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Heaving ourselves into 2025 like a rebuilt BILLY with half its dowels missing, No Tags returns to its usual schedule.We kick off with a journey to the North Circular, where London's biggest club is under investigation following two drug-related deaths and an alleged stabbing. Following the recent revelations about Drumsheds in Jim Waterson's excellent London Centric newsletter, Tom and Chal ask: why is it so hard to have a realistic conversation about safety in clubs?Next we indulge in one of our favourite anorak pastimes – arguing about arbitrary historical groupings of underground records! We contend that 2013 was the best year for album releases so far this century, with DJ Rashad, Oneohtrix Point Never, Sky Ferreira, Kanye West and Dean Blunt among the strong portfolio of evidence.Finally, an announcement! ‘Tis the season for hibernating in front of the TV and racking up those numbers on Letterboxd, and in that spirit we are proud to present – adapted from an original opinion by DJ and friend-of-the-show Finn McCorry – the first ever No Tags film season! Introducing: Big Beat Cinema. Look out for that next week.In the meantime, if you enjoyed this episode of No Tags, please do rate, review and subscribe on your podcast app of choice, as it does really help. We'd also ask you to consider subscribing to our paid tier, which costs £5 a month and helps us continue planning, recording, editing and transcribing these regular podcasts – or in the case of next week's episode, will go towards renting some seriously ropey turn-of-the-noughties films. Swordfish, anyone? Get full access to No Tags at notagspodcast.substack.com/subscribe

Slumber's Interlude. By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on, ‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. 'Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided. 'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.' 'You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again. 'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice. 'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly. Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire. 'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm. 'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring. As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again. 'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear. 'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat. 'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly. 'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks. 'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.' 'Is it really a curse?' asked Emily. 'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask. 'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed. 'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking. 'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside. 'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move. 'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed. 'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident. 'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently. 'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond. 'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last. 'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard. 'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him. Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him. 'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs. In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow. She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already? Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently. 'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her. 'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured. 'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.' 'Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?' 'I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands. 'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.' 'I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.' 'That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream. For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good. When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows. 'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling. 'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing. Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch. 'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her. 'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously. 'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily. 'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.' 'Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.' 'Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.' 'I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast. 'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth. 'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below. 'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her. 'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.' 'Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still. 'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?' 'Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically. 'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.' With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears. 'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue. 'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit. 'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ' 'Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?' 'Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate. 'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?' 'Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.' 'Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful. 'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider. 'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her. 'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close. This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath. 'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered. 'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?' 'Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined. His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making. Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head. 'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam. 'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth. 'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, ' Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls. Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy. 'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last. 'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly. 'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.' 'Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin. 'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.' 'That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his. 'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again. 'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.' Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard. Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench. 'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ' 'Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.' 'Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.' Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement. 'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid. 'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity. 'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him. 'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.' 'Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case. At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle. With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within. 'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes. 'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.' Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row. 'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure. Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal. 'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock. 'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much. Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead. 'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection. 'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.' 'Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.' By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Slumber's Interlude. By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on, ‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. 'Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided. 'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.' 'You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again. 'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice. 'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly. Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire. 'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm. 'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring. As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again. 'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear. 'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat. 'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly. 'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks. 'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.' 'Is it really a curse?' asked Emily. 'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask. 'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed. 'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking. 'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside. 'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move. 'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed. 'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident. 'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently. 'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond. 'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last. 'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard. 'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him. Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him. 'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs. In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow. She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already? Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently. 'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her. 'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured. 'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.' 'Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?' 'I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands. 'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.' 'I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.' 'That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream. For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good. When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows. 'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling. 'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing. Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch. 'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her. 'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously. 'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily. 'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.' 'Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.' 'Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.' 'I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast. 'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth. 'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below. 'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her. 'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.' 'Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still. 'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?' 'Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically. 'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.' With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears. 'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue. 'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit. 'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ' 'Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?' 'Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate. 'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?' 'Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.' 'Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful. 'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider. 'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her. 'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close. This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath. 'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered. 'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?' 'Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined. His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making. Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head. 'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam. 'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth. 'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, ' Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls. Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy. 'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last. 'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly. 'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.' 'Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin. 'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.' 'That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his. 'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again. 'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.' Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard. Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench. 'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ' 'Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.' 'Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.' Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement. 'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid. 'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity. 'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him. 'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.' 'Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case. At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle. With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within. 'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes. 'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.' Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row. 'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure. Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal. 'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock. 'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much. Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead. 'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection. 'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.' 'Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.' By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Hour 3 of A&G features... Racism is built into society & the horrors of AI Inside Assad's palace CEO shooter has fans & people are making shirts with his face on them A good old company holiday party See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hour 3 of A&G features... Racism is built into society & the horrors of AI Inside Assad's palace CEO shooter has fans & people are making shirts with his face on them A good old company holiday party See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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We are back this time with our theme of High Seas Crimes.  JT discusses R v Dudley and Stephens. Sourceshttps://digitalcommons.lib.uconn.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1000&context=hist_papers https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Age_of_Sail https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_maritime_disasters_in_the_19th_century https://www.rmg.co.uk/stories/blog/library-archive/incidence-death-on-merchant-vessels-1865 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Want https://murderpedia.org/male.D/d/dudley-thomas.htm https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heaving_to https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Custom_house https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assizes https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R_v_Dudley_and_Stephens https://www.casebriefs.com/blog/law/criminal-law/criminal-law-keyed-to-kadish/the-justification-of-punishment/regina-v-dudley-and-stephens/ https://www.law.msu.edu/faculty_staff/candeub/QueenvDS.Edited.pdf https://lawlibrarycollections.umn.edu/classic-cases-criminal-regina-v-dudley-stephens http://www.bobfarley.us/0300lawclasses/315businesslaw/cb10.pdf https://canestrinilex.com/en/readings/lifeboat-case-is-murder-allowed-by-necessity-queen-vs-dudley-and-stephens   Promo - WKMU Brew CrimeWebsite, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, Facebook Group, Youtube, patreon, Supporter

