| IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Rebecca IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

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Rebecca & Sam are joined by black nerds, Janicia & Lloyd to discuss black nerd culture, misogyny, being an ally, and more. Bae(s) of The Week: Ed Skrein Hoe(s) of the Week: Jamelle D Self Care Tips: Set aside time to cry and decompress. An all femme self defense class Fuck That (Current Events): Fan grabs Cardi B’s ass without her consent and misogynists come to justify her being groped, RIT’s poorly thought out presentation on consent using Roo from Winnie the Pooh, conversations about consent and rape culture on campuses, Grapefruitting, Will & Jada, WoldStar Hip Hop Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Black Nerds or Blerds, not being accepted into nerd spaces, racism and misogyny within nerd spaces, nerd validations & credentials, nerd trauma, nerd defense mechanisms to avoid social stigma, finding a tribe of pro-black blerds, special snowflake blacks, the convergence of hip hop and comic books, using white supremacy as a tool to deal with childhood trauma, violent misogyny in internet spaces, addressing the roots of some forms of hatred, the oppressed checking the opressor, taking responsibility for calling out your privileged group, slut shaming black women in cosplay, dating as a black nerd, being a hot girl nerd accessory to men, Fuck Me (Our Lives): Loosing your sex drive, When your gynecologist is goes ghost, HPV Fuck You (Your Lives): Advice on what to do (and what not to do) when your romantic partner is experiencing a bout of depression SPONSOR(S) For 60% off your first order, visit [MYLOLA.com](https://www.mylola.com/) and enter code “hoe” RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES https://www.gofundme.com/rob-nova-hospital-bills Tea with Queen and J: https://soundcloud.com/tea-with-queen-and-j https://www.wattpad.com/user/Vesper71 WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC 
Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING http://icn.dj/book-icnstudios/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd Rebecca| IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot J. | IG & Twitter: Janiciaf | Pod IG & Twitter: @teawithqj Lloyd | Watt Pad: @Vesper71 #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #blerds #nerds

Akua & Sam are joined by Money of QueerWoc to discuss the woes and glories of smashing within your network of friends: Bae(s) of The Week: Takiya Thompson & Brian Smith Hoe(s) of the Week: Ghanaqueenhq, Brenichelle, Skootiepuff, Napmaster, Arianne, Ciara & Terrence Self Care Tips: Body Scans & Progressive Muscle Relaxation Fuck That (Current Events): New insurance protections in New York for transgender patients, Texas people now forced to take out “rape insurance” for abortions, aborting disabled fetuses, ableism, pro-lifers, Pornhub & porn stars, Millennials don’t like boobs, the gentrification and appropriation of ass, man served child support subpoena in church, misogynoir & baby mamas, & myths around child support Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Smashing the homies, having sex within friend groups, having sex with your partners friends, shallow dating pools for Black Queer folks, naivety and an ain’t shit girlfriend, when your girlfriends homie hits on you, getting cheated on, stalkers, cyber bullying, dating in activist circles, dealing with your partners racist yt family, sorority dating, sororities and homophobia Fuck Me (Our Lives): How do you find sex partners when your a misanthrope, when your boyfriend helps you take down your braids one day and breaks up with you the next Fuck You (Your Lives): how to address body insecurities during sex SPONSOR(S) Employers can post jobs on ZipRecruiter for FREE by visiting ZipRecruiter.com/INNER RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES QueerWOC https://soundcloud.com/queerwoc Gay & Greek Pt 1 & 2: https://soundcloud.com/queerwoc/ep-19-paris-is-burning-sands https://soundcloud.com/queerwoc/paris-is-burning-sands-pt-2 WEBSITE https://innerhoeuprising.com/ PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
 Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd Akua | IG & Snapchat: @heyyakuagirl Money | Personal Twitter: @MelanatedMoney | QueerWoc Twitter: @queerwocpod #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Welcome to Season 3 of the Inner Hoe Uprising! The new squad of co-hoes is announced. Bae of The Week: Chika Oranika (@oranicuhh), Domyenn of Slayer Hair Co. (@domyenn, @slayerhairco), Beyonce, Ashlee Marie Preston of Wear Your Voice Magazine (@ashleemariepreston), Rihanna, Danielle Brooks Hoe(s) of the Week: Gabriella A, Leigh Anne, Kera.Tilwe, Asha & Magical_Negress Self Care Tips: Stop being the strong black woman, It’s okay to not be okay and to let others know Fuck That (Current Events): A UK based transgender woman was locked out of her bank for sounding like a man, Man schedules 6 dates with 6 women on one night at the same venue, Lil Boosie’s post about getting his 14 year old son head from a “bad bitch” for his birthday, toxic masculinity, corrective rape, letting black children be children, having empathy for peoples experiences, talking to your kids about sex & the man sentenced to ten years in prison for accidentally shooting woman in the vagina Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Our co-Hoe introduction, what we want to bring to the show, why we love the listeners, how the podcast helps us personally, and some thought on the future Fuck Me (Our Lives): When your partner says your depression is getting the down, marking a new chapter in your life, moving into your boyfriends house, when you don’t passionately love your partner, fear of growing old alone, compartmentalizing trauma & figuring out where you fit into an exes life Fuck You (Your Lives): Attempting to make your friends your friend with benefits and score a threesome at the same damn time SPONSOR(S) Very Bad Words Visit iTunes, GooglePlay, Stitcher or your favorite directory and search for VERY BAD WORDS Casper Get $50 toward any mattress purchase by visiting www.casper.com/hoe and using code “HOE”. Terms and Conditions Apply. RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES https://wearyourvoicemag.com/ WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC Opening: “Queen S%!T” SheReal https://soundcloud.com/shereal/04-queen-s-t-produced-by Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY icn.dj SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin Akua | IG: @heyakuagirl | Snap: heyyakuagirl Rebecca| IG &Twitter: @rebbyornot Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Sam and Rob are joined by Micah to discuss dating as a trans man. Bae of The Week: Vashti Dubois of the Colored Girls Museum Hoe(s) of the Week: Berry, Meira & Sidney Self Care Tips: LilBlackLambPrints Self Care Planner Fuck That (Current Events): Trumps announcement to ban transgender people in the military, other than honorable discharge, the actual amount of military spending that goes into trans health care, denying trans people resources afforded to others, ‘don’t ask don’t tell’, Military spending on viagra Fuck It (Topic of the Day): Transmasculine Dating, navigating masculinity and patriarchy as a a Trans man, passing, men justifying catcalling, machismo, masculinity in the Philippines, femphobia, internalized transphobia, who to date when your trans and queer, where to find romantic partners as a trans man, getting misgendered by LGB people, shitty white LGB people, Finding QPOC communities, model minority, the concept of a human dildo, sex parties, queer sex parties & woke sex, pre op insecurities, gender dysphoria, binding, packing, strap-ons, taking testosterone, the concept of being transgender in other parts of the world, when to disclose that you’re trans, dating cis people, is it transphobic to not be attracted to trans people, questions not to ask trans people Fuck Me (Our Lives): Being a good romantic partner to someone who has depression and other mental health issues, Misogynoir whilst traveling abroad (Dubai & Abu Dhabi) Fuck You (Your Lives): How to know when you’re moving too fast in a relationship SPONSOR(S) Visit BlueApron.com/INNER to get your first THREE meals FREE RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES LilBlackLambPrints Self Care Planner http://etsy.me/2wbI5uR WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com PAY A BITCH 
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Opening: “5PM” Abstract Fish Co https://soundcloud.com/abstractfishco/tracks Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" King Kam X DVRKAMBR 
 Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
 Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show | IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Rob | Personal IG: @africanamerican.bootyscratcher | Art IG: @vanta.blaq Micah | IG: @micah.mac #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #transman #transmasculinity

