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From labias to latex allergies. Ask us anything, We’ve got you covered. In this episode, Dr Mariam and Claire are answering all your “down there” questions. From your pelvic floor to period syncing, smelly wee to yeast infections. They also talk about tampons, herpes, clotting, excision surgery for endo, STIs and what exactly is safe to put in your vagina. Ask a question of our experts or share your story, feedback, or dilemma - you can send it anonymously here, email here or leave us a voice note here. Sign up to the Well Newsletter to receive your weekly dose of trusted health expertise without the medical jargon. THE END BITSFollow us on Instagram and Tiktok.All your health information is in the Well Hub.For more information on periods and a pain and symptom diary, Dr Mariam recommends the Jean Hailes website. For more information on endometriosis, visit Endometriosis Australia. For more information on PCOS check out the AskPCOS app. Support independent women’s media by becoming a Mamamia subscriberCREDITSHosts: Claire Murphy and Dr MariamSenior Producers: Claire Murphy and Sasha TannockAudio Producers: Scott StronachVideo Producer: Julian RosarioMamamia acknowledges the Traditional Owners of the Land we have recorded this podcast on, the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to their Elders past and present, and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander cultures. Information discussed in Well. is for education purposes only and is not intended to provide professional medical advice. Listeners should seek their own medical advice, specific to their circumstances, from their treating doctor or health care professional.Support the show: https://www.mamamia.com.au/mplus/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Survivors savor the joy of living, and their bravery turns to romantic discovery.By SilverFoxMullet - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Luckily for me, my room was on the ground floor, as my building has no elevators. I had my key on a lanyard around my neck, and I unlocked the door. I let her precede me inside, and I shut the door once I got in. She looked around the room, which I usually keep fairly neat, but lately it's been immaculate. I am not as active with crutches, so I've stayed in a fair bit the last couple of weeks. And I clean when I get bored."Your room is so neat. I expected, um, sorry, a pigsty. You know, 'guy'?""It's not usually this nice, but I've been staying in a lot recently." Tapping my cast for emphasis.She looked at my leg, then asked "Can I sign your cast?""Only if I can sign yours." I negotiated."Deal. Got a pen?" She inquired."Desk, top drawer." I responded, and suddenly thought. Oh No. "Uh, I'll get one for you."She was too quick, you know, having moveable feet and all, and she pulled the drawer open. First thing she sees is the unopened box of condoms my dorm buddies gave me for Christmas. Her eyebrows rose, and she put a finger on the still-sealed box. Then she turned bright red, and picked up a sharpie."Your cast is covered up, I can't get at it." she said in a slightly quavering voice. She looked nervous and fidgety. I knew I was nervous as all hell. That box of condoms was meant as a joke, as I was notorious for not getting anywhere with the ladies. I'd kissed a couple of girls, but that was as far as I'd ever gotten. I just wasn't able to pursue them the way other guys did. I always backed off. Just couldn't put myself forward like that.I looked down at my leg, covered by the sweatpants. It took every ounce of bravery I could muster to open my mouth and say the words. "I'll have to uncover it I guess."She knelt in front of me. I could see how nervous she was. Hell, I could feel how nervous I was. "Suzanne? I, uh, I never-""Me too." She affirmed.I looked in her eyes and asked; "Are you sure?""Yes." she said, and she reached for my waistband."Wait." I interrupted.She stopped, and had a fearful expression on her face, like I'd just said something that hurt her. Damn, that hurts me, to see her look of feeling rejected."Let me get on the bed first, this chair is so uncomfortable.""Oh, Okay. Can I help you?""Yeah, just hold the chair still?"She got behind it, and I heard her say "Hey there's brakes." Once the brakes were set, it was easy to get out of the chair and sat the bed. She unset the brakes and slipped the chair into the corner, then knelt down before me again. This time I leaned back on my elbows & she reached out to pull down my sweats with a little more confidence. She got them to my knees, and stopped to pull off the shoe on my good leg.The sweats slipped off my legs, leaving me semi-reclined in my polo shirt and briefs. The briefs were definitely bulging now. She stared at my crotch for long enough that I became self-conscious, and I blushed almost as red as she was.Grinning big, she picked up the sharpie, then wrote a note on my cast."To Robert, I saved myself for the one who saved my life, Suzanne"It was difficult to read from my angle, so she read it out loud to me. My heart started to race, and I felt a little dizzy. "Really?" I said.She blushed harder, as if that were even possible, and looked at the floor."I think I've been saving myself for someone like you, too." I said.She looked up at me, with what I thought was panic at first, but the smile that grew from that look was anything but panicked. I held out my hand for the pen. She sat to my left and held out her arm. It was covered by her blouse, so I said "Uh, It's covered"."Then you'll have to uncover it I guess," she beamed.She shifted up over me and I reached up with trembling fingers to work the front buttons on her silky long sleeved top. It felt like I had never operated a button in my life, I was so uncoordinated. But I finally got the job done, and her blouse fell open. I slid it off her far shoulder, and she pulled her left arm free. I stared in wonder at her tits. She didn't have a bra on, probably because she needed both hands to get it on and off. Oh My Fucking God.I absently drew her blouse off her right shoulder, and slid the puffy long sleeve down & off her right arm and it's cast. Only then did I take in the veritable wonder of an actual pair of real live breasts in front of my eyes. "Wow" I said with bright eyes. Her tits were a smaller B cup, with areolas a shade darker than her skin tone, and stiff little nipples poking out."They're not too small?" she timidly asked."God no, wow! You're beautiful!" I said with a giddiness I couldn't suppress.She blushed and looked away shyly for a second. I remembered the pen in my hand, so I had her lay on her back so I could write on her cast."To Suzanne, saving each other, saved for each other, Robert"As I was capping the pen her left hand pulled me down against her, and her lips rushed to meet mine. I had thought she had nice lips when I kissed her earlier, but that was mostly one-sided. This was phenomenal. I dropped the pen somewhere, and wrapped my arms around her. We kissed like this for minutes, or maybe it was days, I dunno, I didn't care. She lay half across my lap, and I bent over her, our lips and tongues entwined for such a glorious time.It was never like this. I was always so nervous trying to kiss a girl before, but this was passion and perfection. We finally had to come up for air, and she smiled sweetly at me as she lay back on my bed. I guess that's when she felt my erection pressing into her hip. Her eyes went wide, then she grinned up at me."Am I as fetching as you thought?""Yeah, fetching is not the half of it. Arousing, beautiful, and literally stunning. I have no more words.""Shall I get the, um, the box, from your desk?" she offered."Not yet." I replied, hobbling up off the bed, then guiding her to her feet. I undid the zipper on her slacks, and slipped them down to pile up around her ankles. She kicked her shoes off and stepped out of her slacks. "Damn" I said. She was so pale and delicate. Not a small girl, probably the same height as me, but she was certainly slimmer than I was, overall.Her hands seemed to want to cover her boobs, but she fought that urge, standing before me as a lover, not a recently met stranger. I was drawn to her, & I could feel the pull, like gravity between us. She tentatively reached toward me, and I realized she wanted me as naked as she was, so we peeled off my polo shirt.She gasped, looked me up and down, her gaze settling on the sharply defined summit in my underwear. She reached out again, and clumsily pulled down the front of my briefs with her left hand. I hooked my thumb into the waistband behind me and it made her mission move along quickly. But as she leaned down to complete the descent, she nearly got poked in the eye."Oh dear" she said as my stiff cock sprang free of its confinement and pointed upward toward her. "That's so... different. Bigger." Her eyes were wide now as she took in what was apparently her first sight of a full erection.I reached for her, and she started to back away, so I laid back down and waited. She fidgeted some more, some kind of internal debate, and then she knelt and leaned right up to me, nodding. "Okay" she said.I reached down again, and ever so slowly peeled her panties off. Fuck. A neat little triangle of sparse, dark hair was there, just above a puffy slit. I'd seen lots of porn, but this was not like any of that. All those porn stars shaved and trimmed and waxed away everything. This was whatever she had, all of it, come as you are.Her panties dropped to her knees, and I said "Wow. You're beautiful.""You think so?" she asked."Oh yes, I know so." I said with conviction.She smiled, then shifted nervously and flipped her panties to the floor. Then she paused again, a fleeting glance back to the desk. "Lay down here with me for a while." I said.Relaxing the tiniest bit, she laid alongside and half on me, and we embraced, as best we could with two limbs encased in plaster. We kissed again, and it was similar to before, but the extra skin contact made the sensation so much better. I put my hands to use, stroking her back, her neck, her breasts, and her thighs as she shivered from my touch. Then she shifted onto her side and her left hand was around the back of my neck, drawing our kiss closer, pressing her pert tits into my chest, crushing me to her. As before, we kissed forever, it seemed. Once she let up on her clutching me, I gently rolled her onto her back, on the bed.I wanted to see that pussy. To touch it, smell it, taste it! I'd read about eating a girl out, I'd watched innumerable videos, and now I had the opportunity to try it. Some guys said it was gross, and wouldn't do it. Some said it was the best way to get a girl worked up, so don't mind the smell and taste, just do it. Me, I just wanted to find out