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Ali helps men optimize testosterone whether natural or with TRT, and get jacked, lean, and healthy. We went really deep into what causes issues with health, wellness, mental health, sexual health and erectile dysfunction — whether we're natural, on TRT, or anabolic steroids or performance enhancing drugs.Ali's event in November: http://silverbacksummit.comPlease share this episode if you liked it. To support the podcast, the best cost-free way is to subscribe and please rate the podcast 5* wherever you find your podcasts. Thanks for watching.To be part of any Q&A, follow trensparentpodcast or nylenayga on instagram and watch for Q&A prompts on the story  https://www.instagram.com/trensparentpodcast/Watch The Podcast:https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCqgN2kieCEHwZ9M-QFBxfCgPharma TRT, GH analogs, peptides, IGF-1, var troche, fat-loss/hair-loss treatments, etc | HRT Men's Health Optimization: https://transcendcompany.com/patient-intake-form/?ls=Nyle+NaygaHuge Elements Line (astragalus, citrus bergamot, etc): https://hugesupplements.com/collections/elementsCode 'NYLE' for 10% off - proceeds go towards upgrading content productionHuge Supplements (Protein, Pre, Utilize, Vital): https://hugesupplements.com/?aff=165Support code 'NYLE' 10% offYoungLA Clothes: https://www.youngla.com/discount/nyleYoungLA For Her: https://www.youngla.com/collections/all-products-1/For-HerCode ‘NYLE' to support the podcastLet's chat about the Podcast:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/trensparentpodcast/TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@transparentpodcastCoaching | Personalized program:  https://www.nylenaygafitness.com00:00:00 - Teaser & Intro00:05:30 - Viral on TikTok00:12:59 - "Popular among kids"00:14:42 - Fat burners & Pro hormones00:17:18 - Male PMS00:19:24 - Vigorous Steve00:19:56 - HCG00:22:46 - Chase Irons00:23:39 - Sperm density range00:25:58 - "Reaction comments"00:27:01 - Heaving breathers00:29:40 - Perfect lfe00:32:23 - What's the easiest way to control heart rate and blood pressure?00:36:46 - Normalizing "Boner talk"00:39:19 - What are the reasons you've seen for men having issues with their sex drive?00:47:19 - When can a guy say that calories or diet are causing him to have sexual dysfunction?00:51:24 - Social media comparission game00:55:36 - Diet culture00:57:49 - GLP-100:59:13 - Microdosing Ozempic01:01:53 - "Bodybuilder Food"01:03:36 - Thoughts on dopamine purging01:10:16 - Alpha-GPC01:13:29 - "White Rabbit"01:17:04 - Ritalin01:20:04 - What are the final indicators to go on TRT?01:24:56 - Pizza vs Cinnamon rolls01:27:26 - Power of bloodwork01:28:01 - Compounds or cycles that cause sexual or lifestyle issues in men01:30:59 - Positives of microdosing01:33:16 - Q & A01:34:00 - Injection frequence on TRT01:35:25 - Do Kiwis increase testosterone?01:37:12 - Post finasteride syndrome01:42:10 - Last question01:42:54 - "Queen in men's health"#psychology #stories #podcast #mentalhealth #discipline #selfdevelopment #personaldevelopment #fitness #ifbbpro #npc #bodybuilder #bodybuilding #tiktok #shizzy #olympia #mrolympia #2023olympia #selfimprovement #workout #gym #nutrition #mensphysique #classicphysique #love #discipline #relationships #chrisbumstead #tren #workout #gym #trt #hormones #discipline #hardstyle #steroids #larrywheels

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It's time to rev up those rental accounts because new cards are on the horizon. On this week's show, Shane and Stan (aka The Cool S Bros) share their war stories of leaguing with Modern Horizon 3 decks. Stan fires up some Boros Energy and Ruby Storm, while Shane locks his opponents out with Eldrazi Prison. We kick off the show with a high level check-in on format diversity in the weeks following MH3's release. Then we chat about the one-two punch of Guide of Souls and Ajani, flexible applications for Kozilek's Command, and Storming off against The One Ring decks. The Break Down: MH3 Week 2 The Dive Down: Sleeve, Believe, Heaving new decks in Modern Become a citizen of The Dive Down Nation!: http://www.patreon.com/thedivedown Show the world that you're a proud citizen of The Dive Down Nation with some merch from the store: https://www.thedivedown.com/store Upgrade your gameplay and your gameday with Heavy Play accessories. Use code THEDIVEDOWN2024 for 10% off your first order at https://www.heavyplay.com Get 10% off your first 2 months of ManaTraders! https://www.manatraders.com/?medium=thedivedown and use coupon code THEDIVEDOWN_43A And now receive 8% off your order of paper cards from Nerd Rage Gaming with code DIVE8 at https://www.nerdragegaming.com/ Timestamps: 7:12 - Heavy Play is lovely 8:51 - This week's show/housekeeping 14:54 - The Break Down begins: The new top tier of Modern? 25:10 - The Dive Down begins: Stan played Boros Energy 50:52 - Shane played Eldrazi Prison Tron 1:19:18 - Stan played Ruby Storm 1:33:16 - Wrapping up Our opening music is Nowhere - You Never Knew, and our closing music is Space Blood - Goro? Is That Your Christian Name? email us: thedivedown@gmail.com (mailto:thedivedown@gmail.com) twitter: https://twitter.com/thedivedown

Spring is the time of the gardening year where all gardeners sigh with relief, it's really time to get out and about and enjoy the wonderful world of horticulture.  A garden waking up and showing its early colour and form is a wonderful space to live and work in, an it's no exception that Lucy and Saul revel in this time of year, as their gardening lives start to get busier with sowing, planting, propagation, mowing, mulching and all other gardening tasks. Sprinkle in some early flower shows and the odd plant fair and our gardening life is complete, so thank god for Spring!Blossom is everywhere at the moment and especially on our fruit trees signalling the start of Orchard season. And what a start - there seems to be an overwhelming amount of it which potentially heralds for lots of fruit come late summer. It's also National Blossom Week  so Lucy and Saul have a chat about Orchards and how to fit one into your life - whether small and bijou, or full on Cider Orchard. Lucy also visits Brogdale in Kent, where the National Fruit Collection is housed, a place for those passionate about Apples, Pears, Cherries, the list goes on. So next time your thinking of planting a tree - maybe a fruit tree might fit the bill.Instagram Links:Lucy headgardenerlcTwitter links:Saul @GardeningSaulIntro and Outro music from https://filmmusic.io"Fireflies and Stardust" by Kevin MacLeod (https://incompetech.com)License: CC BY (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)Support the Show.