Have you ever looked in the mirror, chapstick in hand and thought to yourself, "I'd Fuck Me". Well this week the League get deep into the topic about the possibility of having sex with a clone/time-displaced/alt. dimension gender reverse version of themselves.  WARNING: LELAND AND JORDAN SAY THERE SHOULD BE A WARNING BEFORE THIS PODCAST. Also SPOILER WARNING for Transformers: The Last Knight, but really consider us saving your $10. Follow, Friend, and Like Us on / / Subscribe to us on / Email us at lorcpodcast@gmail.com

Alex and Nick invite Billy Domineau, writer of the popular Seinfeld 9/11 spec script and staff writer on Family Guy, to talk about the pros and cons of writing a TV stunt spec. When should you write a stunt script? What is the process of making and distributing one? How can a TV spec get shared around town? How do you use that popularity to get represented and staffed on a TV show? The Paper Team goes viral... SHOWNOTES Content 1 - Brainstorming, writing, distributing and having the stunt spec script go viral (00:54) 2 - Getting representation, being staffed on Family Guy, lessons from the writers' room, and using social media as a TV writer (31:01) Resources and Next Week On (53:23) Links Billy Domineau on Twitter Seinfeld Billy Domineau's Seinfeld 9/11 stunt spec ("The Twin Towers") (PDF) Family Guy Upright Citizens Brigade Nicole Conlan's The People v. O.J. Simpson stunt spec ("The Briefcase Switcheroo") (PDF) The Bechdel test Jerry Seinfeld (character) Elaine Benes Cosmo Kramer George Costonza Julia Louis-Dreyfus "The Conversion" (5x11 - Seinfeld) "The Secret Code" (7x07 - Seinfeld) Rachel Bloom "The 9/11 Seinfeld spec script you absolutely have to read today" - The Comic's Comic "What Happens When Your 9/11 'Seinfeld' Spec Script Blows Up the Internet" - Splitsider "This Seinfeld Episode about 9/11 Is a Model of Comedy Writing and Monumentally Bad Taste" - Slate Jon Lovett James Adomian Chris Kelly Brandon McCarthy "Billy Domineau talks September 11 spec script" - Entertainment Weekly Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee Rachel Bloom's "Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury" (Video) 3 Arts Entertainment United Talent Agency Alec Sulkin BET (Black Entertainment Television) "The Wedding Squanchers" (2x10 - Rick & Morty) Bowen Yang on Twitter Resources Writers' Guild Foundation Library This episode brought to you by Tracking Board's Launch Pad Writing Competitions Use code PAPERTEAM to get $15 OFF when you enter a Launch Pad Competition Special thanks to Evan Schmitt for helping us edit this episode. If you enjoyed this episode (and others), please consider leaving us an iTunes review at paperteam.co/itunes! :) You can find Paper Team on Twitter: Alex - @TVCalling Nick - @_njwatson If you have any questions, comments or feedback, you can e-mail us: ask@paperteam.co