what it was like, I didn't care if it was good or bad, I was gonna do this.Gently, I scooted myself up, then farther down the bed. I pushed her legs apart, and she watched in wonder as I leaned down to look at her. Wow, this was amazing. "You're beautiful" I said to her pussy. I leaned right in and kissed her patch. There was a sharp sour tang to her, but it wasn't bad, just new, different. I swept my tongue along her slit, picking up even more of her strong flavour. Inside, it was different, still not good or bad, I guessed that this was just what a pussy tasted like.Again and again I lapped at her, and she got wetter and wetter. Her knees bent as she opened herself up, inviting me farther inside. This wetness might have been me drooling on her, or her arousal, I didn't know. She was making joyous little noises up there, in time to my activities with my tongue. That felt good, really good, to me! I caressed her thighs, then ran my fingers through her delicate fur, and her hips moved in a way I had never imagined I would ever see. I could FEEL her arousal in that motion, she was so happy with what I was doing, and that made me happy!I knew her clitoris was supposed to be up here somewhere, so I began licking at the apex of her slit. Her soft cries and shudders let me now when I found it. Yes, there she was, and when I used my tongue the way I saw in those videos, she reacted with an astonishing cry and multiple thrusts of her hips. She practically bounced on the bed and yelped in her efforts to seemingly avoid my tongue and ram herself onto it at one and the same time.Her hand came down to twine her fingers in my hair, not too push me away, or even to draw me in, but just to make contact, to be part of what was happening to her. I continued to lick her clit gently, and her hips began a hypnotic rolling motion, over and over, slowly cycling up and down.I put a finger down where I thought her opening was, and moved it around, between her slick labia. I found what I sought, and as my finger slipped inside of her, the tone of her soft noises changed, from one of languid pleasure to one of lust and need. I continued this double activity, which came so much easier to me than the old patting-head and rubbing-tummy trick. I always botched that, but not this!I had thought that I'd made her cum a while earlier, when she'd made that louder noise, but I was wrong, or perhaps this was a new order of magnitude for her. This time her entire body tensed up, and she shook and made small gasping sounds for a half a minute. Now her hand was pushing me away, her breath rasping in her throat, as she'd had enough of this."Oh, Robert" she whispered hoarsely.I sat up and let my casted leg hang over the side of the bed. Then I looked down upon her, spread out before me, spread eagle, gasping for air in her glory."Did I do OK?" I asked.She laughed weakly, then said; "I didn't know it could be like that.""Me neither." I admitted."Do, do we need those uh, things now?""Condoms. Yes, we'll need those, I hope?" I eager looked at her."I'd get them, but I can't seem to move right now,” she revealed. “Can I catch my breath for a bit?" She was still breathing heavily."That's Okay, we're in no hurry,” I assured her.I felt like I would never tire of watching her when she was naked and aroused. Beautiful, amazing. After a while she struggled to sit up, difficult with one arm and tangled up with another person in bed. She stepped over to the desk and got out that box, then brought it to me. She sat down on the side of the bed and watched closely as I opened it and pulled out a strip of condoms. A folded instruction sheet fell out in my lap, and she picked it up. I tore one of the condom packages off the strip as she unfolded the paper & flipped it over to read the English side. I peered over her shoulder at the little diagram, and tore open the packet. Suzanne dropped the paper and looked closely at what I was doing as I squeezed the tip and rolled it on."That's it?" she asked."Yup, I think so,” I surmised.She lifted her cast-encased arm and said "How do we do this?""You on top, I think.""On top?" she asked, "I don't understand.""Can I show you a video?" I offered."Oh, Okay. You mean like, a porn video?""Uh huh, so you can see what position might work.""O, kay?"She got up, unplugged my laptop, and brought it over, placing it on our laps. I surfed to a site I knew had good videos. I typed ‘cowgirl' in the search box and scrolled through the resulting thumbnails. I soon found a promising one, and clicked on it. I had to fast forward through a lot of it, and she said "Go back to that last part."I backed up a bit and she watched in rapt fascination as a girl on the screen took a guy's cock deep into her mouth. "Can I try that?" she asked."Sure! if you want."The girl on the screen pulled away and continued to stroke the guy, his cum splattering her face, then she took him back in to finish."Ewww. Maybe not.""Like I said, only if you want.""Well, you did that for me, so maybe I should do that for you, too.""Let's find the bit we're looking for first."I skipped forward a bit more, then found the cowgirl segment. "See, she's on top, our casts won't be in the way too much like that. Plus, it gives you the ability to take things along as you're comfortable.”We watched for a minute. "Okay, I can do that." she said.Closing the laptop, she put it on the floor and slid it under the bed. She got off the bed, and let me shift around, and clambered back on. Straddling my thighs, she bit her lip and said, "It's supposed to hurt the first time, isn't it?""I think so. You'll have to be gentle." That's why I wanted us to try it this way.She nodded, then reached down and grasped my cock. She took a few minutes to fondle and stroke my cock, with a look of curiosity, desire, and giddiness. She knelt straight up, and shifted her body forward to align her new play tool with her cunt, moving her hips and my cock, to find the right spot. Once engaged, she withdrew her hand and sank halfway down onto me.She froze, with a curious look on her face."Huh" she groaned."Oh god, Suzanne" I said, basking in the hot wet tightness of her pussy. It was incredible. I was gonna cum, and soon, this was so astonishingly good!She was descended in front of me, pert breasts caped with tight hard nipples, hair hanging in disarray about her face, and her pussy - holy fuck - I could see my cock impaling her. Labia distended and wrapped around my shaft, and the sensations from inside her were amazing! As she raised back up, my cock looked like it had a pussy doughnut encircling it.It was like some weird sheathed hand, wrapped around my cock, with rippling touches here and there. Her thousand-yard stare suddenly focused back on me, and she said "Wow" and slid down my shaft until she bottomed out. "That didn't hurt at all" she whispered in awe. "That feels so good! You feel so big inside me."Recalling the video we'd previewed, she started humping and grinding and bouncing on my shaft. I was trying not to cum yet, I wanted to please her first, and luckily, what she was doing wasn't over stimulating me. Except visually, I was getting so turned on by the sight of a naked girl getting turned on by my own cock! And guys are visual creatures, so it was difficult to hold back.But she did cum again, and hard, and I could feel it from the inside. Her orgasm was a rippling and clenching of muscles, both inside her pussy, and over her whole body. Her arms, her legs, her abs, everything tensed and shook. Maybe there's nothing so visually erotic as watching a sexy woman having a massive trance orgasm.And that was all I could stand before I exploded.I thought the condom was gonna explode, I pumped so much cum into it. The sight of her there, on me, cumming, fuck that was intense.When it had passed, she opened her eyes in wonder and looked down at me. "Oh god Robert, this is amazing! You're amazing." All I could do was smile up at her. Then she said "Did you finish yet?""Oh Yeah."  I assured her.She smiled with a deep sense of accomplishment, then asked me; "Can I try that mouth thing?" Her innocence is so sexy."A blowjob?" I asked."That's a blowjob?” she seemed inquisitive. “I heard other people talk about it, but was always afraid to ask what it was. I really want to try that."She rose up off of me and tried to get the condom off. Left handed wasn't working well, so I removed it, and asked her to reach over to the desk for some tissues to clean up. "Thanks" she said, then she went around to the foot of the bed and crawled up to get at my cock.She sat cross-legged and leaned down to get closer to her new favorite sex toy.She held my semi-flaccid cock and gave the tip a tentative lick first, then smiled at me and licked harder. She spent a minute or so licking me like a popsicle. “Wow, you taste sorta salty and manly” she observed. Then she took my head into her mouth and I gasped and whimpered "Please, No teeth"."Sorry." she said. Then I was engulfed again, and she hummed on me, which was so very stimulating. Pulling off she commented "You taste good! Probably better than me." Then she was back at it, and now her tongue swirled around the head of my cock. This was too much, too stimulating. The view I had, plus the feel of her tongue on me, was enough to set me right off. My first blowjob lasted 30 seconds before I blew.I groaned, and said "Now", and she sealed her lips around me, lapping her tongue repeatedly over the sensitive underside of my head. I think I whimpered, and I may have said something, I have no idea. My orgasm was a completely different thing from what I got from masturbating. This was so powerful it was excruciating. I could feel her tongue lapping at me as I shot load after load into her mouth. I don't think I ever came so much before in my life. Her eyes were wide in surprise as she kept working on me, swallowing what I gave, and teasing out more.I finally ran dry and started to wilt, and she pulled away. "Wow" she said, "that was cool. You taste good, too. I like blowjobs, they're fun!"I laid back, floating in post orgasmic bliss.She crawled up alongside & cuddled with me. It took a few tries to get comfortable with our casts in the way. There we were, to newly deflowered teens, both buck-nekked except for the white casts covering two limbs. We were in sweaty bliss from some great first-time, multiple-orgasm sex. The afterglow was heavenly.Then we got chilled and we had to untangle ourselves to get under the blankets. The adrenaline was gone, our lust was sated, and sleep took us both.That was one April Fools joke that both failed and succeeded in a most spectacular manner. Tomorrow will reveal what troubles await those who endangered two virgins' lives, but It couldn't have turned out any better for Suzanne & Robert.By SilverFoxMullet for Literotica