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Christmas Passions: Part 3Slumber's Interlude.By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on,‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. ‘Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided.'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.''You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again.'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice.'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly.Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire.'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm.'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring.As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again.'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear.'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat.'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly.'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks.'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.''Is it really a curse?' asked Emily.'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask.'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed.'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking.'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside.'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move.'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed.'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident.'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently.'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond.'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last.'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard.'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him.Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him.'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs.In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow.She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already?Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently.'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her.'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured.'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.''Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?''I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands.'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.''I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.''That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream.For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good.When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows.'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling.'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing.Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch.'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her.'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously.'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily.'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.''Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.''Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.''I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast.'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth.'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below.'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her.'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.''Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still.'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?''Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically.'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.'With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears.'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue.'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit.'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ''Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?''Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate.'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?''Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.''Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful.'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider.'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her.'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close.This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath.'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered.'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?''Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined.His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making.Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head.'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam.'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth.'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, 'Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls.Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy.'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last.'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly.'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.''Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin.'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.''That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his.'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again.'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.'Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench.'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ''Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.''Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.'Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement.'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid.'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity.'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him.'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.''Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case.At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle.With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within.'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes.'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.'Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row.'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure.Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal.'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock.'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much.Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead.'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection.'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.''Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.'By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Christmas Passions: Part 3Slumber's Interlude.By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on,‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. ‘Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided.'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.''You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again.'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice.'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly.Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire.'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm.'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring.As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again.'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear.'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat.'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly.'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks.'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.''Is it really a curse?' asked Emily.'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask.'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed.'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking.'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside.'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move.'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed.'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident.'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently.'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond.'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last.'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard.'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him.Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him.'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs.In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow.She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already?Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently.'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her.'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured.'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.''Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?''I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands.'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.''I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.''That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream.For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good.When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows.'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling.'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing.Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch.'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her.'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously.'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily.'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.''Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.''Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.''I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast.'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth.'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below.'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her.'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.''Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still.'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?''Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically.'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.'With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears.'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue.'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit.'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ''Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?''Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate.'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?''Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.''Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful.'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider.'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her.'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close.This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath.'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered.'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?''Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined.His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making.Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head.'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam.'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth.'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, 'Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls.Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy.'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last.'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly.'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.''Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin.'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.''That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his.'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again.'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.'Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench.'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ''Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.''Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.'Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement.'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid.'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity.'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him.'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.''Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case.At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle.With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within.'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes.'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.'Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row.'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure.Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal.'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock.'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much.Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead.'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection.'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.''Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.'By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Christmas Passions: Part 3Slumber's Interlude.By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on,‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. ‘Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided.'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.''You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again.'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice.'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly.Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire.'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm.'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring.As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again.'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear.'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat.'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly.'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks.'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.''Is it really a curse?' asked Emily.'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask.'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed.'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking.'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside.'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move.'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed.'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident.'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently.'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond.'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last.'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard.'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him.Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him.'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs.In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow.She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already?Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently.'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her.'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured.'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.''Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?''I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands.'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.''I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.''That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream.For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good.When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows.'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling.'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing.Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch.'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her.'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously.'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily.'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.''Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.''Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.''I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast.'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth.'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below.'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her.'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.''Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still.'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?''Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically.'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.'With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears.'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue.'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit.'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ''Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?''Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate.'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?''Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.''Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful.'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider.'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her.'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close.This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath.'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered.'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?''Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined.His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making.Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head.'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam.'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth.'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, 'Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls.Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy.'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last.'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly.'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.''Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin.'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.''That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his.'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again.'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.'Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench.'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ''Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.''Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.'Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement.'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid.'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity.'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him.'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.''Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case.At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle.With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within.'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes.'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.'Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row.'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure.Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal.'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock.'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much.Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead.'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection.'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.''Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.'By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Christmas Passions: Part 3Slumber's Interlude.By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on,‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. ‘Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided.'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.''You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again.'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice.'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly.Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire.'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm.'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring.As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again.'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear.'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat.'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly.'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks.'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.''Is it really a curse?' asked Emily.'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask.'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed.'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking.'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside.'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move.'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed.'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident.'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently.'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond.'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last.'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard.'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him.Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him.'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs.In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow.She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already?Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently.'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her.'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured.'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.''Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?''I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands.'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.''I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.''That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream.For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good.When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows.'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling.'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing.Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch.'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her.'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously.'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily.'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.''Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.''Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.''I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast.'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth.'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below.'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her.'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.''Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still.'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?''Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically.'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.'With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears.'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue.'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit.'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ''Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?''Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate.'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?''Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.''Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful.'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider.'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her.'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close.This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath.'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered.'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?''Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined.His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making.Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head.'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam.'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth.'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, 'Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls.Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy.'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last.'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly.'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.''Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin.'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.''That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his.'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again.'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.'Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench.'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ''Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.''Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.'Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement.'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid.'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity.'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him.'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.''Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case.At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle.With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within.'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes.'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.'Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row.'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure.Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal.'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock.'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much.Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead.'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection.'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.''Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.'By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Heaving away results in a major business award: A local waste processing company gets recognized as business of the year by the St. John's Board of Trade. To find out more about what they do, we sat down for a chat with one of the managers with Heave Away. (Anthony Germain with Sarah Halliday)