Sam and Rebecca are joined by filmmakers Shannon & Darren to discuss group sex. Bae of The Week: Princess Nokia & The Cast of Sense8 Hoe(s) of the Week: Baphomet Bitch & Ashley H Self Care Tips: Free 14 Day Fitness Challenge http://www.angelrstone.com/sign-up-for-the-free-fitness-challenge/ Fuck That (Current Events): Woman marries a train station, objectum sexuals, the Condom/Sex Toy Memorial Day Weekend Heist Topic of the Day: (Threesomes & Group Sex) BodyMore, polyamorous relationships, setting threesome vibes, straight men expecting FFM threesomes, sex parties, orgies, sexual energy, the nude beach, black sex and black joy, masculine dudes ruining orgies, group sex essentials, unicorns, jealousy during group sex, emotional intelligence, checking in, compromise & Baltimore Fuck Me (Our Lives): An 8 Year Anniversary, finding yourself outside of a relationship, sex drive while grieving, exploring ones sexuality, first same-gender sexual encounter, finding out your ex is seeing someone else, having the hoe phase, soft swapping, the intersection of group sex and economics Fuck You (Your Lives): FWB to serious relationship, when he promises to leave his girlfriend for you SPONSORED BY Get 3 Free Meals by visiting BlueApron.com/INNER RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES BodyMore: BodyMoreMovie.com Objectum-Sexual Support Group: http://www.objectum-sexuality.org/ WEBSITE 
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Opening: “Cat Cosmic” Abstract Fish Co https://soundcloud.com/abstractfishco/cat-cosmic 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
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Sam and Asha the anthropologist answer your listener letters. Bae of The Week: Chadwick Boseman Hoe(s) of the Week: Alicia D Self Care Tips: Take a moment to relax after graduation. Embrace & enjoy your accomplishments. Fuck Me (Our Lives): Crushing a Crush, #MenAreTrash, Fuck You (Your Lives): White People on Soul Swipe Yay or Nay, He doesn’t eat pussy what do I do, failed polyamory, MMF Threesomes, Debunking a very rape apologetic and trans antagonistic listener letter, Fucking your ex husband, when you’re ready to give up being a hoe, when is the right time to define the relationship, wasting time, accomplishing hoe goals, putting yourself out there, thot juice & lime-a-ritas SPONSORED BY Smile Direct Club Visit: smiledirectclub.com and use code “HOE” for 50% off your impression kit VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE CO-HOE https://goo.gl/forms/a9W72jJYjf3KwPEK2 RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES Saved By Sasha: https://savedbysasha.com/ WEBSITE 
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Opening: “Everyday” Abstract Fish Co https://soundcloud.com/abstractfishco/everyday 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY wongtunes.com SOCIAL MEDIA  Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Co-Hoes Asha | IG: AshaWithAnS_ | Twitter: ashawithans #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Sam and Pinks joins me talk about sex life after motherhood. Bae(s) of The Week: Logan Browning & Calvin Harris Hoe(s) of the Week: Lauren F & Eva Self Care Tips: Sweat and listen to your body Fuck That (Current Events): Backstreet Boy, AJ Mclean wishing for gay daughters, overbearing parental influence, dad misogyny, National Black Mama Bail Out Day, prison industrial complex & black women Fuck It/Topic of the Day: (Happy Fuckin’ Mothers Day) Sexuality and Motherhood, building a strong family unit, black love, building a tribe, helicopter parenting, sex while pregnant, pregnancy sex drive, pregnant sex positions, stigmatizing sexual mothers, sexualizing pregnant women, Love and Hip Hop, public breastfeeding, post pregnancy vaginal snap back, poking the baby, healthcare & childbirth, parents finding the time to have sex, spicing things up, having sex in the same room as your newborn, kids interrupting, making monogamy work, giving you kids the talk, teaching kids about consent & body autonomy, being a relationship role model for your child, Being your husbands personal hoe & more! VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE CO-HOE https://goo.gl/forms/5fPrkIL6866ZbeD13 RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES National Mama’s Bail Out Day Donations: https://brooklynbailfund.org/national-bail-out-day-donate WEBSITE 
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Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY wongtunes.com SOCIAL MEDIA  Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Co-Hoes Pinks | IG: @Ayopinks #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #motherhood #sexuality

Sam and Terrence discuss asexuality. Bae(s) of The Week: Aja Naomi King & Trevante Rhodes Hoes of the Week: RM Lundy, Rebecca C, Ali B, & Karina Self Care Tips: Take a sexual pilgrimage Fuck That (Current Events): Trumpcare (AHCA) and it’s possible effects on your sexual and reproductive health Topic of the Day: (Asexuality) the difference between abstinence & celibacy, Aromanticism, Squish, intimate connections, growing up asexual with sexual peers, asexual catfishes, friendship dating, LGBTQIA community, getting bored with people, friendship hoeing, expecting sex from asexual people, having sex as an asexual, & masturbation feeling like nothing Fuck Me (Our Lives): How to avoid fucking your cousin SPONSORED BY Smile Direct Club Visit: smiledirectclub.com and use code “HOE” for 50% off your impression kit VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE CO-HOE https://goo.gl/forms/Kr3AXyLwieWDeCDq2 WEBSITE 
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Opening: “Platonic” Spike Lowery https://soundcloud.com/spikelowery/platonic 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://icn.dj/welcome/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Terrence | SnapChat: Tjdetwiler | IG, Twitter, Game Center, Tumblr: @Tjdetwilerftw #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #asexual

