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Here we are for episode 762! In a change to the scheduled episode, Mr Yeti and Martin Holmes meet up to have a jolly good grumble! The topics that get them grumpy include TECHNOLOGY, AIRPLANE TRAVEL, DRINK ETIQUETTE, CREEPY CRAWLIES, PRACTICAL JOKERS, PLANT-KEEPING, and DINOSAUR EXTINCTION! We also receive a call from Lisa and Trowby and Mr T has some unusual facts about Venus! Our next episode, #763 sees us catching up on some of the goings on behind-the-scenes of The Shy Life Podcast! Do join us! Email us at shyyeti@yahoo.co.uk if you have comments - you can even send a sound-file and I'll include it. The music is by Shy Yeti, Muffleyontour, Luca and Udio. Sound effects by Paul C and Soundbible. Logo by Owen O and Shy Yeti. All other content is Copyright Paul Chandler, 2025. Episode 762 was recorded on the 11th June 2024 and 10th July 2024, with links recorded on the 23rd April 2025. Trowby and Lisa recorded with us on the 20th April 2025.

COFFEE MOANING the PODCAST ON APPLE PODCASTS: https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/coffee-moaning/id1689250679ON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/3p6z4A1RbhidO0pnOGGZl2?si=IqwD7REzTwWdwsbn2gzWCg&nd=1HOW TO STAY MARRIED (SO FAR) the PODCASTON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/57MT4cv2c3i06ryQlIpUXc?si=1b5ed24f40c54ebaON APPLE PODCASTS: https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/how-to-stay-married-so-far/id1294257563 Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

CLIMBer, there's good persistence and there's bad persistence. Unfortunately, I've got an up-close view of bad persistence recently. Let's talk about it so you can avoid this mistake and its consequences. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

COFFEE MOANING the PODCAST ON APPLE PODCASTS: https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/coffee-moaning/id1689250679ON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/3p6z4A1RbhidO0pnOGGZl2?si=IqwD7REzTwWdwsbn2gzWCg&nd=1HOW TO STAY MARRIED (SO FAR) the PODCASTON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/57MT4cv2c3i06ryQlIpUXc?si=1b5ed24f40c54ebaON APPLE PODCASTS: https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/how-to-stay-married-so-far/id1294257563 Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This Royals team cannot score! We also have a great laugh to start our morning.

COFFEE MOANING the PODCAST ON APPLE PODCASTS: https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/coffee-moaning/id1689250679ON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/3p6z4A1RbhidO0pnOGGZl2?si=IqwD7REzTwWdwsbn2gzWCg&nd=1HOW TO STAY MARRIED (SO FAR) the PODCASTON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/57MT4cv2c3i06ryQlIpUXc?si=1b5ed24f40c54ebaON APPLE PODCASTS: https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/how-to-stay-married-so-far/id1294257563------------------------------------ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Do you find yourself complaining often? Jeff connects the Israelites' 40 years in the wilderness, filled with complaints against Moses, God, and their circumstances, with our own potential for complaint during the 40 days of Lent. Jeff encourages us to transform complaints into moments of trust and gratitude. Snippet from the Show Am I a complainer looking for a problem, or am I a disciple helping Jesus solve problems? Email us with comments or questions at thejeffcavinsshow@ascensionpress.com. Text “jeffcavins” to 33-777 to subscribe and get Jeff's shownotes delivered straight to your email! Or visit https://media.ascensionpress.com/?s=&page=2&category%5B0%5D=Ascension%20Podcasts&category%5B1%5D=The%20Jeff%20Cavins%20Show for full shownotes!

Del and Keith look back at a good week to be a Rangers fan with a penalty win over Fenerbahce to get through to the Quarter Finals of the Europa League and an Old Firm Victory at Parkhead.

Stop Moaning You Don't Have Any Time! In today's episode of Join Up Dots, we're tackling one of the biggest success killers—low-value distractions. You know the ones: endless social media scrolling, pointless busywork, constant notifications, and time-wasting habits that drain your focus and leave you wondering where the day went. If you're serious about getting ahead, it's time to take back control. We'll break down why distractions are holding you back, how they clutter your mind, and, most importantly, how to eliminate them so you can focus on what truly matters. Ready to level up your productivity and make real progress? Let's do this! Share your biggest takeaway using #JoinUpDots #FocusToSucceed #SuccessHabits. Don't forget to subscribe to the podcast and leave a review. Your feedback helps us reach more people and continue bringing you valuable content. See you in the next episode!