Award-winning author and PTSD survivor Bonnie Gray talks about steps we can take to turn chaos to calm. Philippians 4:6“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.” (NIV) https://livesteadyon.com/Email Angie at: steadyonpodcast@gmail.comFacebook: @livesteadyonInstagram: @angiebaughman421 Looking for something not listed? It's probably here: https://linktr.ee/livesteadyon https://thebonniegray.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/thebonniegray Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thebonniegray/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/TheBonnieGray Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/thebonniegray/ Podcast: Breathe Grab Bonnie's soul care quiz here: https://thebonniegray.com/soulcarequiz/ Listen to Bonnie's first visit to the Steady On podcast here: https://livesteadyon.com/2022/01/19/episode-87-sweet-like-jasmine-with-bonnie-gray/ Bonnie Gray is a Soul Care mentor and the author of Breathe: 21 Days to Stress Less and Transform Chaos to Calm, Whispers of Rest, Finding Spiritual Whitespace and Sweet Like Jasmine, an ECPA 2022 Christian Book Award Finalist. Heaving healed from PTSD, Bonnie is passionate about helping thousands of listeners detox stress and flourish in emotional wellness with God's love through soul care, Bible Study and prayer. Bonnie is a trusted voice writing for Proverbs 31, Christianity Today and Relevant Magazine. She is also the host of Breathe: The Stress Less Podcast. She loves hiking and eating waffles with her husband and two teenage boys in Silicon Valley. Theme music:Heartwarming by Kevin MacLeodLink: https://incompetech.filmmusic.io/song/3864-heartwarmingLicense: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

Moist from the juice. One Tall Bald Man. Nuts to Butts! Generative Barb Fill. Woke Texan Yoga Elephants! Poisonous Frog Pants. Big Dick's M'Nards. Excalibur. Cos I don't care. You get NO Projects, NO Kickstarters, and NO LIEUTENANT YAR! Extra Nobody. I think she hates the French. Just Like a Saturday Night Dinner at Ibbott's Air BnB. Downward Facing Pachyderm. Splitting the Donut. My Little Transformah with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Moist from the juice. One Tall Bald Man. Nuts to Butts! Generative Barb Fill. Woke Texan Yoga Elephants! Poisonous Frog Pants. Big Dick's M'Nards. Excalibur. Cos I don't care. You get NO Projects, NO Kickstarters, and NO LIEUTENANT YAR! Extra Nobody. I think she hates the French. Just Like a Saturday Night Dinner at Ibbott's Air BnB. Downward Facing Pachyderm. Splitting the Donut. My Little Transformah with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Ep. 132 - An Hour of Dry Heaving by After Dinner Mints

Episode 128:Bonnie Gray is a Soul Care mentor and the author of Breathe: 21 Days to Stress Less and Transform Chaos to Calm, Whispers of Rest, Finding Spiritual Whitespace and Sweet Like Jasmine, an ECPA 2022 Christian Book Award Finalist. Heaving healed from PTSD, Bonnie is passionate about helping thousands of listeners detox stress and flourish in emotional wellness with God's love through soul care, Bible Study and prayer. On this episode Bonnie shares Left Brain and Right Brain Science: Why self-care and soul care are not selfish, but spiritual acts of faith ,  Breath Prayers: How to activate your body's Rest Response and restore peace to your emotions. She shares practical tips on how to manage stress and anxiety when it comes up and ways that biblical mindfulness and cultural mindfulness are different and how as a Christian we can meditate on Gods promises.Take the soul quiz:https://thebonniegray.com/soulcarequiz/https://www.instagram.com/thebonniegray/Partnering with Hi Hello Labs in Downtown Orlando https://www.hihellolabs.comSupport the showSubscribe to Beauty Marks podcast and leave a review. Follow me on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/elizabethsabby/For questions, comments or collaborations please email: beautymarkspodcast@gmail.com Our website to support visit www.beautymarkspodcast.com

Bonnie Gray is a Soul Care mentor and the author of Breathe: 21 Days toStress Less and Transform Chaos to Calm,Whispers of Rest, Finding Spiritual Whitespace and Sweet Like Jasmine, an ECPA 2022 Christian Book Award Finalist. Heaving healed from PTSD, Bonnie is passionate about helping thousands of listeners detox stress and flourish in emotional wellness with God's love through soul care, Bible Study and prayer. Bonnie is a trusted voice writing for Proverbs 31, Christianity Today and Relevant Magazine. She is also the host of Breathe: The Stress Less Podcast. Take Bonnie's Soul Care Quiz to learn which area of wellness you're missing at SoulCareQuiz.com. She loves hiking and eating waffles with her husband and two teenage boys in Silicon Valley. To learn more about Bonnie, take her Soul Care Quiz at SoulCareQuiz.com, find her book at thebreathebook.com, or follow her at thebonniegray on Instagram.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Lexman is interviewing Jo Boaler, a professor at the University of Cambridge and one of the world's leading experts on school punishment. In this episode, they discuss how heaving can be used to punish students and how pulley systems can be used to manage punishments more efficiently.

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Christmas Passions: Part 3Slumber's Interlude.By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on,‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. ‘Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided.'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.''You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again.'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice.'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly.Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire.'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm.'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring.As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again.'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear.'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat.'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly.'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks.'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.''Is it really a curse?' asked Emily.'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask.'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed.'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking.'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside.'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move.'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed.'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident.'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently.'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond.'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last.'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard.'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him.Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him.'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs.In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow.She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already?Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently.'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her.'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured.'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.''Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?''I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands.'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.''I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.''That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream.For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good.When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows.'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling.'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing.Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch.'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her.'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously.'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily.'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.''Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.''Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.''I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast.'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth.'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below.'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her.'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.''Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still.'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?''Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically.'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.'With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears.'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue.'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit.'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ''Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?''Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate.'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?''Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.''Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful.'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider.'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her.'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close.This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath.'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered.'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?''Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined.His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making.Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head.'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam.'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth.'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, 'Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls.Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy.'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last.'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly.'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.''Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin.'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.''That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his.'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again.'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.'Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench.'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ''Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.''Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.'Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement.'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid.'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity.'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him.'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.''Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case.At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle.With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within.'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes.'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.'Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row.'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure.Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal.'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock.'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much.Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead.'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection.'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.''Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.'By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Arik makes an important call, Allen explains flavour, Arik invents football, Allen counts smiths, and we discover Ethiopian Time. Bon Appetite on blue raspberry Serious Eats on banana flavour History of American football William Webb Ellis Association football Blacksmith, whitesmith, greensmith, and brownsmith Fun Fact 36 – Joey Two-Lies Travel Tips for Ethiopia If you have a meeting in Ethiopia, you'd better double check the time