:: É recomendado o uso de fones para se ouvir este episódio :: Sejam todos muito bem-vindos ao LivroCast de número setenta e quatro. No podcast de hoje, Marcelo Zaniolo (@celo_zaniolo) , Domenica Mendes (@domenica_mendes) e Rodrigo Rahmati (@rodrahmati) conversam sobre um dos clássicos da literatura distópica, o livro "Fahrenheit 451" do autor americano Ray Bradbury. No LivroCast 074: Quem é o autor, qual foi o processo de escrita deste livro, interpretações, distopia, o que há de real na obra e muito mais. Tratamento e Decupagem dos Áudios: Luís Beber. Edição e Revisão: Marcelo Zaniolo. Tempo de Duração: 82 minutos. Seja um Patrão do LivroCast LivroCast no Patreon LivroCast no Padrim Compre o Livro Comentado no Episódio de Hoje [SARAIVA] Compre o livro "Fahrenheit 451" [SUBMARINO] Compre o livro "Fahrenheit 451" [LIVRARIA CULTURA] Compre o livro "Fahrenheit 451" [AMAZON] Compre o livro "Fahrenheit 451" Comentados no Programa  Site do Rodrigo Rahmati Compre o e-book de "O Arquivo dos Sonhos Perdidos", do Rahmati Compre o livro impresso de "O Arquivo dos Sonhos Perdidos", do Rahmati  Leitor Cabuloso, site do qual a Domenica participa CabulosoCast, podcast da Domenica Perdidos na Estante, outro podcast da Domenica Clipe da música "Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury" Trilha Sonora do Episódio: Trilha oficial do filme "Fahrenheit 451" Franz Ferdinand - This Fire Rachel Bloom - Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury Scott Innes - A Fireman They Called An Angel Críticas, Sugestões e Dúvidas E-mail: livrocast@lokotopia.com.br Twitter: @LivroCast LivroCast no Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/livrocast Outros Links: LivroCast no ITunes Feed do LivroCast Informações Sobre o Episódio Aperte o play no topo da página para ouvir o LivroCast ou clique com o botão direito em download e escolha a opção “Salvar Destino Como” para baixá-lo em seu computador. O post LivroCast 074 – Fahrenheit 451 apareceu primeiro em LivroCast. O post LivroCast 074 – Fahrenheit 451 apareceu primeiro em LivroCast.

Sam and Jamal (aka the Fat Femme) discuss dating whilst fat and femme. Bae of The Week: Malik Richie |IG: @MalikRichie Hoes of the Week: AmorousLightBeam & Amethyst Self Care Tips: Drink your water, mind your business, find some business, light your Mary Jane Fuck That (Current Events): Published report on sexual assault trend: stealthing, stealthing in a trans context, bodily autonomy, toxic masculinity, Topic of the Day: (No Fats, No Femmes: Love, Sex, Dating Culture for Black, Fat, Femme, people) The mantra “no fats, no fems”, gay dating & hook up apps, people & bodies deemed undesirable, how media messages shape desirability, personal preferences affecting political advocacy, misogyny displayed by gay men, internalized homophobia, interrogating beauty and body hierarchy, how capitalism shapes beauty ideals, myths about health and being fat, decolonize your idea of beauty, shaming fat people in public while having sex with fat people in private, hookup culture and dating apps, addicted to shipping, getting bagged in the Lyft, dating straight men vs. dating gay men, setting boundaries, ugly-cute, everyday beauty, voguing & ballroom culture, painting the dick, colonoscopy dick Fuck Me (Our Lives): When the dick travels boroughs for a late night appointment Fuck You (Your Lives): How a gender fluid Latinx person can hoe it up non-monogamously in Puerto Rico VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE CO-HOE https://goo.gl/forms/UX83P7F2BZQ5A3j02 RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES No Fats, No Femmes (The Film) http://nofatsnofemmes.com/ https://www.facebook.com/nofatsnofemmes/ https://twitter.com/nofatsnofems WEBSITE