Survivors savor the joy of living, and their bravery turns to romantic discovery.By SilverFoxMullet - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Luckily for me, my room was on the ground floor, as my building has no elevators. I had my key on a lanyard around my neck, and I unlocked the door. I let her precede me inside, and I shut the door once I got in. She looked around the room, which I usually keep fairly neat, but lately it's been immaculate. I am not as active with crutches, so I've stayed in a fair bit the last couple of weeks. And I clean when I get bored."Your room is so neat. I expected, um, sorry, a pigsty. You know, 'guy'?""It's not usually this nice, but I've been staying in a lot recently." Tapping my cast for emphasis.She looked at my leg, then asked "Can I sign your cast?""Only if I can sign yours." I negotiated."Deal. Got a pen?" She inquired."Desk, top drawer." I responded, and suddenly thought. Oh No. "Uh, I'll get one for you."She was too quick, you know, having moveable feet and all, and she pulled the drawer open. First thing she sees is the unopened box of condoms my dorm buddies gave me for Christmas. Her eyebrows rose, and she put a finger on the still-sealed box. Then she turned bright red, and picked up a sharpie."Your cast is covered up, I can't get at it." she said in a slightly quavering voice. She looked nervous and fidgety. I knew I was nervous as all hell. That box of condoms was meant as a joke, as I was notorious for not getting anywhere with the ladies. I'd kissed a couple of girls, but that was as far as I'd ever gotten. I just wasn't able to pursue them the way other guys did. I always backed off. Just couldn't put myself forward like that.I looked down at my leg, covered by the sweatpants. It took every ounce of bravery I could muster to open my mouth and say the words. "I'll have to uncover it I guess."She knelt in front of me. I could see how nervous she was. Hell, I could feel how nervous I was. "Suzanne? I, uh, I never-""Me too." She affirmed.I looked in her eyes and asked; "Are you sure?""Yes." she said, and she reached for my waistband."Wait." I interrupted.She stopped, and had a fearful expression on her face, like I'd just said something that hurt her. Damn, that hurts me, to see her look of feeling rejected."Let me get on the bed first, this chair is so uncomfortable.""Oh, Okay. Can I help you?""Yeah, just hold the chair still?"She got behind it, and I heard her say "Hey there's brakes." Once the brakes were set, it was easy to get out of the chair and sat the bed. She unset the brakes and slipped the chair into the corner, then knelt down before me again. This time I leaned back on my elbows & she reached out to pull down my sweats with a little more confidence. She got them to my knees, and stopped to pull off the shoe on my good leg.The sweats slipped off my legs, leaving me semi-reclined in my polo shirt and briefs. The briefs were definitely bulging now. She stared at my crotch for long enough that I became self-conscious, and I blushed almost as red as she was.Grinning big, she picked up the sharpie, then wrote a note on my cast."To Robert, I saved myself for the one who saved my life, Suzanne"It was difficult to read from my angle, so she read it out loud to me. My heart started to race, and I felt a little dizzy. "Really?" I said.She blushed harder, as if that were even possible, and looked at the floor."I think I've been saving myself for someone like you, too." I said.She looked up at me, with what I thought was panic at first, but the smile that grew from that look was anything but panicked. I held out my hand for the pen. She sat to my left and held out her arm. It was covered by her blouse, so I said "Uh, It's covered"."Then you'll have to uncover it I guess," she beamed.She shifted up over me and I reached up with trembling fingers to work the front buttons on her silky long sleeved top. It felt like I had never operated a button in my life, I was so uncoordinated. But I finally got the job done, and her blouse fell open. I slid it off her far shoulder, and she pulled her left arm free. I stared in wonder at her tits. She didn't have a bra on, probably because she needed both hands to get it on and off. Oh My Fucking God.I absently drew her blouse off her right shoulder, and slid the puffy long sleeve down & off her right arm and it's cast. Only then did I take in the veritable wonder of an actual pair of real live breasts in front of my eyes. "Wow" I said with bright eyes. Her tits were a smaller B cup, with areolas a shade darker than her skin tone, and stiff little nipples poking out."They're not too small?" she timidly asked."God no, wow! You're beautiful!" I said with a giddiness I couldn't suppress.She blushed and looked away shyly for a second. I remembered the pen in my hand, so I had her lay on her back so I could write on her cast."To Suzanne, saving each other, saved for each other, Robert"As I was capping the pen her left hand pulled me down against her, and her lips rushed to meet mine. I had thought she had nice lips when I kissed her earlier, but that was mostly one-sided. This was phenomenal. I dropped the pen somewhere, and wrapped my arms around her. We kissed like this for minutes, or maybe it was days, I dunno, I didn't care. She lay half across my lap, and I bent over her, our lips and tongues entwined for such a glorious time.It was never like this. I was always so nervous trying to kiss a girl before, but this was passion and perfection. We finally had to come up for air, and she smiled sweetly at me as she lay back on my bed. I guess that's when she felt my erection pressing into her hip. Her eyes went wide, then she grinned up at me."Am I as fetching as you thought?""Yeah, fetching is not the half of it. Arousing, beautiful, and literally stunning. I have no more words.""Shall I get the, um, the box, from your desk?" she offered."Not yet." I replied, hobbling up off the bed, then guiding her to her feet. I undid the zipper on her slacks, and slipped them down to pile up around her ankles. She kicked her shoes off and stepped out of her slacks. "Damn" I said. She was so pale and delicate. Not a small girl, probably the same height as me, but she was certainly slimmer than I was, overall.Her hands seemed to want to cover her boobs, but she fought that urge, standing before me as a lover, not a recently met stranger. I was drawn to her, & I could feel the pull, like gravity between us. She tentatively reached toward me, and I realized she wanted me as naked as she was, so we peeled off my polo shirt.She gasped, looked me up and down, her gaze settling on the sharply defined summit in my underwear. She reached out again, and clumsily pulled down the front of my briefs with her left hand. I hooked my thumb into the waistband behind me and it made her mission move along quickly. But as she leaned down to complete the descent, she nearly got poked in the eye."Oh dear" she said as my stiff cock sprang free of its confinement and pointed upward toward her. "That's so... different. Bigger." Her eyes were wide now as she took in what was apparently her first sight of a full erection.I reached for her, and she started to back away, so I laid back down and waited. She fidgeted some more, some kind of internal debate, and then she knelt and leaned right up to me, nodding. "Okay" she said.I reached down again, and ever so slowly peeled her panties off. Fuck. A neat little triangle of sparse, dark hair was there, just above a puffy slit. I'd seen lots of porn, but this was not like any of that. All those porn stars shaved and trimmed and waxed away everything. This was whatever she had, all of it, come as you are.Her panties dropped to her knees, and I said "Wow. You're beautiful.""You think so?" she asked."Oh yes, I know so." I said with conviction.She smiled, then shifted nervously and flipped her panties to the floor. Then she paused again, a fleeting glance back to the desk. "Lay down here with me for a while." I said.Relaxing the tiniest bit, she laid alongside and half on me, and we embraced, as best we could with two limbs encased in plaster. We kissed again, and it was similar to before, but the extra skin contact made the sensation so much better. I put my hands to use, stroking her back, her neck, her breasts, and her thighs as she shivered from my touch. Then she shifted onto her side and her left hand was around the back of my neck, drawing our kiss closer, pressing her pert tits into my chest, crushing me to her. As before, we kissed forever, it seemed. Once she let up on her clutching me, I gently rolled her onto her back, on the bed.I wanted to see that pussy. To touch it, smell it, taste it! I'd read about eating a girl out, I'd watched innumerable videos, and now I had the opportunity to try it. Some guys said it was gross, and wouldn't do it. Some said it was the best way to get a girl worked up, so don't mind the smell and taste, just do it. Me, I just wanted to find out what it was like, I didn't care if it was good or bad, I was gonna do this.Gently, I scooted myself up, then farther down the bed. I pushed her legs apart, and she watched in wonder as I leaned down to look at her. Wow, this was amazing. "You're beautiful" I said to her pussy. I leaned right in and kissed her patch. There was a sharp sour tang to her, but it wasn't bad, just new, different. I swept my tongue along her slit, picking up even more of her strong flavour. Inside, it was different, still not good or bad, I guessed that this was just what a pussy tasted like.Again and again I lapped at her, and she got wetter and wetter. Her knees bent as she opened herself up, inviting me farther inside. This wetness might have been me drooling on her, or her arousal, I didn't know. She was making joyous little noises up there, in time to my activities with my tongue. That felt good, really good, to me! I caressed her thighs, then ran my fingers through her delicate fur, and her hips moved in a way I had never imagined I would ever see. I could FEEL her arousal in that motion, she was so happy with what I was doing, and that made me happy!I knew her clitoris was supposed to be up here somewhere, so I began licking at the apex of her slit. Her soft cries and shudders let me now when I found it. Yes, there she was, and when I used my tongue the way I saw in those videos, she reacted with an astonishing cry and multiple thrusts of her hips. She practically bounced on the bed and yelped in her efforts to seemingly avoid my tongue and ram herself onto it at one and the same time.Her hand came down to twine her fingers in my hair, not too push me away, or even to draw me in, but just to make contact, to be part of what was happening to her. I continued to lick her clit gently, and her hips began a hypnotic rolling motion, over and over, slowly cycling up and down.I put a finger down where I thought her opening was, and moved it around, between her slick labia. I found what I sought, and as my finger slipped inside of her, the tone of her soft noises changed, from one of languid pleasure to one of lust and need. I continued this double activity, which came so much easier to me than the old patting-head and rubbing-tummy trick. I always botched that, but not this!I had thought that I'd made her cum a while earlier, when she'd made that louder noise, but I was wrong, or perhaps this was a new order of magnitude for her. This time her entire body tensed up, and she shook and made small gasping sounds for a half a minute. Now her hand was pushing me away, her breath rasping in her throat, as she'd had enough of this."Oh, Robert" she whispered hoarsely.I sat up and let my casted leg hang over the side of the bed. Then I looked down upon her, spread out before me, spread eagle, gasping for air in her glory."Did I do OK?" I asked.She laughed weakly, then said; "I didn't know it could be like that.""Me neither." I admitted."Do, do we need those uh, things now?""Condoms. Yes, we'll need those, I hope?" I eager looked at her."I'd get them, but I can't seem to move right now,” she revealed. “Can I catch my breath for a bit?" She was still breathing heavily."That's Okay, we're in no hurry,” I assured her.I felt like I would never tire of watching her when she was naked and aroused. Beautiful, amazing. After a while she struggled to sit up, difficult with one arm and tangled up with another person in bed. She stepped over to the desk and got out that box, then brought it to me. She sat down on the side of the bed and watched closely as I opened it and pulled out a strip of condoms. A folded instruction sheet fell out in my lap, and she picked it up. I tore one of the condom packages off the strip as she unfolded the paper & flipped it over to read the English side. I peered over her shoulder at the little diagram, and tore open the packet. Suzanne dropped the paper and looked closely at what I was doing as I squeezed the tip and rolled it on."That's it?" she asked."Yup, I think so,” I surmised.She lifted her cast-encased arm and said "How do we do this?""You on top, I think.""On top?" she asked, "I don't understand.""Can I show you a video?" I offered."Oh, Okay. You mean like, a porn video?""Uh huh, so you can see what position might work.""O, kay?"She got up, unplugged my laptop, and brought it over, placing it on our laps. I surfed to a site I knew had good videos. I typed ‘cowgirl' in the search box and scrolled through the resulting thumbnails. I soon found a promising one, and clicked on it. I had to fast forward through a lot of it, and she said "Go back to that last part."I backed up a bit and she watched in rapt fascination as a girl on the screen took a guy's cock deep into her mouth. "Can I try that?" she asked."Sure! if you want."The girl on the screen pulled away and continued to stroke the guy, his cum splattering her face, then she took him back in to finish."Ewww. Maybe not.""Like I said, only if you want.""Well, you did that for me, so maybe I should do that for you, too.""Let's find the bit we're looking for first."I skipped forward a bit more, then found the cowgirl segment. "See, she's on top, our casts won't be in the way too much like that. Plus, it gives you the ability to take things along as you're comfortable.”We watched for a minute. "Okay, I can do that." she said.Closing the laptop, she put it on the floor and slid it under the bed. She got off the bed, and let me shift around, and clambered back on. Straddling my thighs, she bit her lip and said, "It's supposed to hurt the first time, isn't it?""I think so. You'll have to be gentle." That's why I wanted us to try it this way.She nodded, then reached down and grasped my cock. She took a few minutes to fondle and stroke my cock, with a look of curiosity, desire, and giddiness. She knelt straight up, and shifted her body forward to align her new play tool with her cunt, moving her hips and my cock, to find the right spot. Once engaged, she withdrew her hand and sank halfway down onto me.She froze, with a curious look on her face."Huh" she groaned."Oh god, Suzanne" I said, basking in the hot wet tightness of her pussy. It was incredible. I was gonna cum, and soon, this was so astonishingly good!She was descended in front of me, pert breasts caped with tight hard nipples, hair hanging in disarray about her face, and her pussy - holy fuck - I could see my cock impaling her. Labia distended and wrapped around my shaft, and the sensations from inside her were amazing! As she raised back up, my cock looked like it had a pussy doughnut encircling it.It was like some weird sheathed hand, wrapped around my cock, with rippling touches here and there. Her thousand-yard stare suddenly focused back on me, and she said "Wow" and slid down my shaft until she bottomed out. "That didn't hurt at all" she whispered in awe. "That feels so good! You feel so big inside me."Recalling the video we'd previewed, she started humping and grinding and bouncing on my shaft. I was trying not to cum yet, I wanted to please her first, and luckily, what she was doing wasn't over stimulating me. Except visually, I was getting so turned on by the sight of a naked girl getting turned on by my own cock! And guys are visual creatures, so it was difficult to hold back.But she did cum again, and hard, and I could feel it from the inside. Her orgasm was a rippling and clenching of muscles, both inside her pussy, and over her whole body. Her arms, her legs, her abs, everything tensed and shook. Maybe there's nothing so visually erotic as watching a sexy woman having a massive trance orgasm.And that was all I could stand before I exploded.I thought the condom was gonna explode, I pumped so much cum into it. The sight of her there, on me, cumming, fuck that was intense.When it had passed, she opened her eyes in wonder and looked down at me. "Oh god Robert, this is amazing! You're amazing." All I could do was smile up at her. Then she said "Did you finish yet?""Oh Yeah."  I assured her.She smiled with a deep sense of accomplishment, then asked me; "Can I try that mouth thing?" Her innocence is so sexy."A blowjob?" I asked."That's a blowjob?” she seemed inquisitive. “I heard other people talk about it, but was always afraid to ask what it was. I really want to try that."She rose up off of me and tried to get the condom off. Left handed wasn't working well, so I removed it, and asked her to reach over to the desk for some tissues to clean up. "Thanks" she said, then she went around to the foot of the bed and crawled up to get at my cock.She sat cross-legged and leaned down to get closer to her new favorite sex toy.She held my semi-flaccid cock and gave the tip a tentative lick first, then smiled at me and licked harder. She spent a minute or so licking me like a popsicle. “Wow, you taste sorta salty and manly” she observed. Then she took my head into her mouth and I gasped and whimpered "Please, No teeth"."Sorry." she said. Then I was engulfed again, and she hummed on me, which was so very stimulating. Pulling off she commented "You taste good! Probably better than me." Then she was back at it, and now her tongue swirled around the head of my cock. This was too much, too stimulating. The view I had, plus the feel of her tongue on me, was enough to set me right off. My first blowjob lasted 30 seconds before I blew.I groaned, and said "Now", and she sealed her lips around me, lapping her tongue repeatedly over the sensitive underside of my head. I think I whimpered, and I may have said something, I have no idea. My orgasm was a completely different thing from what I got from masturbating. This was so powerful it was excruciating. I could feel her tongue lapping at me as I shot load after load into her mouth. I don't think I ever came so much before in my life. Her eyes were wide in surprise as she kept working on me, swallowing what I gave, and teasing out more.I finally ran dry and started to wilt, and she pulled away. "Wow" she said, "that was cool. You taste good, too. I like blowjobs, they're fun!"I laid back, floating in post orgasmic bliss.She crawled up alongside & cuddled with me. It took a few tries to get comfortable with our casts in the way. There we were, to newly deflowered teens, both buck-nekked except for the white casts covering two limbs. We were in sweaty bliss from some great first-time, multiple-orgasm sex. The afterglow was heavenly.Then we got chilled and we had to untangle ourselves to get under the blankets. The adrenaline was gone, our lust was sated, and sleep took us both.That was one April Fools joke that both failed and succeeded in a most spectacular manner. Tomorrow will reveal what troubles await those who endangered two virgins' lives, but It couldn't have turned out any better for Suzanne & Robert.By SilverFoxMullet for Literotica