Heaving Breaking Through sermon by Rev. Dr. David Brown on November 13, 2022.Wayfarers Chapel is an Ecumenical Ministry of the Swedenborgian Church and the National Memorial to Emanuel Swedenborg located In Rancho Palos Verdes, CA. The podcast is the audio portion of weekly sermons posted on YouTube.To view these sermons subscribe to our YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/wayfarerschapel.Support the show

Welcome to the first episode of The Snatchelor on Dear Media! In this week's episode, the girls catch us up on their weekends, Nicole shares some unfortunate news about her personal belongings that she lost while out one night, Margo lets us in on her unique experience seeing Ben Platt, and they debate what they'd do if they caught Aaron Judges 62nd home run ball! Give it back or sell it for the money? Tune in to find out!  Don't forget to follow "Snatchelor's Songs 2022" on Spotify to hear what we're listening to every week: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4lpFUKgC340awgYclVNsfn?si=319081be0aa94502 Snatchelor Songs: Muscle Memory - Kelsea Ballerini Subject to Change - Kelsea Bllerini Uh Oh - Tate McRae Waking up dreaming - Shania Twain Wonderful World - Ben Rector  Midnight Crisis - Jordan Davis, Danielle Bradbery I Wonder - Russel Dickerson  I Found You - Nate Smith

Bruce Willis: Bruce Willis may or may not have sold his likeness rights to an AI company by the name of Deepcake but it's clear he is being taken advantage of in some fashion.Lust For Living: Jeff is going through crisis right now as he has lost the "lust for living", he needs to watch The Sopranos ASAP.Palette Cleansers: After a lot of real talk, let's bring the mood up by watching dudes ignore cops, a dude drink a miscarriage and sales people accidentally saying the n-word.CHAMPIONS!, PISS LIKE A PUPPY!, BIG DOGS!, HARD KNOCKS!, DETROIT LIONS!, METALLICA!, NO LEAF CLOVER!, CHIP AND DALE SLAYER!, THE DOLLAR!, EURO!, POUND STERLING!, CURRENCY WARS!, EUROPE!, UNITED KINGDOM!, ROCKY!, THE MIDDLE!, JIMMY EAT WORLD!, VOICEMAILS I FORGOT TO PLAY!, DBDEATHLORD!, ANDRES!, WHO'S READY FOR FALL!?, MILLY!, BRUCE WILLIS!, DEEPCAKE!, DIGITAL LIKENESS!, CGI CHARACTER!, DEAD PEOPLE!, DIE HARD!, COMMERCIALS!, JAMES EARL JONES!, DARTH VADER!, JALEEL WHITE!, URKEL!, VULTURES!, LIVE FOREVER!, HOMELESS!, RENT!, BILLS!, JOB!, UNION!, EMPLOYED!, NOT GOING TO WORK!, DEPRESSION!, SADNESS!, EVERY DAY YOU WAKE UP!, SOLDIER ON!, GRIT!, BARON CORBIN!, GETTING OLDER!, LUST FOR LIVING!, BUILT TOUGH ANYMORE!, POST VACATION BLUES!, QUIET QUITTING!, SECOND PLACE TROPHIES!, THE SOPRANOS!, CHRISTOPHER MOLTISANTI!, PAULIE!, ARC!, CHANGE!, BAD IDEAS!, DEMI LARDNER!, COMEDIAN!, ANOTHER YEAR OLDER!, MIKE!, EYES ON BECK!, RISE OF THE RESISTANCE!, R5!, DARKSABER!, PLATITUDES!, KRISTIN!, ADVICE!, CHANGES!, SMALL VICTORIES!, TIKTOK!, ALGORITHM!, ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN!, GOLDIE'S LAST DAY!, PFR!, SARGEANT PEPPER'S!, DISAPPEAR!, NEW IDENTITY!, CREDIT SCORE!, CREDIT KARMA!, BLOCKED!, PS4 MESSAGES!, HARASSING!, POLICE!, TACO BELL!, IGNORE!, OWNED!, CRUNCHWRAP!, MISCARRIAGE!, DIARRHEA!, GROSS!, HEAVING!, THROW UP!, HEARTBREAK!, LITTLE MAN!, CRUSH!, REALEST SHIT!, LITTLE MAN!, FATHER AND SON!, SNOOP!, CHIPS!, DORITOS!, SOLAR SALESMAN!, DOOR TO DOOR!, SLIP OF THE TONGUE!, N-WORD!, EMBARASSING!, HISPANIC!, LATINX!You can find the videos from this episode at our Discord RIGHT HERE!

We're still on our break (back next week!) but this week we have two episodes coming to your earholes! Today, we're releasing our crossover episode with the brilliant Melody and Erin of the Heaving Bosoms podcast to talk Burn For Me by Ilona Andrews! Burn For Me is a longtime favorite of Jen's and the first book in the Hidden Legacy series and Sarah deeply regrets taking so long to read it because WOW IT IS GREAT. Here is one for the slow burn lovers in the group! We get to the bottom of sexy times at the mall, whether or not slow burns and lawn mowing go together, and we talk a lot about waterbeds. You're going to love it. Head over and subscribe to Heaving Bosoms! Season 5 starts next week! Our first read along of the season is Lisa Kleypas's Marrying Winterborne. Get it at Amazon, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, or at your local indie.