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Opening: “Grand Central Parkway” Abstract Fish Co. https://soundcloud.com/abstractfishco/grandcentralparkway?in=abstractfishco/sets/office-jams 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA  Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 
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Sam is joined by Dawn and Danielle to discuss co-habitating with your partner. Bae of The Week: Kofi Sirobie & Serena Williams & wishing to be celebrity babies. Hoes of the Week: Lucas, Andre, Jillian & Calvin Self Care Tips: Keep your head up & loving yourself guiltlessly & prioritizing your time. Fuck That (Current Events): Carmelo Anthony & Lala, images of black love in pop culture, sidechicks, do all male superstars cheat, why aren’t women expected to cheat, using condoms while cheating, taking your partner back after they have cheated, break babies, Aaron Hernandez possible bi-phobia murder motive, masculinity & football players, & lack of faith in social change. Fuck It/ Topic of the Day (Living in Sin/Cohabitation): Living with a messy partner, supporting a partner financially, men who cook, couple bonding, parental input, family missing you, having a mental and financial support system, ageism & experience, Jamaican man soup, permanent cuddle buddies, venting partner, seeing your partner shit, dutch ovens, Fuck Me (Our Lives): Reviving a sex life & emotional sex Fuck You (Your Lives): Letting your partner know about your hoe past SPONSORED BY https://www.blueapron.com/inner Visit link to get your first THREE meals FREE WEBSITE 
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Opening: “Waiting” Abstract Fish Co https://soundcloud.com/abstractfishco/waiting 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://icn.dj/ SOCIAL MEDIA  Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 
Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Sam is joined by kinksters Gina & Delta to discuss BDSM. Bae of The Week: Skin Diamond & Samirah Wiley Hoes of the Week: Samantha & Daijah Self Care Tips: The power of saying “no” and knowing your boundaries and limits Topic of the Day: (BDSM) Bondage and Discipline, Domination & Submission, Sadism & Masochism, 50 Shades of Grey & misrepresentation, consent, dom/sub, top/bottom, play/scene, caregiver/little, age play, professional dominatrix or pro-domme, rope play, suspension, degradation, kinks & fetishes, cuckholding & cuckqueaning, fear play, edge play, knife play, “safe, sane & consensual” v “risk aware consensual kink,” florentine flogging, service submission, kink parties, collars & being collared, dungeons, tickle torture, hard limits, vaginal torture, safe words & safe colors, subspace, aftercare, safety precautions, trauma & triggers, impact play, kink classes, Fetlife, advice for new kinksters, kink porn sites, negotiation & contracts, Fuck Me (Our Lives): Uncollaring & ending D/s relationships, play collars v. slave collars, Sjogren's Syndrome & vaginal wetness Fuck You (Your Lives): Thot goals, squirting, hairy balls, smelly balls and spinning on dick RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES FetLife.com WEBSITE 
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Opening: “This Feeling” Sir Speed https://soundcloud.com/will-Davis-317857391/this-feeling 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY http://bondfireradio.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 
Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz Gina | Tumblr: http://hedonistic-princess-g.tumblr.com/  Delta | IG: @Delta_Major #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy #kink #BDSM

Sam and Nicole discuss being a habitual dater. Baes of the Week: Chance the Rapper & Tea With Queen & J Self Care Tip of the Week: Involving baking and creative outlets. Fuck That (Current Events): WhatsYourPrice.com, overwhelming dating apps, disability & domestic violence, & the importance of mental health care. Fuck It (Topic of the Day: Serial Dating): The definition of serial dating, long term relationships, immature boyfriends, lowkey catfishing, undefined situationships, Hook Up Culture, dating while Millennial, dating for free food & the grad school struggle. Fuck Me (Our Lives): A lackluster one night stand, men who get hard while dancing & being asked to raw dog. Fuck You (Your Lives): First time having sex, grown men ghosting, going in without lube & lack of aftercare. SPONSORED BY https://www.plannedparenthood.org TEXT “Uprising” to 22422 to join the fight and stand with Planned Parenthood! RELEVANT LINKS AND NOTES National Domestic Violence Hotline: http://www.thehotline.org/ Abused Deaf Women’s Advocacy Services: htp://www.adwas.org National Coalition Against Domestic Violence: http://www.ncadv.org/ WEBSITE 
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Opening: “Keepin it Cool WItchu” Chhoti Maa https://soundcloud.com/chhotimaa/keepin-it-cool-witchu?in=chhotimaa/sets/agua-corre 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
 Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" 
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly 
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA  Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz #black #woman #sex #feminist #womanist #Comedy #raunchy

Sam, Sabblah and M. discuss international dating and f-ckboys across the globe. Baes of the Week: Big Sean & Nicole Kidman Self Care Tips of the Week: Being Honest & Having Faith Fuck That (Current Events): Matthew Durham, Missionaries, Kenya, Neocolonialism, Sexual Harassment, Sexual Assault, Peace Corps, Namibia, Rwanda, Sex Education in Southern Africa, Ghanaian Husband Shortage, Familial Pressure to Get Married Fuck It (Topic of the Day: Women & International Travel): Peace Corps, International Fuck Boys & Fuck Girls, Sex Tourism, International Gender Roles, Global Misogyny and Misogynoir, African Stereotypes, Caribbean Stereotypes, Studying Abroad while Black, White Brazilians, The African American versus African Debate, Internalized Misogyny, Black Woman Fetishes, American Fetishes, American Girls Are Easy, International Feminism & International Relations. Fuck Me (Our Lives): No Dick Namibia, White Boy Crush, Dave Chappelle Stand Up, Dating While Woke, Levels to this Woke Shit & Kendrick Lamar. Fuck You (Your Lives): Late Bloomers, Sexual Awakening, Getting Better at Sex & Head and Unresponsive Fuckboy.s SPONSORED BY http://www.adameve.com/ Use Code “HOE” for 50% off just about any purchase & https://www.blueapron.com/inner Visit link to get your first THREE meals FREE RELEVANT LINKS & NOTES Sabblah’s Experience as a Peace Corp Volunteer www.sabblahsblog.weebly.com WEBSITE 
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 Opening: “Wave Goodbye” Maalik F https://soundcloud.com/maalik_f/maalik-f-goodbye-ft-fourtune
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend"
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
End: "Day Dream" Dramangar ENGINEERING BY  wongtunes.com/