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Marifer Castro es una artista visual cuya práctica se desarrolla principalmente en la pintura, explorando el paisaje y la figuración desde una mirada íntima y sensible. Conversamos con sobre su trayectoria, sus decisiones personales y el modo en que ha construido su espacio artístico fuera del circuito institucional. Desde sus inicios en la infancia, la pintura ha sido para ella una forma de conexión con el mundo y con sus emociones. Hablamos sobre el proceso de dejar la universidad para dedicarse por completo al arte, la creación de su estudio en Metepec, y su trabajo como docente con niños y adultos. Su obra refleja una observación constante del entorno y de si misma. Un episodio que invita a reflexionar sobre la práctica artística como una forma de vida, de autonomía y de sensibilidad.Support the show

Wilkellys Pirela es una artista venezolana radicada en Chile, con una trayectoria que ha seguido creciendo y expandiéndose por Latinoamérica. En 2021, en nuestro episodio número 8, la conocimos en profundidad y en 2023, volvimos a conversar con ella tras su muestra en el Museo de Arte Contemporáneo de Buenos Aires. En esta entrevista, nos contó sobre el momento en el que se encontraba entonces, su evolución artística y los caminos que iba explorando en su obra. Ahora, en 2025, mientras inaugura su exposición en el Museo de Bellas Artes de Chile y su trabajo es reconocido en México, Brasil y otros países, rescatamos esta conversación como un registro de su proceso y su visión en aquel momento.Support the show