Episode 14 has the guys behind HWF, Nate and Joey, in their feelings in unfiltered ways like never before. With all the heaviness of shootings, wars, violence, hurt, harm, suffering, pain, and loss how do we feel? How do we make space to just exist when doing so feels exhausting? What do we do with our emotions when they are unrelenting? The spectrum of empathy to apathy is real and we're all somewhere on it. What does it mean to go through instead of around our feelings? Let's work through this time together. Connect with Nate Robinson for life and relationship coaching - @the.nate.robinson or thenaterobinson.com Connect with Joey Oteng for social justice education and workshops/trainings - @drjotengii or linktr.ee/joteng --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/howwefeelpod/message

White Tail Eagles: part 2 Brian and Robyn continue North. by  WirdSmiff - listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Brian is on his way to Scotland to see White Tailed Eagles. While still not far from home he picked up Robyn, every red blooded man's best possible dream girl.“If we stop about 5:30, that be OK?”“You're driving, I'm happy to stop when you are.”“OK navigator, you've got the map and the site guides are in the glove box. Somewhere you fancy between 4:30 and 6:00. It's dual carriageway to Oxford so about a couple of hours if the traffic behaves. Somewhere an hour or so after Oxford. You're in charge Ms. Scout.”It was a delightful drive with periods of contemplative silence interspersed with navigational instructions and observations. I realised why I missed using maps for navigation as soon as she told me ‘the Ridgeway Path' runs across just here and much later on ‘that's the River Glyme'. You don't get that kind of stuff on a Sat-Nav. We pulled into the car-park of a pub on the Stour a bit after 5 and not very far off route. It was perfect, a small section at the bottom of the car-park set aside for camper vans had electric hook-ups, a fresh water supply and grey water disposal. Willows lined the river bank.“This do?”“Looks absolutely perfect,” I replied with a smile.“Mind if I have a shower?”“Not at all. I'll go and tell the Landlord we're here then I'll go after you. Is 7 too early to eat?”“Sounds good. I could wait and we can shower together,” she grinned.“Or I could rustle up some coffee and make the bed. We could try it for size for a while?” I leered dirtily.“Be as quick as I can!”We sat in the swivelled Captains chairs facing into the habitation end and supping our mugs of coffee. The silver screens were up and the blinds down. It was warm, cosy and we were both naked.“Did you mind me blowing you with that guy watching?” she asked tentatively.“Hey! I'm a porn star remember? Used to a full production crew being present,” I laughed, “quite enjoyed it actually especially after seeing his little weaner, probably wouldn't have reached the back of your mouth much less filled your throat… y'know you did take a hell of a lot for someone who'd not had a cock that size before. I'm very impressed.”“I've not had a cock that size anywhere near me until today but that hasn't stopped me practicing with suitable dildos, just in case I met you.There's two things I think you should know about me; I love sex, addicted to it, in all its forms. It's a hobby. I don't think I'm a nympho, like I don't shag just anything with a cock but, given the right persuasion, I could change my mind. I've enjoyed group sex and have no problem with having an audience as I said and have probably proved. I love the taste of spunk in my mouth and the feel of spunk on my body, as I believe I've also demonstrated. I don't think I've got any hang-ups. If I have I haven't discovered them yet. I haven't found anything I dislike. I wouldn't want to be arrested for indecent behaviour in a public place but…”By this point I was grinning like the cat that had just been dumped in a dairy and been told I had to have fresh, double cream every day for the rest of my life.“And the second thing?” I prompted.“You're not worried? It doesn't shock you?”I pointed at my rock hard cock pressed firmly up against my flat belly.“Ask him and kindly explain to him why you've been hiding from us all my life.”Without taking her eyes off me she somehow drained her mug, wiped the back of her hand across her mouth, slide out of her seat and got between my parted knees.Robyn glanced down. Her mouth split in a wide, filthy grin and her eyes sparkled with delight.“Shit! That's big.”She tried to lift it away from my belly and found it difficult.“Fuck! That's hard!”“But it's still not 10 inches,” I replied chuckling at her delight.“You sure? I've got a 10 inch dildo at home and it looks very similar to your cock in every respect except colour. Got a measuring stick handy?”“Nope! I was always told that it ain't what you've got but the way that you use it.”“Ohh yeah! But first let me put this beautiful beast,” she waggled my cock eagerly, “straight on a couple of matters.”She slid her hand under my ball sac and lifted them, seemingly assessing their weight. She rolled my testicles around in the palm of her hand and smiled sweetly at me.“Y'know, I always wondered if balls weigh a lot less after they've been emptied. Maybe I'll know for sure, one way or the other, soon.”Dipping her head she sucked one ball into her mouth and moved it around inside, with her tongue. She popped it out with a loud 'pop'.“Do you think they expand when they're full of spunk and contract when they've been emptied? I'll have to check that out as well,” she declared before sucking my second ball into her glorious mouth.After encouraging it to explore her mouth for a few moments she popped it out and ran her tongue over and all around my heavy balls. Pressing her nose hard against the root of my cock she lapped at my balls hungrily.“Don't get too comfortable spunky cum, I'm cumin to get yoooou,” she giggled.She worked her nose up the length of my cock dragging her tongue behind it. Heaving my stiffness away from my belly she continued until the tip of her nose was pressed into my eye-of-cock. Her tongue tip circled the throbbing head.“Fuck! You're a big, beautiful bastard!” she murmured adoringly, “and I need you to know that I haven't been hiding from you. I've been searching diligently for you since I first felt a cock slide into my cunt and drench the walls with its seed. I've not left one cock un-sucked. Not left one cock un-fucked. Not left one ball un-drained in my constant search to find your magnificence.#Baby, now that I've found you I won't let you go, I build my world around you I need you so…#”Robyn sang softly and beautifully.Popping my cock head into her mouth she sucked enthusiastically.