From Lost In Eros – Book 1A Formal EventIn 10 Parts By BradentonLarry.  Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.When they were all dry enough, the towels were tossed into the appropriate bins, and Keiko and Natalia led the way into the hallway and just a short distance to the left, where they opened the door to a sedate little sitting room. On either side of this antechamber were doors. The Player, Peter, Don and Igor headed off through the door on the left, while Ilsa, Natalia and Keiko led Toshia through the one on the right.As she stepped into this new room, Toshia drew up short. What she saw was an enormous room with row upon row of racks of women's clothing. Natalia and Keiko disappeared almost at once, while Ilsa took Toshia by the hand and led her down the third aisle. Without any hesitation, Ilsa found the particular rack of clothes she wanted, considered her options for a moment, then took something off the rack, and handed it to Toshia.“Try this one,” Ilsa said simply.Toshia held the hanger up and considered the offering skeptically. Shrugging to herself, she looked around for any sign of a dressing room, and then remembered she was already stark naked. She laughed a little and began to put on the garment Ilsa had given her. Toshia thought at first that something must be missing, but then started to doubt that. The standards of dress here were certainly different.Meanwhile, Ilsa had moved down the aisle a little, found what she was looking for and handed it to Toshia. She paused long enough to deal with the zipper Toshia couldn't reach, and then headed off in another direction, while Toshia struggled into the new items Ilsa had brought.By the time, Toshia thought that she had the things she'd been given on properly, Keiko appeared and handed her a couple of items including a G-string. When Keiko disappeared again, which happened very quickly, Toshia went ahead and sniffed the undergarment, and was relieved that it smelled freshly laundered. Before she could put the G-string or any of the other items Keiko had brought, Natalia turned up with a pair of shoes. When Toshia got to try them on, she was amazed to find that they fit perfectly.She thought she was finished, and looked around for a mirror, but before she could locate one, Ilsa returned wearing a sky blue gown that somehow held up her large tits, though it only came up far enough to cover her nipples, and not all of her large aureoles. Her arms, shoulders and neck were completely bare, and, when Ilsa turned around to show it off, her back was also bare down to the top of her behind. The fabric of the dress had a silvery sheen that played up the curves of her body.“It's very pretty!” Toshia said appreciatively.“Let me look at you,” Ilsa said, as she stalked quickly around Toshia, and then announced, “Perfect!”Natalia and Keiko turned up then, and added their own votes of approval. Natalia was wearing a deep green bodice, with a dark red skirt that (as Natalia demonstrated) tore away easily to reveal a garter belt and black stocking, with no G-string or anything else covering her privates. Keiko was staying true to form and wore a black, form-fitting geisha dress, with very long slits running up both sides, showing her legs to good advantage, as well as the black stockings and stiletto heels she was wearing.“Is there a mirror?” Toshia finally got to ask.“Oh, yes,” Ilsa said, “but first, let's get your hair done a bit.”“My hair?” Toshia asked with some concern.“Don't worry, my dear,” Natalia said, “nothing drastic.”“Or time consuming,” Keiko put in.“Right,” Ilsa agreed. Then they bustled Toshia off to a room far to one side of the big room, where a pair of incredibly efficient and strangely impersonal male hairdressers quickly brushed Toshia's hair and added mousse, styling it without cutting it, in a matter of minutes. In the same time, another pair returned Natalia's long hair to a stylishly coifed pile on top of her head.“Thanks boys!” Ilsa said as she yanked Toshia out of her chair and back into the big room, where she and Keiko had found and wheeled over a large full length mirror. There Toshia saw herself with her hair seemingly windblown but very fetching. Around her neck she wore a simple black choker, and on her arms a pair of black gloves that came up to the middle of her upper arms. She had on a sexy pair of high heels with straps that laced up her calves. There was no way she was going to get those off in a hurry. The gown she wore began with a sort of bodice that seemed to be made of a kind of spandex. It fit her torso snugly and flatteringly, but enabled her to move and bend freely. However it came just up to under her tits and stopped. In fact the top edge of it was curved as if it was cut specifically for Toshia. The skirt, which was long enough to brush the floor, started at her hips, but only wrapped around incompletely, so that the very front was open to view. Anyone could easily see the fine fish-net stockings and satin black G-string she was wearing. Both the skirt and top were of deep violet. Toshia had feared she would look ridiculous, but now saw that she was quite striking, particularly with her tits standing out proudly in front of her. If the girls thought it was acceptable, she was willing to give it a shot.She smiled at her three new friends and said, “Thank you very much.”“Oh, wait!” Keiko said. She disappeared into the hairdressers' room and reappeared in a moment. With deft motions and utter assurance, she applied lipstick, a bit of eye-shadow, and some blush to Toshia's face. The lipstick was a burgundy, and the eye-shadow made Toshia look a bit exotic, while the rest was quite subtle but effective.“Okay, now we can go,” Keiko announced.Arm-in-arm the four women proceeded back to the entry foyer, where the four men were waiting. The Player was wearing his red jacket and hat, but had added a golden-yellow vest and a pair of white breeches that were missing the crotch, so that his cock and balls were freely exposed, as well as a pair of black boots that came to the top of his calves. Peter was wearing another kilt; a black one; and a white jacket that was buttoned all the way up and had a Nehru collar. Igor was still naked. Don was wearing an open, deep blue long coat, a red vest, and boots and breeches just like the Player's.When the women entered the room, the Player bowed low, Peter clapped, and Don just gaped at Toshia. Seeing that she was looking at him with an amused expression, he remembered his manners and said, “Wow! You look amazing!”Toshia gave him a small curtsy, and laughingly added, “I can see you mean that.”Don glanced down to see that his cock was rapidly coming back to life while he was ogling Toshia. “Well, I certainly do mean it,” he smiled, actually blushing a little.