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Sam, Alex, and Goose discuss the sex partner "body count". Baes of the Week: Harley Dean & Daniel Kaluuya. & Hot Sauce, #BigGuyTwitter, Sex Toys, Natural Porn Stars. Self Care Tips of the Week: Involving Body Hair, Masturbation & Exes. Fuck That (Current Events): Missing Black & Latinx Girls in DC, Missing White Woman Syndrome, Amber Alerts, Anthony Sowell, The Grim Sleeper, Runaways, Sex Trafficking, & How to Help Missing Girls. 
Fuck It (Topic of the Day: Body Counts): What is a “body”, Does Giving Head Count as a Body, Being in Jail, First Time Having Sex, Hoe Tales, Fucking Several People in a Day, Who Pays For Plan B, Fuckboy Bodies, Lying about Body Counts, Double Standards, Precarious Situations, Documenting your Bodies, Average Body Count Number. Fuck Me (Our Lives): Outer Borough Bae-Cations in NYC, Relationship Breaks, Loosing the Magic & Returning to Monogamy. Fuck You (Your Lives): Swinging, Swapping, Threesomes, Molestation Flashback & Cuckolding. SPONSORED BY http://www.adameve.com/ Use Code “HOE” for 50% off just about any purchase RELEVANT LINKS & NOTES Report on Missing Black Children Media Coverage http://bit.ly/2nrIKXB Hotlines to Report Sex Trafficking http://youth.gov/youth-topics/trafficking-of-youth/reporting-suspected-incidences Black & Missing https://www.facebook.com/bamfiorg/ http://www.blackandmissinginc.com/cdad/ PadDay: https://bit.ly/2qyLTVR WEBSITE 

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 Opening: “I’m With You” Spike Lowery https://soundcloud.com/spikelowery/im-with-you-the-guitar-song 
Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly
Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend"
Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly
Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar
End: "Day Dream" Dramangar SOCIAL MEDIA Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
 Sam | IG & Twitter: @slamridd | Snap: Samannerz 
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Sam and Rob discuss the concept of gender. Bae of the Week: Marie McGwier and their #GenderIsOver campaign Fuck That (Current Events): The iTunes for Oral Sex, Doggy Sex, Cam Models, Marine Nude Photo Scandal, Sexual Assault in the Military, Teaching Consent, Feminine/Masculine Binary, Abuse of Authority & PTSD 
Fuck It (Topic of the Day: Gender): Gender Versus Biological Sex, Gender As a Social Construct vs Gender Essentialism, the Animal Kingdom, Chivalry, Gender Variant Cultures, Being Agender, Gender versus Sexuality & Gender Identities Fuck Me (Our Lives): College Crush & Situationships & Fuck You (Your Lives): A Wild Tale From Thaddeus & Sociopaths RELEVANT LINKS & NOTES Rob’s Art Show https://www.facebook.com/events/1292813850765973/ PBS Map of Gender Diverse Cultures http://www.pbs.org/independentlens/content/two-spirits_map-html/ Gender is Over http://www.genderisover.com/ Work Place Self Care By Saved By Sasha http://savedbysasha.com/blog/work-place-self-care WEBSITE 
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Sam, Belle, and Paige discuss intergenerational (age gap) relationships. Baes Janelle Monae & Jidenna, Hydrating and Loving Yourself. Next up for Current Events (Fuck That) we talk about the #ATLOrgy, Smelling Dicky, Swinger Parties, Black Twitter, Loud Black Sexual Women, Uber Sexual Harassment, Sexism, Racism & Ageism in STEM & Imposter Syndrome. We then go into (Fuck It) Our topic of the day which is Intergenerational Love and discuss bell hooks Love, attraction to older people, Age Gap vs. Generation Gap, Gawking at Couples, Dating People with Kids, Power Dynamics, Familial Disapproval, and Paige Polk’s Film: Beautiful Things. The co-hoes discuss their sex lives in (Fuck Me) and touch on, Parental Disapproval, Jamaican Superstition and Running into Ex Flings with New Bae. We wrap up the show with listener letters (Fuck Me) and chat about Finding a Third, Threesome Navigation, What to do if He Nuts and its Not to You?? RELEVANT LINKS & NOTES Beautiful Things https://www.facebook.com/BTthefilm/ https://www.instagram.com/btthefilm/ WEBSITE 
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Sam, Akua, & Breanna discuss the lifestyle of a sugar baby. In this episode we discuss: Baes of the week, Trey Songs, Jordan Peele. Next up for current events (Fuck That) we talk, Getting Fit, Loving Your Naked Body, Fit Bit Cock Ring, Pregnancy Pussy, Transgender Homicides, Calling out Casual Transphobia, Debating Bigots and Toxic Masculinity. In our topic of the day (Fuck it) we chat about Sugar Daddies, Sugar Babies, Fucking Your Sugar Daddy, Seeking Arrangements, Prostitution v. The Sugar Lifestyle and Casual Sugaring. We end with stories about our sex lives (Fuck Me) and talk about, Dating at work, Ghosting, IHU creating Fuckboys, Subbing Old Flames, Switching Up & More! #PodInLiveNYC MEET UP RSVP: http://bit.ly/2lgLNNF RELEVANT LINKS & NOTES NYC Rally in Response to Death of 7 Black Trans Women: http://bit.ly/2mvktjn If You Can’t Attend, Donate: www.twocc.us Statistics & Database on Transgender Homicide Victims: https://mic.com/unerased/ Some Black Trans People to Follow on Twitter: @TWOCCNYC , @RaquelWillis_ , @BlackTransMedia , @JMaseIII , @fatfemme , @kat_blaque ,@TheMrMilan *Correction: 54% of LGBT Homicide Victims are Trans Women of Color. Feel Free 2 Disagree Pod: Soundcloud: http://bit.ly/2mnazAf iTunes: http://apple.co/2lK3cPY