“Ummm,” she sighed Popping it back out, “now I need you to do something for me you beautiful big, fat, hard cock. I need you to tell your cruel, heartless master that it is time for him to fuck me.I need you to coax him, cajole him, entreat and beseech him. Entice and inveigle him. Beg and beguile him. Anything and every thing to encourage him to take me to his bed, lay upon his back and allow me to straddle him. I need to feel your big, beautiful cock-head pushing against the portal of my love cave, stretching me, tearing me if necessary as I force myself down on your rampant hardness. I need to feel your fat, heavily veined, exciting shaft forcing its way up my love tunnel filling it to capacity. I need to feel your beautiful, purple cock-head pounding hard against my womb, pummeling and bruising me. I really need to feel your balls contracting and pumping your delicious love honey into my cunt, spraying the walls, softening the feeling of the exquisite pain and pleasure you will have given me so that I may quickly recover sufficient to take more and more and… Will you do that for me my glorious cock? Will you help me become the happiest woman on earth? If you will then I'll love you, for ever and ever.”She sucked my cock-head greedily into her mouth, ran her tongue around it and popped it out noisily. She looked at me and smiled wickedly.“That do?” she giggled delightedly, “can I now ride this beautiful cock, pretty please?”I laid on the bed as directed, she straddled my hips, towering above me. I looked up her delicious naked body from the different perspective. She was fit, extremely fit. I won't say she had a hard six pack because you might think she was a muscle bound gorilla. What she did have was a totally flat belly with strong indications that with very little effort at all she would have a 6 pack, a very impressive one. Her breasts, from beneath formed a perfect overhang and simply begged to be fondled, stroked and caressed lovingly, the nipples stood proudly to attention above the deeply puckered areola. They needed to be in my mouth, if not for her benefit then certainly mine. My eyes reached hers, she was smiling happily.“Will it do?” she asked playfully.“Do?” I chuckled, “I've seen a lot of naked women in my time but I promise you I've only ever seen one with a body like yours. It's just too perfect for words and with your happy, smiling face and sparkling eyes I'm not at all sure I haven't died and gone to… wherever dirty old men go,” I laughed. Do? Yep! You'll do for as long as you'll have me.““Flattery will get you everything,” she giggled delightedly, “I'll write a good review for Amazon then.”“Amazon? You purchased that glorious body online?”“No silly, It's a women only gym and fitness centre. I was walking down the back streets one wet afternoon and saw a bigger than life-size photo of a woman with a body to die for wearing a very tight, high cut leotard, almost obscenely brief. I decided I wanted a body like that and signed up on the spot.”“And now you are that poster girl, I'll bet!”“Well… they did ask.” she replied lowering her eyes from mine.“Tell me that you said 'YES PLEASE!', please.”“You really wouldn't mind?”“Mind? Nope, I'd be absolutely delighted. Me? Dating a fitness gym poster girl? What's to mind about that? I'd be chuffed to bits and proud of you. Don't mind me thinking of us 'dating' do you?”“Dating? That would be a new experience. Not even Christopher asked to 'date' me. Does it involve counting my annual rings or something?” she chortled delightedly, “no, wouldn't mind at all, a 92 day and night date. Sounds perfect. I'd like that. Now, if you don't mind I've important business that requires urgent attention.”She grinned, took a firm grip of my rigid cock and heaved it lovingly to the near vertical. Brushing my cock-head back and forth between the already swollen lips of her cunt she looked directly at me.“Wish me luck,” she giggled, “and don't worry if I make lots of noise, I tend to be a bit noisy when I'm having a good time.”She closed her eyes and working by touch alone found exactly the spot she needed before teasing herself and me to get our juices flowing and intermingling.“I'm going in,” she warned like every TV cop in every TV Cop show you've ever seen, “cover me… with pre-cum.”She lowered herself gingerly and let out a long, slow sheesh noise. She paused, returned to her starting position and went again without pause. She smiled happily and went again, three more times. Each time I could feel the tightness of her cunt fighting back against my attacking cock-head and each time she backed off and went again. I was in! Well my cock-head was. I could feel the entrance to her cunt firmly gripping my cock just below the glans.“Shit, Lover! You've got a big, glorious cock here. Way bigger than my dildo.”“When you use your dildo you work up to it, you've gone for my cock cold. You'll get used to it.”“Ooh I do hope not,” she chuckled.After a short rest she started to raise and lower herself in short, sharp movements getting her cunt entrance used to having my meat stretching it open while the action covered my cock with our combined juices. Little by little she took more and more of my length, always backing off before going a just a little bit deeper. I remained totally still, watching her lithe, beautiful body twist and contort, in awe. Fuck she was a beautiful creature! She was noisy, incredibly noisy and I didn't give a fig for it. If, sometime later I climbed out of the van with her on my arm and people looked at me knowingly I'd just smile sweetly and give her a big, grateful kiss.“Lover?”“Sorry I was so focussed on your delicious naked body and what it was doing to me I was in a trance…”She laughed.“As long as you weren't dead,” she giggled again, “massage my data, please.”She placed my big hands firmly on her glorious tits. I stroked obligingly.“Harder!” she instructed without missing a beat of her trotting action on my cock.I squeezed, firmly. Her head went back, she shuddered from head to cunt then trembled. I squeezed again, harder. She grunted and bounced a little higher and faster. With the next hard squeeze I felt my cock-head press against the bottom of her womb.“Fuck yes!”I started to help her rise and fall. As each downward thrust brought my cock-head hard against her womb wall she panted, urgently;“Harder, faster,” followed by an almost pleading “You anywhere near shooting your load Lover?”“No, Sweetheart. This one's for you, don't wait for me I'll fill you later, promise.”I don't know if it was the release from not having to delay herself until I was ready to cum or the promise of a cunt full of spunk later pushed her over the edge but suddenly it all started happening. She screamed her delight so wonderfully somebody must have heard. That made me very happy. She started to tremble gently then exploded into a paroxysm of joyous sobbing. I supported her with a very firm hold on her heaving data while she returned to earth.“Was I too noisy?”She wasn't even out of breath!“No, not at all. Quite restrained actually.”She grinned down at me.