“Very well then, ladies and gentlemen,” the Player said as he put on his hat and took up his cane. “Off to the ball we go!”Don enjoys the strange ball & two new playmates.Don held out his arm and Toshia took it, both of them smiling at the surreal circumstances. They followed along with the Player and his entourage, who led them out into the hallway and then down a number of connected hallways. Certainly, the place was some kind of luxurious labyrinth. As they walked, Don asked Toshia, “This certainly has been an interesting little adventure so far, hasn't it?”She laughed, and said, “You're abusing the word ‘interesting', Don.”“Yeah, but I have no idea what other adjective to use. I keep trying to tell myself that this must be all some weird, really realistic and intense dream, but I'm not buying it.”“Me too,” she said. “This is all very real, even though it makes absolutely no sense.”Don smiled at her. “If it does turn out to be a dream it's been a very good one.”She smiled but didn't look at him. “Are you looking at my tits again?”“Would you rather I didn't?”Then she looked at him, still smiling, but serious, “We're never going to have the same kind of relationship, Don.”“Well,” he said thoughtfully, “do you mean we're not going to continue to be honest with each other, love each other, and treat each other well?”“Of course not.”“I didn't think so. Well, if you're talking about the kind of relationship where sex is completely out of the question, then I have to say I'm not too broken up about that.”“When we get back, though, it'll be different,” she said. Don thought there was a note of regret in her voice.“We'll see about that when we get there,” he shrugged, still smiling.“I'm still with Sarah, no matter what happens here,” she said firmly.“Right,” he nodded. “Did you get the impression I was trying to take you away from her?”“No, but things, ” she faltered. “But all of this; it feels complicated.”Don laughed a little, and said, “Sometimes complicated is good. It sure as hell is interesting.”She punched him in the shoulder, “Stop using that word!”As they walked on, Don thought that up until he had gotten here, to this strange place, he would have now been dying to ask her, “Does this mean you want to have sex?” Now, though, he could tell she wanted to have sex, but that wasn't all of it. His attitude had shifted somehow.Before he could pursue that line of thought any further, though, they came to the top of a huge spiral staircase they descended to a marble hall, with potted ferns and benches against the walls. Without stopping, the Player led them across the shiny floor to a pair of enormous doors that opened as they approached.Although by now Don would have thought he was beyond being surprised, he was shocked at how immense the ballroom was. It looked like something out of a particularly big-budget Hollywood musical. Huge chandeliers glittered way overhead, and broad stairways swept up the sides to a gallery overlooking the expansive floor where he guessed a hundred people mingled. Underneath the gallery (which was supported by marble columns) seemed to be a number of side chambers, open on the dance floor side but offering some small measure of privacy.“Wow!” Toshia said.“Exactly!” Don agreed.On either side of the entrance there were large tables covered with large bowls of brightly colored fruit. Suddenly, Don realized he was starving. Apparently, so was Toshia, because they both started immediately for the food. Don took a strawberry and bit into it, only to find that it was the sweetest strawberry he'd ever tasted. Next he devoured a banana, while seeing that Toshia had quickly peeled an orange and was making short work of it.“This is delicious!” she said.Don nodded, and took another strawberry. As he was chewing this, he saw a fountain with clear water pouring out of it and an array of glasses standing by. He hadn't had anything to drink since waking up, and hadn't even noticed that he was thirsty, which he certainly should be under the circumstances. He picked up another banana and moved over to the water. Filling a glass, he brought it to his lips and sipped it, suddenly concerned that this might be the moment when the drugging happened. The water felt cold, clean and surprisingly refreshing. He took a full swallow and felt thoroughly rehydrated and energized. He drained the glass, refilled it and brought it back to Toshia. He peeled his banana and watched her drain the glass, distracted a bit by the swallowing motion of her throat. He noticed she had dribbled some orange juice onto her tit, and without hesitation leaned in to lick it up.“Hey now!” Toshia laughed. “Such a forward fellow!”Don smiled up at her, and said, “That's me.”He started to eat the banana and realized he was almost full already, and felt like he wouldn't be thirsty again any time soon.“Are you full already too?” Toshia asked.“Yeah, I think so,” he nodded. “That's weird.”“At least you didn't say ‘interesting',” she said with a raised eyebrow.“Add this to the magic candles on the list of mysterious goings on,” Don mused. Then he looked around again and noticed that the Player and his entourage had gone ahead and disappeared into the crowd of people on the dance floor. He took a better look at the hall, and said, “Look, windows.”“Windows?” Toshia looked, following the line of Don's sight up above the chandeliers. “They do look like windows, but it seems to be dark outside.”“Those are the first windows we've seen since waking up,” Don observed. “Of course, we still have no idea how long we've been here.”Toshia took the banana peel from Don's hand and tossed it, along with her orange peel, into a handy bin. Then she took his arm again and said, “Shall we have a look around?”“Let's,” he nodded. Together they moved clockwise around the perimeter of the dance floor until they came to the foot of the stairway on the left side of the hall. Taking their time while looking around, they started up the stairs. Passing them coming down to join the crowd on the main floor were people in quite a varied assortment of clothes, mostly of bright colors. Almost everyone was displaying a quantity of flesh unusual for a Hollywood musical. Most of the men had, like Don and the Player, come to the ball with their sex organs on display. Many of the women were, like Toshia, displaying their tits. At least one woman was wearing only a shiny black corset and a pair of boots that came up to her mid-thigh. At the top of the stairs they found the gallery was a broad, carpeted platform with a balcony railing on the right, and a bench-lined wall on the left. Though here and there they saw a couple engaged in mild fondling and necking, there was surprisingly little actual sex going on. As they moved along, Don noticed that everyone was checking them out. Both men and women were looking Toshia over as a potential playmate, and the women, and some of the men, were doing the same with Don. There was nothing shy about the way people were looking at each other, and Don found himself doing the same. On the other hand, he was not finding the mere fact that he could see a woman's tits or cunt as titillating by itself as he would have before today. What he did find titillating was that most of the women, and a few of the men, were looking back at him with apparent interest in getting their hands on him sexually.