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Sam and her boyfriend discuss their failed relationship. In this episode we discuss: Sam Love, Facebook Hoes, Getting Rest, #PodinLive, Mensez Period Pussy Lipstick, Teaching Boys about Domestic Violence, Chris Brown and Abuse. We then get into (‘Fuck It’) our topic of the day, Battle of the Exes, and hash out the wrong and right ways to break up, our favorite breakup songs, things that lead to splitting up, post breakup phases, social media etiquette with your ex, Ex sex, remaining friends and more. We then go into ‘Fuck Me’ where Kardeem discusses single life and being on the prowl and wrap up with ‘Fuck You’ in which we get some listener feedback about heterosexual privilege. RELEVANT LINKS A Call To Men UK: http://bit.ly/2lKy9pv WEBSITE 
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https://soundcloud.com/gmni94/sets/dvrk-valentines Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd) That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar https://soundcloud.com/dramangar-2 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar AUDIO ENGINEERING BY: wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA 
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Sam and Rebecca talk about pansexuality. In this episode we discuss: SZA, loving yourself independently of romantic love, major hoe shoutouts, getting engaged at 106, Brian Pumper’s egg sex, the hot abortion climate, “women are hosts”, the Pulse Nightclub Massacre aftermath, NYPD being brutal, & some brief mentions of #hurtbae. We then get into (‘Fuck It’) our topic of the day, Pansexuality, and talk about pansexuality v. bisexuality, Deadpool the pansexual antihero, Sex v Gender and some misconceptions about pansexual people. Next up in our ‘Fuck Me’ segment we talk dating post college, dating while fat, cheating, defining a relationship and being the “laidback” girlfriend. Lastly, in our ‘Fuck You’ segment answer a listener letter about being an older virgin. WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com Pay a Bitch Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC Opening: “Mona Lisa“ Wayo https://soundcloud.com/wayozone/hey-mona-lisa-prod-eirwolf-week-45 Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar https://soundcloud.com/dramangar-2 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar Audio Engineering: http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
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Welcome to Season 2 of The Inner Hoe Uprising! In this episode Sam gives a breakdown of black history as it pertains to sex, love, and dating. In the first episode back we discuss: Changes to season 2, Kofi Siriboe, Valentines Day Wings, Exhibitionist Sex, Sex Education, Marrying a Trump Supporter & The Black Women's Defense League in our current events segment. We then switch over to the topic of the day, Black Hoe Story Month, and look at Black History thru the lens of sexuality. Including but not limited to: Egyptian cumming practices, MLKs infidelity, Rosa Parks' rape advocacy, and prominent sex workers in black history. We wrap up the show with a recap of where we've been this past few months, and answer a listener letter about virginity. WEBSITE InnerHoeUprising.com Pay a Bitch Paypal.me/innerhoe WRITE IN EMAIL ihupodcast@gmail.com MUSIC Opening: "I Know (My Baby)" Half Bleezy https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/i-know-my-baby-single/id1194724574 Fuck That: "Krown Heights" PrinceShortyFly Fuck It: "Party on the Weekend" Fuck Me: "Revenge (Of the Nerd That Sat Behind You" PrinceShortyFly Fuck You: "Chandelier" Dramangar https://soundcloud.com/dramangar-2 End: "Day Dream" Dramangar Audio Engineering: http://wongtunes.com/ SOCIAL MEDIA Show| IG: @InnerHoeUprising | Twitter: @InnerHoeUprisin 
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Comedian Justin Martindale guest host this movie-companion episode featuring Netflix Documentary: Men in Rubber Masks. This doc explores the secretive world of men who, you guessed it, dress in rubber masks, it’s FASCINATING! To each his/her own! Music: Michael Jackson “Man in The Mirror (Electro Remix 2009)” End Clip: I’d Fuck Me scene from Silence Of The Lambs. (Apologies for sound quality in the beginning!)

В этом выпуске говорим про три новых фантастических сериала (15:25), а именно «Сумеречных охотников», «Хроники Шаннары» и «Волшебников», депрессию и психические расстройства на телевидении(47:42) и новую книгу научного журналиста Аси Казанцевой «В интернете кто-то неправ» (1:03:46). Кроме этого: • Лечение болезни Альцгеймера (извините, новость оказалась старая) • Кеша и контракт В подкасте участвуют: Гриша Пророков, Маша Шкода, Данияр Шекебаев, Дарья Татаркова. Музыку написал Иван Калашников из «Наади» (спасибо!) Счётчик Uber во втором сезоне: 31 Почта: prorokovgrisha@gmail.com Канал в Telegram: telegram.me/grishaprorokov Ссылки: «Правмир» и аборты: http://www.pravmir.ru/psiholog-svetlana-rudneva-u-aborta-s-kazhdyim-godom-vse-menshe-opravdaniy/ Лечение болезни Альцгеймера в Австралии (новость прошлогодняя, но на людях начнут пробовать в 2017-м): http://www.sciencealert.com/new-alzheimer-s-treatment-fully-restores-memory-function Ученый, который нашёл лекарство от бактериальной язвы, заразив себя: http://discovermagazine.com/2010/mar/07-dr-drank-broth-gave-ulcer-solved-medical-mystery Александр Богданов, погибший от переливания крови: http://io9.gizmodo.com/the-genius-who-killed-himself-trying-to-become-immortal-1551484226 Jezebel про Кешу: http://jezebel.com/how-we-failed-to-protect-kesha-1760142637 Трилогия фанфиков про Драко Малфоя: http://fanlore.org/wiki/The_Draco_Trilogy io9 про «Волшебников»: io9.gizmodo.com/syfys-magicians-is-a-perfect-counterpoint-to-television-1748523154 YouTube-канал 5secondfilms: https://www.youtube.com/user/5secondfilms «Афиша.Daily» про депрессию на телевидении: https://daily.afisha.ru/cinema/626-grust-tv-kak-serialy-vserez-zagovorili-o-melanholii-i-depressii/ Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e1IxOS4VzKM Интервью с Асей Казанцевой на Colta: www.colta.ru/articles/specials/10101 Интервью с Асей Казанцевой на The Village: http://www.the-village.ru/village/city/city-news/231887-asya-kazantseva Гольф-клюшки и клаб-фиттинг: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4WQvsfrg8I