“Liar!” she accused, “mind if I don't climb off just yet? I just feel so wonderfully full. My cunt hole feels stretched to the limit. My tunnel walls feel as if they will burst any moment and my womb is feeling all warm and tingly. These are all new feelings to me.”“Stay as long as you wish, the view I have is the best in the world. I'd love a photo to remind me.”“You'll get used to it. Heard that recently, anywhere?” she smirked.“Ooh I do hope not,” I laughed.She wriggled her bum invitingly.“Have I got all of it?”I looked down across my belly to where her cunt was impaled on my cock.“Not quite.”Reaching down between her legs she used her fingers to estimate the gap between her cunt and the root of my cock and held them up, inspecting them closely.“That's not 'not quite' that's almost 30mm!” she exclaimed, “could you… would you…?”“If you're trying to ask me to 'shove it home' the answer is no. We've plenty of time and there's no need to take it all first or even tenth time.”“Tenth time? So later tonight then?” she giggled happily and flopped down onto my chest with her arms either side of my head. She wriggled her bum again and my cock responded instantly.“You want some more? You hard cocked sexy Porn Star, retired but don't tell anybody.”“I've never been known to turn down a needy cunt and I'm not about to start now,” I replied lewdly.“Good coz I'm not about to let you. Now get your big hands back on my data. Take a firm hold and push me up again. I'm gonna take my arms off the bed and you're doing all the work until I'm properly upright.”My kind of push ups! I was tempted to 'struggle' but instead did a 'gimme 6 buster!' and raised and lowered her comfortably.“Show off,” she chuckled, “never mind massaging my data. How about some good, old fashioned data mining? Grab a handful and let me know about it.”I didn't question it but took a good solid handful in each hand and massaged them very firmly with my fingers digging deep into her soft flesh. Her eyes closed, her head went back and she started to move up and down on my solid cock.“Lift me!”I lifted.“Drop me!”I relaxed my arms and her body dropped onto my cock. She moaned with pleasure.“Lift!”I lifted and held her there.“Drop!”I dropped. My cock-head hit her womb wall and she sighed deeply.“Again!”We went again and again and again. I lifted the beautiful woman up then dropped her back down solidly for the next five minutes. After the first couple of minutes the orgasms started and continued to roll over and through her body. She squealed, she screamed and she laughed but she didn't ask me to stop so I didn't.“You gonna cum in me big boy?”“No! Patience! Tonight. Tonight I'll fuck you and fill your sexy tight cunt with my spunk then cuddle you until we wake in the morning.”Again the tremble, the shudder then the explosion of sheer pleasure as a massive orgasm wracked her delicious, naked body. Was it the promise of a cunt full of spunk, the cuddle or the thought of sleeping cuddled up until morning? It seemed unlikely but both times the suggestion of more to come had given her a bigger pleasure than a length of man meat. I stored the thought for future use.Bending my arms I lowered her onto my chest, released her tits and wrapped my arms around her slim, perfect body. She relaxed as I pulled her tight into my arms.“You alright, Princess?” I whispered.“Absolutely, my Prince. Never ever felt alright-er,” she chuckled happily.=== === ===“Would you mind if I just wore a tracksuit, my Prince?”“Just a tracksuit, Princess?”“Only you and I shall know that I'm without undies of any kind, my Prince.”“That knowledge will keep my cock hard all evening, Princess.”“And my cunt dripping, my Prince.”Robyn hung on my arm beautifully as we strolled over to the pub. The tracksuit wasn't a tracksuit in the all encompassing style that totally hid the shape of the wearer. Robyn's tracksuit was much more fitted, it clung to her delicious bum invitingly and followed the line of her glorious legs enticingly. There was no VPL nor was there evidence of a bra strap, but crucially as she argued, there was no camel toe nor nipples on display either. Ask any of the males in the pub and they would swear otherwise but that is the art of illusion. Robyn, in a sack, could easily appear naked to any lustful male. I loved it!“A corner, somewhere quiet please,” requested Robyn of the attractive waitress.Eyes followed us as we followed the waitress to a booth tucked away in the corner. She proffered the wine list. We both ordered J2O's. The waitress started to note our order.“So, what's it like being a Porn Star?”The poor girl visibly jumped in surprise.“Oh, y'know. It was the dream job for a guy back when I started. Beautiful, naked women just forming a queue for sex. Same for the girls of course. None of those little willys they felt up against the cinema wall after a late film. They had big boys with big dicks and big appetites.”The poor girl was standing spell bound, clearly of two minds, flee or linger longer.“Sorry,” said Robyn softly, “was there something else?”“Err, no, my apologies. I'll be right back,” said the flustered young waitress as she scurried away.“You are evil! The poor thing didn't know what to do,” I remonstrated with my wonderful Princess.“Yes she did, she knew exactly what to do. Listen and enjoy and that's what she did. Here she comes, I'll prove it!”The girl approached quietly…“…is that why your cock remains so hard for so long when we fuck? You had to learn to wait around between scenes?”The poor girl nearly dropped her tray.“No, we had production assistants to do that. They had only one job, to keep the men's cocks ready for work.”“So how did they do that?”“Same way you get my cock hard of course.”“Suck it? How many?”“Only the one, how many do you think I've got? Ooh, not what you mean. Well that depends, big scene could be five or six guys needing attention… could we have the menu please?”The poor thing was crimson and breathing slightly harder.“Sorry, yes Sir coming right up.”“Now who's being evil?” chuckled my Princess.“You are leading me astray, better stop now, poor thing was all of a tiswas.”“Narr, she was loving it. Let me ask her when she comes back.”……“Sorry did I embarrass you. Quite forgot myself it's suck. Did I say suck? Such, I meant such… an interesting subject, don't you think?”“I've often wondered, to be honest.” she glanced quickly around, “are you really a Porn Star Sir?”“He really is! I enjoyed his star quality asset not more than half an hour ago and he really knows how to use it. I'm hoping he'll offer me a part in his next production.”Our waitress looked horrified and delighted at the same time.“Well he is very dishy. If you need a co-star…” she picked up her pad and licked her pencil, “what'll it be Sir, something red raw and dripping? Nice piece of steak, Sir?”I roared with laughter so loud other diners looked at me. Robyn spluttered in her drink.“Touché,” I chuckled.

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