“Hey,” Toshia hissed. “Look over there.”Don followed her gaze to a point about halfway around the gallery from their current position. There was someone wearing a black robe. Not a black robe open in the front so you could have access to his or her sex, or even open part way so you could get a good look at their cleavage, but a full black robe, obscuring all of the wearer's body. To make things even more conspicuous, the person had a big hood drawn up over his or her head, completely hiding their face in shadow.“You're right,” Don said under his breath. “Let's get closer.” Trying not to draw attention to themselves, they began to move with a purpose through the idle people. Don thought they probably weren't doing a very good job of being inconspicuous, though, and, sure enough, when they reached the place where the figure in black had been he or she was nowhere to be seen.“One of our captors?” Don asked.“I don't know, but it certainly seemed suspicious,” replied Toshia as she looked around.Don smiled at her and said, “Well, we have something specific to look for now.”“Indeed,” she nodded.Right then music began to play, though there were no musicians, and they couldn't see any speakers. It was light classical music, possibly a piece by Mozart, though Don wasn't sure. People on the dance floor seemed to be arranging themselves as if they knew their places. Toshia and Don watched from the balcony. Then, when the first short piece was finished, another began. This was something from the Baroque period, Don could tell, though he couldn't identify the composer. The people below them began to dance in a formal, stylized way, much as Don imagined they must have danced in the court of Louis the XIII or XIV, except that here there was probably a bit more genitalia showing. The dance was uncomplicated and fairly slow moving, so that those wearing high heels and complicated dresses were in little danger of troublesome accidents.After watching for a while, Don asked, “Shall we give it a try?”Toshia smiled at him and said, “I thought you'd never ask.”Don's innuendo-prone mind thought she just might have misunderstood him, but she grabbed his hand and started off toward the nearest set of stairs, which was now the one opposite the one they had come up. They paused at the outskirt of the dancing throng, and looked for an appropriate opening. Peter and Natalia circled; or was it promenaded?; by, saw Don and Toshia and beckoned them to slip in ahead of them.Holding Toshia's right hand in his left up at shoulder level as the others were doing, Don led them into the dance. The measured, rhythmic steps weren't difficult to pick up and follow. They were on the outside circle of dancers moving clockwise, men on the inside. Passing on Don's right was another circle moving counterclockwise in the same arrangement, so a steady stream of provocatively dressed women paraded past him. On some cue that completely eluded Don, the people holding hands let go and switched partners. This last was done by the male half of each ring turning around to take the hand of the woman now on his left, and then moving in the direction that woman had been moving. The men from the innermost ring, being without partners, scrambled to make their way, without disrupting the dance, to the outermost ring of unattached women, who had continued to move clockwise. This process seemed to provide a lot of playful amusement all around.Don now found himself holding the hand of an exquisite woman with dark chocolate skin, almond-shaped, golden-brown eyes, a slender frame, short black hair in tight curls, and inviting, full lips that smiled warmly at Don's attention. She was wearing a deep red gown, with a neckline that plunged down to what Don guessed was her pubic bone, and at that it was one of the more modest dresses on display at the ball.Don passed Toshia once, noting that a fair-haired young man had managed to partner up with her, before there was another switch. This time, the women turned around, took another partner and went in the opposite direction. Don was now on the inner-side of the second circle, holding the left hand of a woman with wavy blonde hair falling down her back, a long nose that Don found particularly attractive, thin lips that smiled at him mischievously and laughing eyes of blue. She was wearing a sparkling gown of gold and green, cut much like Toshia's in the skirt, but providing more support for her tits, which were displayed prominently, with nipples showing.Toshia must be partnered with someone on this circle, he reasoned, and sure enough he did not see her again until after the next switch. Now Don was moving clockwise again, holding the hand of a brunette with hair that hung straight down her back to below her behind, and who was wearing a sheer, see-through dress that hung from around her neck down her front, only covering the backside at the bottom of her back, and then only reaching down to her mid-thigh. Toshia, on the other hand was moving along with a dark-haired man with a goatee, who might be the man they had seen masturbating earlier, and who was wearing a costume much like Don's except that it was all black.This pattern of switching partners and directions gradually worked Don and Toshia in toward the center circle. As they went, Don found himself wondering what happened to the people who couldn't find a partner on the next inner circle, which must have fewer people on it because it was smaller. Then he saw it happen just a few couples ahead of him, and the man had to work his way back out to the outer circle. He seemed disappointed. When Don asked about this, his partner, a petite blonde with very short hair in a gown that looked very like a pink teddy to Don, said, “Once you've started on the outside and made it all the way to the center, you get to play with your partner when you get one on the outside circle again. If you don't find a partner with each turn, you have to go back to the outside and start over.”Don laughed, knowing that Toshia had no idea of this particular game. Looking around, he saw that indeed there was now one ring fewer than there had been. “What happens if you don't start on the outside circle?”