Leonora Vicuña es más que fotógrafa, es cineasta, escritora, poeta, una artista en toda su expresión. Nos contó sobre su vida en el campo, su día a día, su tranquilidad y momentos de reflexion. Conversamos cómo el paso del tiempo transforma su mirada y su proceso creativo. Se abrió con nosotras y compartió su historia desde un lugar más íntimo. Hablamos de su infancia, de su espíritu aventurero y de cómo dejó Chile siendo muy joven, no en busca de un camino artístico, sino con la necesidad de vivir experiencias y conocer el mundo. También hablamos de los momentos que han marcado su historia personal atravesada por la dictadura. De su inconsciente registro del Chile de antes, que hoy nos trasladan a esos tiempos. En este episodio descubrimos a la persona detrás de la obra y la sensibilidad que guía su mirada.Support the show

From plumping lips to puffing labia- cosmetic trends are going deeper than ever!We're diving into one of the most buzzed-about intimate aesthetic procedures: the Labia Puff. What is it? Why are more women opting to plump their privates? And what does this trend say about beauty standards and body confidence? Join me as I unpack the who, what, why-and yes, the how- behind this controversial treatment. No shame. No judgment. Just the naked truth.Are You Ready?***************Sources:https://www.allure.com/story/labia-puff-what-to-knowAdditional Reading:https://nypost.com/2025/03/03/health/labia-puff-surgery-makes-vaginas-look-more-youthful-say-plastic-surgeons/***************Leave Us a 5* Rating, it helps the show!Apple Podcast:https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/beauty-unlocked-the-podcast/id1522636282Spotify Podcast:https://open.spotify.com/show/37MLxC8eRob1D0ZcgcCorA****************Follow Us on Social Media & Subscribe to our YouTube Channel!TikTok:tiktok.com/@beautyunlockedthepodYouTube:@beautyunlockedspodcasthour****************Intro/Outro Music:Music by Savvier from Fugue FAME INC

Zareen Fava es una artista con un recorrido tan diverso como su obra. Nacida en Estados Unidos, vivió en Italia y ahora reside en las Islas Canarias, donde su entorno se ha convertido en una fuente de inspiración constante. Como ilustradora, ceramista y creadora de libros infantiles y stop motion, su trabajo está impregnado de una sensibilidad única, en la que la naturaleza, la magia y lo ancestral se entrelazan. Hablamos sobre su jardín y las abejas que lo habitan, la espiritualidad del pueblo donde vive y cómo estos elementos influyen en su proceso creativo. También exploramos la conexión con su herencia de Cachemira, que se manifiesta en su arte como una fuerza sutil y mística, un lazo con sus raíces que se refleja en cada imagen y cada objeto que crea.Support the show

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Happy Monday!  We start off today talking about the newest trend in cosmetic procedures, making your labia puffy.  Then, we talk about the discovery of The Fat Con, a convention of fat people.  Then we discuss egg wars between Waffle House and Cracker Barrel and how Dan likes his, and finally we play of Jeopardy in honor of Dank Demoss, the morbidly obese rapper suing Lyft.  But first, Birthdays!LINKS:What is 'labia puffing'? The latest NSFW cosmetic filler trendFat ConCracker Barrel Just Took a Strong Stance on Egg SurchargesDetroit rapper Dank DeMoss sues Lyft, alleges driver refused ride due to her weight - CBS DetroitThe Treehouse is a daily DFW based comedy podcast and radio show. Leave your worries outside and join Dan O'Malley, Trey Trenholm, Raj Sharma, and their guests for laughs about current events, stupid news, and the comedy that is their lives. If it's stupid, it's in here.The Treehouse WebsiteCook DFW Roofing & Restoration | Dallas, Fort Worth TX | Roofing Company CLICK HERE TO DONATE:The RMS Treehouse Listeners FoundationFIND PAWS IN THE CITY HERE:Paws in the City

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Melina Rapimán es historiadora del arte e investigadora. Su trabajo se enfoca en el estudio de las obras gráficas y su impacto en el registro visual contemporáneo. Uno de sus tantos intereses radica en el archivo de la ilustración de moda en Chile del siglo XX.Siempre en búsqueda de nuevas referencias y conexiones, Melina explora la ilustración y el cómic como documentos visuales que construyen narrativas culturales e históricas.Support the show

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In this jam-packed episode, hosts Jesus and Mel dive into the ultimate trifecta of chaos: music, medical procedures, and merry festivities. First, they recount their night at The Drums concert, where the vibes were immaculate, the crowd was questionable, and Jesus maybe cried (but it was dark, so no one saw). Next, things get uncomfortably personal as Jesus gives a play-by-play of his colonoscopy experience—spoiler alert: it wasn't as glamorous as he thought it would be, but Mel has all the jokes to make up for it. Then, Mel spills the tea on organizing a wildly successful Friendsmas pajama party, complete with questionable dance performances and one rogue onesie that will haunt them forever. Finally, they tackle the hard-hitting questions from their Facebook friends, ranging from the absurd to the strangely insightful. Tune in for laughs, oversharing, and a reminder that life is best lived with good music, great friends, and slightly awkward holiday traditions.

As we close out 2024, we're bringing you a heartfelt, slightly chaotic, and unmistakably queer sendoff to the year. Alove shares his experience navigating post-hernia surgery recovery, reflecting on the challenges that come with being a queer person in a healthcare system that doesn't always know how to handle us with care. Meanwhile, Felicia's “boo-boo on her ho-ho” brings some unintentional holiday hilarity to the mix—because what's a Screw episode without a little humor?We also dive into the topic of New Year's resolutions, questioning the tradition and exploring what fresh starts and intentions mean in a queer, sex-positive context. Are resolutions worth it? Maybe. Maybe not. But we're here to find our own way forward.To all our listeners, thank you for sticking with us through another year of messy, magical, and unapologetically Screw vibes. Happy New Year! We'll see you in 2025, ready to bring the heat.Follow, subscribe and download! @thescrewnycWarning- This episode may be haunted with internet demons that disrupted our queer agenda.

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Almost one quarter of people aged 18 to 24 feel anxious or embarrassed about the way their vulva looks. But Ellie Sedgwick is on a mission to change that. She's spent the past seven years photographing over 500 different vulvas - celebrating vulva diversity, challenging unrealistic beauty standards and encouraging people to feel more comfortable in their skin. SHOW NOTES:Comfortable In My SkinLabiaplasty research DM us your thoughts, questions, topics, or to just vent at @triplejthehookup on IG or email us: thehookup@abc.net.auThe Hook Up is an ABC podcast, produced by triple j. It is recorded on the lands of the Wurundjeri people of the Kulin nation. We pay our respects to elders past and present. We acknowledge Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples as the First Australians and Traditional Custodians of the land where we live, work, and learn.