Voyager: Season 3, Episode 16 Drunk Factor: 4.5 for Chris and Amanda, “Fuck Me” for Matt. We continue our month of strange Star Trek sexing with “Blood Fever”! Ensign Vorik is Pon Farring all over the place and infects B’Elanna Torres with his seasonal horniness disorder. Also there are rock people. Amanda, Chris, and Matt […]

You spend your entire life thinking you are nothing like your parents while simultaneously trying to figure out how it's possible you are a combination of their genes. Then slowly, as you start to pay your own bills, establish your adulthood and form a friendship with them they begin to let down their parental shields and open up a John Malcovitch portal into their brain and you realize, FUCK ME, we are the same. THEN i imagine you spend the rest of your life watching in horror as you slowly become their doppleganger. Maybe the avalanche doesn't really happen until you have your own children and you catch yourself saying things you swore as a youth you would NEVER do..but I must tell you, my parents continue to surprise and shock me even thirty years after I met them. This story, told to me as we were washing the plates after Friday night dinner FLOORED me. I always knew my dad was a bit of a rebel without a cause, but this story takes place in the beginning of the 70's where he was a Lawyer working for a part of the Government was all about ethics and regulations! Makes sense. I got it from my poppa. Good for him. If I god forbid get tricked by my apparent ticking time bomb judas ovaries into having one of those babies everyone keeps raving about, these are the kind of parents I would want to be. This is my main issue with parenthood, the parents all seem to turn into zombie 28 days later hosts for the new lifeforce. I can totally see why creating a mini me and filling it with all the information I felt like my parents never taught me would have some curb appeal. But it turns out being a parent is so darn difficult, just keeping them alive its a gosh darn miracle let alone actually make them cool and socially adjusted with good taste in music and a good heart. I don't know. So anyway never mind my rambling, another testament to how much I love my parents and how much fun it always is to learn new things about who they are and where they came from.

"revenge Daniel and Lee return to finish off their sex comedy series with a fairly in-depth look at 1984's "Revenge of the Nerds", as well as a bit of talk about the 1987 sequel and a very brief look at the aborted TV pilot and the made-for-TV sequels. Rape, racism, tits and toilet humor are all discussed this time out, as well as nerd culture in general. Also: listener comments and what we've been watching as of late, our favourite films from our Sex Comedy series and some recommendations for other sex comedies we didn't cover. TOR.com article on "Real Genius" and "Revenge of the Nerds" here. Featured music: "Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury: by Rachel Bloom. See the video.

Robot Chicken writer and YouTube "Millionaire", Rachel Bloom chats with Matt and Paul and her latest live shows and upcoming TV projects. Plus, the trio reflects on their midnight run the Las Vegas strip club, Sapphire for steak and eggs. Rachel talks about her start in New York and the inspiration for her first internet hit "Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury". Plus, the importance of Sci-Fi in sketch comedy, Robot Chicken job interview, the real reason we blink every 30 seconds, and Paul's role in Star Trek weddings.  Rachel reveals her path from being brought up Jewish to Atheism. Jock Vs. Nerd: Bad Boys documentary Vs. How Heisenberg helps Star Trek.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week the boys talk about "Black Friday" where Paulie doesn't understand that means shopping and not a line of black guys fucking him. They discuss the Shade of the Sound of Music, Christmas Lists and Bad Porn. Paulie reviews some great porn from Falcon "Alumni" where a high school reunion turns into one hot Sexcapade and gives it 4 Splats. David wants to give you a lift, Heads or Tails (Top or Bottom), One cock enhancing Thong or an open "Fuck Me" brief with open ass. Make sure to stay warm and Stay Hard!

Jack Dolgen has created the music for a ton of music and TV shows you've doubtless seen, and he's also co-writer/co-producer on many of Rachel Bloom's music.  I wanted to get the other mind behind “Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury” to … Continue reading →

Kid, Chesticles, GDub and Bemo in studio discuss SOCO, Wiffleball, naked politicians, and how boners are shot to the fucking ground when you see some grey pubic hair. We discuss the action known as fart sparks, how to avoid getting farted in the face and how simple and to the point it is when a bitch just says "Fuck Me" and GDub just loves to have women beg him to stop. Go Deep.