With a very young and inexperienced Gloucester side narrowly losing away to Newcastle in the Premiership Cup (and so far, no highlights seem to be available), our attentions this week were focused on Glos-Hartpury and their bid for a third consecutive PRW Final appearance. After a slow start, the girls once again delivered with a fine performance and comfortable victory against Bristol Bears. We chat through the game, the standout players and why all of you lovely pod listeners should try and get down to the Stone X a week Sunday! We also discuss the impact of Ilona Maher on the PWR and whether her slightly unimpressive performances on the pitch actually matter in the grand scheme of things. Meanwhile in the world of Rugby League, a bit of razzamatazz over in Vegas got us wondering if something similar would work in Union? Would we want Gloucester involved?Finally another week, another dummy spat out by Championship sides, this time over unequal rights in the Premiership Cup. Do they have a point, or are their moans starting to become tiresome?Ed PriceJim HarleyCherry Jam is gratefully sponsored by PGT LLP

The trick, and we fail it virtually every time, is not to get bogged down in the minutiae. There aren't prizes for coming up with dumb scenarios to try and catch the idea out. Amending the law to allow greater use of locals to grab a scumbag and hold them till the coppers arise is a good, and welcome, idea. If the Government is making tangible and positive progress anywhere, it's on the crime front. More people are in jail, more people are being rounded up, more of us feel safe, the police feel better about doing their job, or being allowed to do their job, and the citizens arrest news is merely adding to that progress. Coming up with scenarios about criminals bringing bigger weapons to robberies won't happen, the same way we haven't seen the gangs give the bird to the coppers over patches. At the Prime Minister's press conference this week with Paul Goldsmith, Mark Mitchell, and Commissioner Richard Chambers, they were asked about there being more gang members, with the inference being the law is failing. Yes, said Richard Chambers, there are more members because we are putting more groups on the register. And arrests aren't going up commensurately because gangs aren't flouting the law and retail thugs won't flout this one either. Thugs are cowards and opportunists. They try it on because they know they can. The moment they know a guard in a supermarket can jump on top of them they won't bother, the same way they tried to get work when the traffic light system came in for Jobseeker. Bottom feeders are essentially lazy. If it's easy, they'll abuse it or nick it. If you crack down the game's up and they will give up. This sort of thing should be welcomed. This is what we wanted. Memories can't be so short that we have forgotten the madness that filled our streets just a year or so back. The ram raids, the gangs, the blocked roads with their intimidation, the non-existent police to round them up, the endless criminals on ankle bracelets reoffending - we hated that! We got furious at that. A year and a bit later the change has happened, and the statistics have turned. Let's not get bogged down in a petty game of "but what if".See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Our first week with the new submission setup went SWIMMINGLY if I do say so myself. This week I fill you in on how I truly became a mother a few days ago when I bullied three 8-year-olds. I also had an annoying gym encounter that I have to fill you in on before getting into our weekly submissions. I can't help but rage a few times, but what else is new? Dating, bad in-laws, & spooky spirituality. Truly the fabric of The Bad Broadcast! Thanks for being here, for listening, and for bitching and moaning with me. Head to my instagram for next week's submission! Can't wait to verbally eviscerate your ex-boyfriends!TODAY'S SPONSORS: HOMETOWN BETRAYAL: Whether you're interested in stories of true crime or want to learn more about trauma and healing, Valerie's story of sexual and physical abuse in a tiny Mormon town will have you in your own world until the very end. Click here to buy your copy. CLEAN SIMPLE EATS: Go to CLEANSIMPLEEATS.COM and use the code BAD10 for 10% off of your order! //BETTERHELP: This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Go to BETTERHELP.COM/BAD to get 10% off your first month of therapy //SQUARESPACE: Go to SQUARESPACE.COM for a free trial and when you're ready to buy a website or domain, go to SQUARESPACE.COM/BAD to get 10% off! //Produced by Dear Media.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Our first week with the new submission setup went SWIMMINGLY if I do say so myself. This week I fill you in on how I truly became a mother a few days ago when I bullied three 8-year-olds. I also had an annoying gym encounter that I have to fill you in on before getting into our weekly submissions. I can't help but rage a few times, but what else is new? Dating, bad in-laws, & spooky spirituality. Truly the fabric of The Bad Broadcast! Thanks for being here, for listening, and for bitching and moaning with me. Head to my instagram for next week's submission! Can't wait to verbally eviscerate your ex-boyfriends!TODAY'S SPONSORS: HOMETOWN BETRAYAL: Whether you're interested in stories of true crime or want to learn more about trauma and healing, Valerie's story of sexual and physical abuse in a tiny Mormon town will have you in your own world until the very end. Click here to buy your copy. CLEAN SIMPLE EATS: Go to CLEANSIMPLEEATS.COM and use the code BAD10 for 10% off of your order! //BETTERHELP: This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Go to BETTERHELP.COM/BAD to get 10% off your first month of therapy //SQUARESPACE: Go to SQUARESPACE.COM for a free trial and when you're ready to buy a website or domain, go to SQUARESPACE.COM/BAD to get 10% off! //Produced by Dear Media.