Based on the legend of Pope Joan.By professor98. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. The following account is fiction, which is based on the well-documented Legend of Pope Joan, the first, and last female Pope of the Catholic Church.As this story took place in the ninth century of the Christian era, or Year of our Lord; many of the terms are from ancient languages. Words such as slitten, which is Old English for slit, and sheath, later referred to as ‘cunny' or cunt. Although the specific accounts were not taken down on paper, the story refers to certain facts in which the legend was based.In the year of our lord, 823 A D, a girl, Joanna Wellen was born in a small village not far from Salisbury Plain in southern England. He mother died due to complications of the birth. As she grew, she would often visit Stonehenge, with her father who treated her with great love and affection. Stonehenge was a religious center, and an astronomical observatory; which lay not far from their village. It was used as a place of worship, especially by the surfs and peasants who were not allowed to attend Church.In those days in England and Europe for that matter, females were considered worthless and only good for birthing babies, cooking, scrubbing and cleaning for a man. They were not allowed to go to school, as society thought them incapable of learning.Joanna grew up as a scullery maid and worked on her Father's farm for years. From the time she learned to speak, Joan always wanted to learn about everything, so when she was fifteen and began to clean house for the village schoolteacher, they became friends and when she was not working, she begged him to teach her to read.As her father loved her very much, he had no complaints regarding her studies, and invited the schoolteacher for supper, four evenings a week in payment for teaching her.After several years, the schoolteacher, one Edmund Beddus was married to a fairly well to do somewhat older widow, Gwendolyn Vaughan, who's late husband was killed in a horseback ridding accident. It was not well known at the time; however he was drunk. As Edmund didn't earn much money, he jumped at the chance to marry Gwendolyn, mostly for her stature and wealth.After a while, Gwendolyn became angry due to the attention Edmund paid to Joan and threatened him with a divorce. Edmond ended his three-year relationship with the girl, and she had to return all of the books she had borrowed.The young village priest Father Paul had always seen Joan walking with a book in her hands and was taken with her beauty. One day he saw her passing the church, however she had no book. He called to her and said,"Are you no longer reading Joan?""I no longer have books available to me, Father." She said."Well Joan, if ever you wish books to read again, feel free to come by the rectory after supper and I will let you read some that belong to the church."This was a very special offer as there were no libraries and all books were written by hand. It would be six hundred years before; Johannes Gutenberg would invent moveable type and print his first bible.The following evening, after making supper for her Father, Joan walked to the church and knocked on the rectory door. Father Paul answered and invited her in. As the parish was pour, they only had four books. One was a bible, the second was a book called, "Entrance to Heaven", which was a guide for priests.The third and fourth were written in Latin, a language in which Joan had no knowledge. Father Paul told her to be seated by the fire, picked up the book in Latin and began to read."When a priest has a craving for a physical union, it is the duty of all females to give themselves to him willingly. This is the law of God. Sexual union is God's reward to everyone who follows his decrees. The female shall spread her legs wide and allow the priest to enter her with his phallic member."Father what is a phallic member?""All males have a phallic member Joan. It is the essence of a man.""I have no knowledge of such essence. What will it do?""It is the instrument that will allow a female to see God.""Do you have your phallic member with you Father Paul?""Yes, I do.""May I see it Father?""Of course my child."Father Paul lifted his short tunic and revealed his penis and testicles. Joan was very interested and asked how she would be able to see God, with his instrument. The Father invited her to repose on his bed of straw, and he would display the power of his essence.When she complied, Father Paul knelt down and lifted her tattered dress, revealing her slitten, the entrance to her passageway. As he spread her legs, Joan wondered what he was doing and why. In her eighteen years she had never heard of this type of ritual, and wondered who had written the book.Kneeling between Joan's legs, Paul stripped off his tunic and was naked before her; his member became erect and was pointing toward the ceiling. As he bent forward, and guided his penis toward the opening to her vagina, she wondered if she would really see God. A priest would never lie to her, she thought.As Father Paul rubbed the large head of his phallus up and down her damp slitten, she became more interested in his movements. They felt strangely pleasing, and her slitten began to tickle and was becoming very warm, and wet. She had felt nothing like this in her short life.It was wonderful and caused her to breath harder. Slowly Paul began to move his penis into her vagina and she screamed in pain. It felt as though he was entering her with a double-egged sword. She knew right then, she was about to see God, as his phallus would surly end her life. She had never experienced a pain such as this. Father Paul was deep into her vagina, and moving fast as she lay under him, her tears flowed down her cheeks as she waited for impending death.However as he continued to move, her pain was subsiding and pleasure was replacing it. She believed that Father moving his phallus in and out of her; was devoid of wisdom and good sense.Other than a nice feeling from between her legs, the whole process seemed fruitless, and a bit pointless. He continued for some time and pointless as the process appeared to be, she was developing a wonderful feeling in her belly. Father Paul was creating a desire, which previously Joan had no knowledge of. Her belly was tingling as the Father continued his thrusts, his phallus sliding in and out of her passageway. She found herself lifting her legs, then wrapping them around Father Paul's legs, pulling him tight into her channel.As he continued, Joan's feelings for the young Father were growing at an alarming rate and her need for some kind of satisfaction was increasing. Her emotions were on a never ending latter, climbing to the sky.Without any warning, Joan felt herself begin to discharge juices with a force. She felt fulfillment and gratification of an unknown desire and appetite, which lifted her to extreme pleasure and contentment.Father Paul had not yet discharged his essence and doubled his efforts. As Joan felt his increasing movements in to her, desire began to grow again almost exponentially and she held him tight to her. Father Paul called out to heaven,"Oh Lord my God, I am your humble servant and I do your bidding."Joan felt a new gush of liquid, however it wasn't coming from her, it was coming from Father Paul. The feeling was beautiful in design and execution, and although she did not see God, she believed she was closer to him. The whole occurrence was a delicacy as to arouse intense delight, and satisfaction. Joan cared little to see God, as she was taking great pleasure and delight in his glory.Suddenly a reoccurrence of her discharge began, and she was lifted beyond the bounds of Earth. Her blood ran hot as her juices flowed once again."Your phallus is as you said Father, truly the essence of man, and God.""Remember Joan, although my member, my penis, from the Latin, if you will, is a wonderful instrument. It would be useless without your marvelous passage of desire. My penis requires your vagina to achieve its primary and sacred function. Without woman, man has little purpose in life. It is God's design."Joan knew that her existence had taken a new direction. She was truly a daughter of God, and would do everything necessary to fulfill the Heavenly Father's design. As Father Paul lay in coitus relaxen, a Latin term for rest after sexual intercourse, Joan lifted his depleted penis and examined it carefully. She found a hidden beauty within its current state, although it was much more useful when it was swollen to a larger size.She felt closer to Father Paul than she had to any individual, except maybe her own Father. The closeness was of course the feeling most women would feel to a man; who brought her such euphoria and intense pleasure. Joan felt compelled to pay homage to his member and leaned down to kiss it.It had a strange yet inexplicable odor. Not a bad odor, but one, which could not be described. She had detected a similar odor before when the farm animals were ready for breeding. Joan kissed Father Paul's member on the tip once again, and suddenly it began to throb and swell. As she unexpectedly enjoyed the taste, she slid the head of his penis into her mouth, and for some unknown, but natural desire, began to suck on it.Father Paul squirmed in delight feeling something wonderful which he only had knowledge of, during confessions of travelers to the Far East. It was told to him that Egyptian girls reveled in sucking a man's penis, and excelled in elevating a man to an ultimate level of fulfillment and gratification.Strangely he had never heard of an English female performing such a wonderful service. This was something that God and the Church made no mention of, possibly because it had nothing to do with reproduction.Joan now had a challenge and believed she would be able to master it. As she sucked the Priest's penis he moaned, apparently enjoying her oral stimulation causing him arousal, and intense pleasure beyond that of which she provided with her vagina. The priest took hold of Joan's head and moved his hips upward in a masterful manner, emulating copulation.Joan was now eager to give the young priest something he would continue to desire, throughout their newly found friendship. As she sucked him, her hand took hold of his testicles and fondled them as one might do with a favorite pet. The priest in return moaned and mewed letting her know how much the manipulations of her mouth on his penis were appreciated.With little warning the priest began to spray his bodily secretions into her mouth with a degree of fluidity that surpassed his previous performance. Joan sat up wondering what was to be done with Father Paul's essence. Would it be a sin to expel it from her mouth? As it was a gift from God, she wondered what she should do. Father Paul saw the questioning expression on Joan's face and said,"Swallow it, Joan. God would want nothing less. Essence is too important to be splattered on the floor."Although the creamy liquid felt wonderful in her mouth, she followed directions and allowed the liquid to slowly slide down her throat. Although a bit salty, the essence was also sweet. A fascinating combination she thought."Do you want me to continue reading, Joan?""No. Not tonight as I believe Morpheus, the ancient Roman god of sleep and dreams, is calling to me. May I return after supper on the morrow, Father Paul?""Of course my child. You may visit me any time you desire, and I will teach you everything I have knowledge of."Joan joins a priest, who is entertaining another person.Joan slept the sleep of chastity, although she knew that she was no longer a maiden, and deserved little satisfactory sleep. She could not understand why she had such wonderful feelings throughout her body. Apparently it was God's desire, and he was pleased with her actions.She spent the day, milking the cows, currying the horses, cooking and cleaning. She fed all of the animals and cleaned their stalls, while her father worked in the fields planting vegetables. They broke for the mid-day meal and sat together while eating. Her Father asked,"Joan, what did you learn at the church with Father Paul, last eve?""Father Paul read to me from a large book in Latin. I learned about God's design and the essence of man. He also taught me how man should best serve God, and what God expects of his children.""My daughter is such a wonderful student; and has an admirable mind, unlike her ignorant father.""Father, if it was not for your understanding and love for me, I would never have learned to read and write. You are not ignorant and I love you.""Are you going to the church tonight little one?""Yes father, if that would be convenient for you. There is much work to be done.""Of course my daughter, although I feel you deserve some enjoyment and rest. You work here all the day, then study hard after dark. A girl should also have some good times in her young life.""Believe me Father, the enjoyment I have received from God's love has been wonderful and fulfilling. My life has found new meaning and absolute pleasure. Are you remaining home on this eve?No, I plan to go to the public house and have a tall glass of warm Ale.""In moderation, father. Do not forget your last venture to the public house. You were unable to get out of bed long past sunrise.""Yes daughter, I recall. I will only have a pint or so."Father and daughter then parted company. Joan washed the dishes, swept the floors, and then went out to feed the hogs. He father returned to his planting. They would have a good harvest on the year.Supper came and went. As night fell, Joan fed the fireplace and as the light danced on the walls of the room, she wondered if Father Paul would elevate her with his phallus and essence. Taking a torch from its storage place, she shoved the end of it into the fire. The tip burned brightly, warming her face.Leaving the house, she trudged up the path, in the dark toward the rectory. Upon arriving, Joan opened the door and walked in. Father Paul was naked and laying on top of her close friend Lily, a postulate, or nun-in-training. His phallus was deeply imbedded in her sheath.Joan stood there and watched as Father Paul continued to enter into and permeate her vagina, helping her temporarily ascend to heaven's gate. Lily was much involved in Father Paul's God-like movements, and was sinking her nails in his back, moaning loud and mumbling,"More Father Paul, more. Send me to see God."Joan sat in a chair, next to the bed of straw and watched as the Father's penis slid in and out of her friend. Everything seemed to be very wet and coated with a viscous liquid, and a small amount of blood. Joan wondered if it would be better for her to withdraw, as Father was fully involved in her friend."Joan", said Paul. "Please disrobe and join us in the bed. We can all do the Lord's work together."Quickly, as Father Paul began to eject his essence into the young girl, she moaned loudly and began to squirt her juices, pumping them past Father's penis and onto his testical sack.She stated to the priest; "More Father Paul, please do more. I want God to love me.""God does love you, my child, more than most women, whom would refuse to share their sacred passage with the sons of the church."Joan shed her clothing and joined the couple on the bed of straw, which was covered with a sheet like covering. Father rolled off of the girl as she lay in a semi unconscious state, moaning lightly.Joan took hold of Paul's phallus and began to stroke it as she had done the evening prior. It took some patient time and affectionate gestures of fondness, however when his penis again became tumescent, Joan lifted her leg over him and eased down onto his lap, allowing his coccus to impale her tight moist vagina.She moved front to back, feeling the priest's huge member inside of her, thanking God in a little prayer for bringing such knowledge and pleasure to her.She was full of cheer as she thought there would be more pain associated with another coupling, however she now understood that the