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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The students begin the next chapter; sex positions 101.Based on the work of firebird68. listen to the Podcast on Steamy Stories. “Okay, everyone open your textbooks to chapter three, please.” Miss Banks instructed, waiting as the students all pulled out their books and flipped to the page. “As you all can see, this chapter will be covering sexual positions. A few examples include missionary, cowgirl, or doggy style. Today, we'll be going through a few various positions, and I'll be having you demonstrate them in pairs. Does anyone want to go first?”Sunny's hand shot into the air and she waved it around, eagerly.“I'll go first, Miss Banks!” she offered.“Okay, Sunny.” Miss Banks waved her up. “David, why don't you join her. Both of you come to the front.”Sunny and David made their way to the front of the room and Miss Banks pulled out a blanket, spreading out on the ground.“I'll have you two demonstrate the cowgirl position. Not to be confused with reverse cowgirl, standard cowgirl features the female facing her partner. The two of you may begin.”Sunny smiled at David and pulled him over to the blanket.“Take off your pants, David.” She urged. “And then lay down.”Undoing his pants, David dropped them and stepped out of the legs, yanking his shoes through. Sunny was already kneeling on the blanket and she excitedly patted the spot where she wanted him to lay down. Crouching down, David rolled onto his back and stretched out, his erection already standing straight up in the air. As soon as he was ready, Sunny bent down and engulfed his cock in her mouth. She eagerly slurped down his whole length, taking all of him into her throat. Extending her tongue to lap at his balls, she swirled her soft, pink appendage around on his sack, making him moan.“Class, come gather around so that you can all get a better view.” Miss Banks said.The students all rose from their seats and moved to the front, forming a loose semi-circle around the two students on the ground before them. Not pausing her blowjob, Sunny pulled back to the tip, sucking on his head firmly and inhaling through her nose. Glancing up at David's pleasured face, she gently took one of his hands and brought it to her head. Taking the hint, David placed both of his hands on the back of her long, blonde hair and began to guide her up and down on his dick.Sunny let him take over, pushing and pulling her head to his heart's content, directing the pace and depth of her blowjob. Of course, she didn't need any help to give him a stellar blowjob, but it gave her a thrill to let herself give over control and simply have her mouth used for his pleasure. David gradually became more and more eager. His grip on her tightened and he began to thrust up into her mouth, bumping his crotch into her nose. Having a lot of experience with oral, Sunny took it all in stride. She gagged very sparsely and let her muscles go limp, allowing him to use her like a fleshlight.Not wanting him to finish too quickly, Sunny tapped on his side, signaling for him to let go, and pulled off of him, smiling with saliva covering her chin. Rolling over, she shimmied her stockings and panties down over her long legs and kicked them off. With her wet pussy uncovered, she quickly jumped over to straddle David, who moaned as her hot slit pressed into his shaft. Biting on one of her fingers, Sunny began to grind her lips over his hardon, her juices and spit combining to form a slick mess between them. Raising herself up, she reached down and lifted his cock and guided the tip to her pussy, teasing it against her entrance.His testosterone pumping, David's hands came up to Sunny's wide hips and tightened, surprising her. A second later, she shrieked as he pulled her down, hard, forcing her to bottom out on his cock. David's seven inches were certainly not the largest Sunny had ever taken, but being a cockslut like she was, she loved dicks of all shapes and sizes. That coupled with the sudden shock of being penetrated, and her eyes were rolling back, and she was biting her lower lip as his rock-hard length spread her hole open.Moaning and letting herself adjust to the instantaneous insertion, Sunny threw her long, blonde hair back and began to bounce on David's cock. Her hands found their way up to her chest and she groped her breasts through her shirt, her large bust overflowing her fingers. Tossing back her head to cry out freely, her speed increased, and she moved up and down with more urgency. David's hands gathered up her skirt and pushed it up to her waist, bunching it out of the way so that he could get a clear view of their connection and his cock disappearing into the beautiful blonde.Shifting her hips to adjust the angle of his penis inside of her, Sunny whimpered as his cock slid across her G-spot. Each time that she would come down on him, his tip would poke against her sensitive internal spot, sending electricity through her body. It wasn't long before she was shaking and quivering, right on the cusp of her climax. Another few seconds of slamming her rear down on him, and she went over the edge.Sunny's orgasm was visible and vocal. Her whole body quaked and shook, and she shrieked. Her hands dug into her boobs, squeezing and kneading them tightly. David groaned, feeling her pussy clamp down around him, her muscles spasming and fluttering. Although her timing was off due to the intense sensations, Sunny kept riding him, yipping each time he contacted her G-spot, driving her peak higher and higher.Coming down, panting and her legs now tired, Sunny stopped bouncing and switched to a twerking technique. Her juicy ass shook and jiggled as she worked her hips back and forth, grinding on David's crotch. With this technique and angle, the effect on her G-spot was even more pronounced, and Sunny groaned and gasped with each movement. Even though she had just cum, she could already sense herself climbing the hill towards a second climax.As Sunny's muscles became increasingly worn out from the constant exercise, her speed slowed down, incrementally. Feeling the slower pace and full of energy himself, David decided to take things into his own hands. Reaching up, he wrapped his arms around Sunny's torso, pinning her arms to her sides and pulling her down until her chest was flat against his. Letting out a soft 'oof' as her large breasts squished between them, she relaxed and let him take charge.Holding Sunny tight to his body, David began to thrust up into her. His pelvis powered up off the ground, driving his hard cock into her depths over and over. Sunny gasped into his shoulder, her body limp and helpless as he pinned her against him. He cunt was dripping, and she was incredibly close to another climax. Every stroke felt so good, but there was just something more that she wanted. Something a little extra that would throw her right over the edge. Shifting her head, she looked up at her teacher.“M-Miss Banks…” she panted. “C…Can you spank me? Please…slap my butt. Just once. Please!”Concealing her smile and maintaining a mask of tranquility, Miss Banks walked over, her heels clacking until she reached the blanket. Bending over, her posture accentuating her curvaceous body, she drew back her hand and delivered a firm smack to Sunny's jiggling ass. Sunny cried out and moaned.“Again!” she gasped. “Please!”The second smack sent her over the edge. She screamed and closed her eyes, shaking with her climax. Her mind went blank momentarily and she forgot where she was, until she caught a breath and her eyes rolled back down from in her skull. Sunny's walls clenching down on him was the final straw that broke the camel's back for David. Grunting and tightening his grip on the blonde, he slammed himself to the base and opened the floodgates.Feeling the first hot stream splash inside her, Sunny pressed herself firmly against David's crotch, not even a millimeter separating their pelvises. She bit her lip and shivered, the sensation of being stuffed with steamy boy cum one of her favorites in the entire world. She kept herself pressed into him throughout the duration of their collective orgasm, her internal muscles milking him further into her tight, hot depths.Both of them heaving and basking in the afterglow of their finale, David finally released her from his embrace. Catching her breath for a bit, Sunny raised her hips, whimpering as his softening length slid out of her hole. A stream of semen followed and dripped past her lips onto his waning erection. Licking her lips, Sunny scooted down David's body and breathed in the potent, masculine scent of his arousal. Extending her tongue, she went to work cleaning him up. She licked all along his cock, swallowing down every drop of his cum that had escaped her. Wrapping her lips around him, she slurped down his soft penis, sucking every last bit of their combined juices until he was bare of any remnants of their tryst.Uncrossing her arms, Miss Banks gave a clap, encouraging the other students to join her. They all gave the two of them a round of applause for their performance, making Sunny smile and David blush now that he was in his post-nut clarity. Handing a clean towel from her stock to Sunny, Miss Banks raised an eyebrow.“Very well done!” she praised. “Both of you did excellent. Great start from you Sunny. Your pelvic motions are superb when you're on top and you even cleaned up afterwards. And, David, the way you took control when she got worn out was just beautiful. I'm very impressed by your work. You should both be proud. There is always room to improve, but I think I speak for the whole class when I say that that was a hot performance. The two of you can get cleaned up off to the side while we get our next pair up here. Hum…let's see. Andrea, let's have you and…Chris. You two will be demonstrating the doggy style position.”Andrea's mood soured as she heard that last sentence. Doggy style was the last position she had hoped for. She would have much more preferred some simple missionary or maybe some spooning. Something sensual and evocative of a connection. Hell, even cowgirl would have been better. But doggy style? She hated doggy style. It was so…degrading! Even just the name was demeaning. Doggy style?! What girl wants to be bent over like some animal and rutted as though she were just a bitch. She was way above doing something as debasing as that!Still, not willing to draw the ire of her teacher, Andrea reluctantly stalked out into the center of the blanket and dropped to her hands and knees. After waiting for a minute, she looked back over her shoulder and realized that Miss Banks was standing next to a pants-less Chris, expectantly. Her teacher stared her down with crossed arms and a tapping toe.