Photographer Ellie Sedgwick discusses the pervasive issue of vulva anxiety and the societal pressures that lead women to seek cosmetic procedures including the latest trend, labia puffing.   WANT MORE FROM ELLIE? To hear today's full interview, where she shares more on her struggles with vulva anxiety...search for Extra Healthy-ish wherever you get your pods. For more on her book Flip Through my Flaps see here or for Ellie's Comfortable in my Skin project, click on @comfortableinmyskin_ or here. You can listen to the Healthy-ish ep on the Labia Diversity report published by Women's Health Victoria here. For more on the toxic labia puffing trend, see B+S here.    WANT MORE BODY + SOUL?  Online: Head to bodyandsoul.com.au for your daily digital dose of health and wellness. On social: Via Instagram at @bodyandsoul_au or Facebook. Or, TikTok here. Got an idea for an episode? DM host Felicity Harley on Instagram @felicityharley.  In print: Each Sunday, grab Body+Soul inside The Sunday Telegraph (NSW), the Sunday Herald Sun (Victoria), The Sunday Mail (Queensland), Sunday Mail (SA) and Sunday Tasmanian (Tasmania). See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On Today’s Show: 00:00:00  Introduction 01:36:05  The Distorted View Store Is Open! 03:52:03 Mall Madness 80’s Board Game 09:08:18  Lord Douche Is Driving Me Crazy With The Kitchenaid Mixers 12:59:23  Meade Weigh In / Recovered Deleted Video 16:18:12  Doctor Prison Deals With Problem Pisser Children 25:00:05  Pregnant Shoplifter Flees Cop / Gets Tackled 31:19:13  Support […] The post Wrinkle Free Testicles And Fuller Puffy Labia Lips first appeared on Distorted View Daily.

Hey Lifers, It's officially Britt's bangiversary! She's tried to dupe Ben into a fancy gift but Ben's aware of her antics.We speak about the advice we got from our grandmothers. Some of it hasn't aged particularly well.  We might have found the world's most conflict avoidant man; the man who *likely has faked his own death to ditch his family and go to a woman in Europe. There was a video filmed back in June (two months before Ryan Borgwardt's disappearance). It shows a man on a bike asking if he should go to Uzbekistan to meet a woman, despite being married. After the video went viral, authorities say that the video isn't Ryan.  Also, how do you like your labia? We've spoken about symmetry, length and comfort when it comes to labia but labia puffing seems new.We ask: Is our generation more obsessed than ever with labia? Do you think this trend highlights empowerment or unnecessary pressure for perfection? You can watch us on Youtube Find us on Instagram Join us on tiktok Or join the Facebook Discussion Group Tell your mum, tell your dad, tell your dog, tell your friend and share the love because WE LOVE LOVE! xxSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week is loaded with different movie fare. Max has a film about a movie censor that is horrific itself, and Tim watched a crime thriller staring an actor known for being a werewolf. Enjoy. Max's Movie: Censor (2021) Tim's Movie: A Dragonfly For Each Corpse (1974) --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/capesandscowls/support

Dishonored Part 5: Big Lesbian Energy  Square Roots Episode 439 This ep has a LOT of positive energy! We're all in a GREAT mood!  Too much talk about labias Imperial Majesty Vanessa  Hot Gay News!  Johnny pulls a real life Mr. Bean and plays the wrong DLC EVERYTHING IS AWESOME  This Week: Knife of Dunwall Next Week: Finish The Witches of Brigmore! Our Patreon: http://patreon.com/squarerootspodcast Thanks to Steven Morris for his awesome theme! You can find him at: https://bsky.app/profile/stevenmorrismusic.bsky.social and https://www.youtube.com/user/morrissteven Contact Square Roots! Twitter: @squarerootspod Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/486022898258197/ Email: squarerootspodcast (at) gmail (dort) com

Today we're flippin through all the flaps! Sofia is written by a listener who is newly recovered from her labiaplasty and changes Sofia's view on the procedure. Labia pics on Reddit, spreading eagle in front of your living room mirror, tightness myths, innie vs outtie… sloots we're discussing it all. Welcome to the labiaplasty deep dive! WRITE TO SOFIA HERE To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Vagina! Vulva! Labia! Say the words, loud and proud! In this groundbreaking episode, Gabriella Scaringe is a one woman show that is revolutionizing the intimate apparel industry, but also global body acceptance! Do you know the difference between a vagina and a vulva? Tune in to find out.Her grassroots research of 5,000 people with vulvas showed that 97% had vulva insecurity due to their underwear not fitting them correctly. Gabriella invented underwear that has a longer width to fully cover the average vulva - meet Cherri. Through this incredible episode, we discuss just how prominent, yet so private the very concept of vulva diversity is! May this conversation open your curiosity and acknowledgement by any degree for you in your personal life. #FundCherri #FundGabriella - Follow her on TikTok to see her amazing videos, follow her on Instagram, and purchase Cherri underwear here!Thank you for tuning into Women Making Moves, please be sure to rate and follow on your favorite podcast platform and follow on Instagram. Visit Amy and Unlock the Magic, and follow on Instagram.Women Making Moves is for personal use only and general information purposes, the show host cannot guarantee the accuracy of any statements from guests or the sufficiency of the information. This show and host is not liable for any personal actions taken.

Every Saturday morning Weekend Breakfast host Sara-Jayne Makwala King shares her top three picks of things to do in and around the Western Cape. If there's an event that you would like featured on SJ's Top Picks you can send an email to sarak@primedia.co.za 1) Fame Shorts Film Festival at the Labia 2) UCT Live Arts Festival final day 3) Jigsaw Building Competition    See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Have you ever just wondered what your pets are thinking about? Like have you given them the best life? is the only thing they get huffy about is when the next treat is showing up for playing they humans stupid little games?!?!? If so, congrats you have a one up on those asshole human parents. and if that's not enough I'm running for president in 2028 because by the old Gods and the New I can't be worse than our current options! So as my one of my fave TikTokers LilchOmp says "Labia's and genitals, Strap in and Strap on"

Do you ever wish there were more resources and support for managing your sexual health condition?Well, that's exactly what our latest guest, Jaclyn Lanthier, provides. Jaclyn is a dedicated advocate and educational resource for individuals with lichen sclerosus, and she's here to share her wealth of knowledge and personal journey.Jaclyn offers a free 100+ page ebook supported by over 40 peer-reviewed journal articles that are constantly updated. Covering topics from sexual health to mental health and building a support team, her work is an essential resource for those managing lichen sclerosus.Jaclyn is also a powerhouse for the Lichen Sclerosus Support Network, producing a variety of content, ranging from blogs and YouTube videos to webinars and virtual meetups. She conducts in-person support groups, webinars, and even educates healthcare providers, bridging critical gaps in patient support and professional understanding.Transforming her own challenging experiences into advocacy, Jaclyn emphasizes the importance of tools for condition management, mental health prioritization, and finding the right healthcare providers. Her story and advice are especially poignant, given her past struggles with misdiagnoses and the healthcare system, a common theme in our discussions on medical gaslighting and the need for compassion in care.Jaclyn's initiative, The Lost Labia Chronicles, exemplifies her dedication to education. Through blogs, videos, speaking events, and multiple media forms, she ensures everyone can access and understand this crucial information.Highlights:Jaclyn's Journey with lichen sclerosus: Facing years of misdiagnoses and trialing through inadequate care, Jaclyn transforms her personal hardships into robust advocacy efforts.Tackling Health Anxiety: Hear Jaclyn's advice for avoiding overwhelming research, focusing on treatment and mental health, and managing symptoms with confidence.Empowerment through Education: Jaclyn stresses the necessity of educating oneself about conditions like lichen sclerosus and finding the right healthcare providers equipped to offer proper care.The Lost Labia Chronicles: Gain insight into this initiative, demonstrating the power of storytelling and education in transforming patient care.Overcoming Healthcare Barriers: Jaclyn shares actionable advice based on her own experiences, emphasizing the need for proper diagnosis, appropriate medication use, and comprehensive understanding from healthcare providers.Remember, awareness and education are the first steps to advocacy and better healthcare. Tune in for more insights on reproductive health and leave us a review on Apple Podcasts!Guest Bio:Jaclyn is a vulvar lichen sclerosus patient advocate from Toronto, Canada. Jaclyn is the founder and director of The Lost Labia Chronicles, an evidence-based knowledge-sharing hub for vulvar lichen sclerosus information and support. She is on the executive board of Lichen Sclerosus Network, a non-profit organization based in the USA. She is currently enrolled in the EUPATI patient expert training program to improve her skills in patient advocacy. Jaclyn did her Ph.D. in philosophy of neuroscience at the Western University, in London, Ontario, where she evaluated the scientific methods and protocols used in cognitive neuroscience research to assess the reliability of the findings and ensure that the conclusions drawn from these studies are credible and trustworthy. Jaclyn is passionate about science communication, knowledge translation, and improving the quality of life of people with VLS through education and support.Get in Touch with Jaclyn:Website

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Jaclyn is a vulvar lichen sclerosus patient advocate from Toronto, Canada. She is the founder & director of The Lost Labia Chronicles, a knowledge-sharing hub for vulvar lichen sclerosus education & support. She is on the executive board of Lichen Sclerosus Network, a non-profit organization based in the USA. She is currently enrolled in the EUPATI patient expert training programme to improve her skills in patient advocacy. Jaclyn is passionate about science communication, knowledge translation, improving the quality of life of people with VLS through education & support.www.lostlabia.comhttps://www.facebook.com/TheLostLabiaChronicleswww.instagram.com/thelostlabiachronicleshttps://www.youtube.com/@thelostlabiachronicles___________________________________________________________________________________Feel Amazing Vaginal Moisturizer https://www.feel-amazing.com/?ref=vaginacoachThank you so much for listening! I use fitness and movement to help women prevent and overcome pelvic floor challenges like incontinence and organ prolapse. There is help for women in all life stages! Every Woman Needs A Vagina Coach! Please make sure to LEAVE A REVIEW and SUBSCRIBE to the show for the best fitness and wellness advice south of your belly button. *******************I recommend checking out my comprehensive pelvic health education and fitness programs on my Buff Muff AppYou can also join my next 28 Day Buff Muff Challenge https://www.vaginacoach.com/buffmuffIf you are feeling social you can connect with me… On Facebook https://www.facebook.com/VagCoachOn Instagram https://www.instagram.com/vaginacoach/On Twitter https://twitter.com/VaginaCoachOn The Web www.vaginacoach.comGet your Feel Amazing Vaginal Moisturizer Here

Have you ever looked down there and thought something was off? You wouldn't be the only one. Unfortunately, more and more women are experiencing labia shame - a form of self scrutiny, with an alarming number of labia owners saying they'd opt for a labiaplasty to fix their problems. Are there really that many problems with our genitals that require surgical intervention? Today's guest think not. THE END BITS  Subscribe to Mamamia Check out the Labia Library here Check out Ellie's Flip Through My Flaps gallery here GET IN TOUCH Share your story, feedback, or dilemma! Send us a voice note or email us at podcast@mamamia.com.au and one of our Podcast Producers will come back to you ASAP. CONTACT US Got a topic you'd like us to cover? Send us an email at thequicky@mamamia.com.au CREDITS Host: Claire Murphy  With thanks to:  Dr Melissa Kang, Associate Professor at the University of Sydney General Practice Clinical SchoolEllie Sedgwick, Photographer & Founder of Comfortable In My Skin  Producer: Claire Murphy  Senior Producer: Taylah StranoAudio Producer: Jacob RoundBecome a Mamamia subscriber: https://www.mamamia.com.au/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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In this episode, Dr. Rena Malik, MD discusses the significant changes that the vulva undergoes during menopause with her guest, Dr. Mary Claire Haver. They explore the dramatic reduction in estrogen and testosterone levels and how this leads to tissue thinning, loss of collagen, and decreased mucus production in the vaginal area. These changes can result in discomfort, pain during sex, and increased susceptibility to infections. The conversation highlights the positive impact of hormone replacement therapy (HRT) on mitigating these symptoms and improving women's overall health, despite the lingering misconceptions and stigmas surrounding its use. Dr. Mary Claire Haver emphasizes the benefits of estrogen for heart health, cholesterol management, and even mental well-being. They address the flaws and public misconceptions stemming from the Women's Health Initiative (WHI) study, which significantly impacted the perception of HRT. The episode underscores the importance of educating both patients and clinicians about the safe and effective use of hormone therapy to improve the quality of life for women experiencing menopause. By advocating for better healthcare practices and raising awareness, Dr. Haver and Dr. Malik aim to empower women to seek the treatments they need Become a Member to Receive Exclusive Content: renamalik.supercast.com Schedule an appointment with me: https://www.renamalikmd.com/appointments ▶️Chapters: 00:00 Menopause effects on vulva 01:32 Vaginal tissue changes 02:49 Testosterone and mood 03:08 Misconceptions about estrogen 06:48 Women's Health Initiative 12:33 SSRI use and alternatives Don't forget to check out Dr. Haver Tik Tok - tiktok.com/@drmaryclaire Facebook - facebook.com/drmaryclaire Instagram - instagram.com/drmaryclaire Youtube - www.youtube.com/@maryclairehavermd8473 The New Menopause Book - https://thepauselife.com/pages/the-new-menopause-book thepauselife.com https://maryclairewellness.com/ Let's Connect!: WEBSITE: http://www.renamalikmd.com YOUTUBE: https://www.youtube.com/@RenaMalikMD INSTAGRAM: http://www.instagram.com/RenaMalikMD TWITTER: http://twitter.com/RenaMalikMD FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/RenaMalikMD/ LINKEDIN: https://www.linkedin.com/in/renadmalik PINTEREST: https://www.pinterest.com/renamalikmd/ TIKTOK: https://www.tiktok.com/RenaMalikMD ------------------------------------------------------ DISCLAIMER: This podcast is purely educational and does not constitute medical advice. The content of this podcast is my personal opinion, and not that of my employer(s). Use of this information is at your own risk. Rena Malik, M.D. will not assume any liability for any direct or indirect losses or damages that may result from the use of information contained in this podcast including but not limited to economic loss, injury, illness or death. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, Charlamagne the God and Andrew Schulz discuss relationships, sex, and comedy. They touch on the importance of honesty in relationships, the double standard in sexual history, and the significance of body count. The conversation shifts to the beef between Donnell Rollins and Corey Holcomb, as well as the public reaction to Killer Mike's opinions. We also discuss the critique of Dave Chappelle, the influence of hate and love in entertainment, the impact of negative comments, and the desire to be a supportive father. They also touch on topics such as All-Star weekends, the decline of interest in celebrity games, and the need for fresh talent in slam dunk contests. Chapters 00:00 Introduction and Sponsor 00:30 New Body, Old Puss 01:29 Gilly the Kid's Opinion on Vaginal Rejuvenation 03:15 The Double Standard in Sexual History 05:04 Body Count and Judgment 08:02 Making Noise During Sex 09:09 The Importance of Breathing During Sex 09:31 The Breath and Body Language During Sex 12:18 Donnell Rollins and Corey Holcomb's Beef 15:06 Donnell Rollins Confronts Corey Holcomb 25:40 The Cost of Success and Political Activism 34:22 Public Reaction to Killer Mike's Opinions 42:30 Critiquing Dave Chappelle 46:30 The Motives of Comedians and Media Personalities 51:25 The Importance of Speaking the Truth 55:19 The Decline of Interest in All-Star Weekends 58:07 The Decline in Interest in Celebrity All-Star Games 01:00:04 The Lack of Recognition for Female Athletes 01:06:19 The Power of Hate and Love in Entertainment 01:07:43 The Influence of Hate and Love in Entertainment (cont.) 01:10:06 The Impact of Negative Comments and Hate 01:18:19 The Negative Effects of Hurtful Comments 01:20:44 The Impact of Negative Comments in School 01:22:29 The Desire to Be a Supportive Father 01:25:26 The Desire to Be a Loving and Supportive Father (cont.) ************************************ Check out Andrew Schulz www.theandrewschulz.com Check out all the podcast on Charlamagne's "Black Effect Network" www.blackeffect.com/ TaylorMade-It Production Contact: Taylormadeitprod@gmail.com Check Out "Summer Of 85" on Audible www.audible.com/pd/Summer-of-85-A…areTest=TestShare

The recaps are back! This episode we talk about season 3's opening episode - Labia Majora. Jenny is with Max, Shane is with Carmen, Alice has a cutout, Bette and Tina have a baby, and Helena has a new personality. Grab some granola and enjoy. Watch PANTS on YouTube and Follow us on TikTok and Instagram. PANTS with Kate Moennig and Leisha Hailey is produced and edited by Arwen Nicks. Additional editing by MaryLeigh Roohan. Mixing by Valentino Rivera. Our music is by Carol Parra @csssuxxx and our artwork is by Lovefoxxx. You can get your your new favorite luggage from BÉIS at BEISTRAVEL.com/pantsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The recaps are back! This episode we talk about season 3's opening episode - Labia Majora. Jenny is with Max, Shane is with Carmen, Alice has a cutout, Bette and Tina have a baby, and Helena has a new personality. Grab some granola and enjoy. Watch PANTS on YouTube and Follow us on TikTok and Instagram. PANTS with Kate Moennig and Leisha Hailey is produced and edited by Arwen Nicks. Additional editing by MaryLeigh Roohan. Mixing by Valentino Rivera. Our music is by Carol Parra @csssuxxx and our artwork is by Lovefoxxx. You can get your your new favorite luggage from BÉIS at BEISTRAVEL.com/pants Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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