“Aren't you forgetting something, Miss Andrea?” she demanded.Andrea looked back, confused and unsure what she was talking about. Sighing, Miss Banks lifted a finger and traced the outline of her immaculate, red lips before pointing to Chris's erect penis. Realization dawned on Andrea and her mood darkened even further as she remembered that she was expected to prepare Chris to fuck her.She spun around on her knees and Chris stepped up to her, his cock bobbing and striking her face, making her flinch. Tentatively taking his dick in her tiny hand, Andrea pulled it down to where her mouth could reach it and she wrapped her lips around it. Still pathetic at performing oral, Andrea was a far stretch from what Sunny had accomplished. Fuming at being made to kneel before Chris like some servant, Andrea bobbed her head, rigidly and in an uninspired manner. Her hand lightly rubbed up and down his remaining shaft as she had been chastised neglecting for in her first test, but it was without vigor or skill to speak of.Chris didn't care, though. He could tell that the stuck-up Andrea was hating this, and it made it all the sweeter to feel her mouth around him. He knew that no matter how pitiful her blowjob was, her pussy would be all his momentarily. Miss Banks, however, was not amused. Her eyes narrowed and her brow furrowed. She was about to open up and berate Andrea's performance, but Chris acted first. Placing his palm on Andrea's forehead, he pushed her away and spun her around all in one move, pushing her down until she fell to her elbows.“That's enough of that.” Chris sighed, dropping to a knee behind her.Reaching beneath her skirt, he felt around her waist in a vague attempt to locate the hem of her undergarments. Andrea scowled as she felt him groping and feeling up her butt, but she bit back her anger. A thought coming to him, Chris faked frustration at not being able to locate the top of her stockings. Instead, his fingers grasped the fabric covering her crotch and, with a quick flick of his wrists, he tore the thin material, creating a large hole. Andrea gasped, indignantly, as her stocking were ruined by the brute behind her. She whirled her head around to glare at him over her shoulder, but a look from Miss Banks kept her quiet.Chuckling to himself, Chris pulled her tiny panties to the side and slid his finger over her slit. To his further amusement, she was already moist down there. Despite her hatred of this treatment, she couldn't hide what her body was saying, and it was saying that she liked it. Probing into her with his finger, Chris smirked when he heard her gasp, confirming his suspicions.That was all the invitation he needed. Lining up his cock, he gave a few teasing prods at her lips. On the fourth poke, he kept going and sank his thick cock into her depths. Andrea yipped as he entered her, her tight walls spreading out around him. Inch after inch pushed into her, splitting her wide and making her groan. She had only ever experimented with her fingers and some assorted household items in the past. Chris was far, far bigger than any of those, and she felt it. She couldn't see him, being in the humiliating position that she was in, but he felt positively enormous in her tight, little cunt. Every time she thought he had given her everything he had to give, he would push another inch past her lips, making her yelp.Finally, Andrea felt his tip connect against her cervix and his groin press against her butt, signaling that he was fully inside of her. Andrea felt absolutely stuffed. She was a tiny girl at just five feet tall, and Chris had a truly big dick. She whimpered as he shifted around in her and pulled back, his thick length dragging along her slippery walls until just his bulbous head, which still felt large, was left in her. A cry left her lips as he drove back in, a bit speedier this time, until he smacked into the back of her pussy somewhere deep inside of her.Andrea could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, despite her best efforts not to. Her cheeks flushed with shame at being put in this disgraceful, misogynistic position. Who in their right mind like being fucked like a dog? It's so degrading! Well, Andrea found out that apparently her body like it, because she was drenched from the sensation of Chris's cock sliding in and out of her. Within minutes, she was moaning like a kitten in heat.She yelped as Chris's hand wrapped itself in her hair, yanking her head backwards. How dare he! She wasn't some piece of meat to treat however he wanted! Who did he think he was, pulling her hair like some toy for him to do as he pleased?! That was what the rational part of her mind was thinking. The lustful part, however, was currently overriding any rational thought, and she moaned and shrieked as he used the leverage gained from grabbing her hair to slam into her harder. Shuddering, she slipped over the edge and came.This orgasm was far more intense than any she had achieved through solo masturbation. Her eyes rolled back, and she screamed loudly. Her arms went limp and she would have fallen forward, if not for the handful of hair that Chris had, holding her up by her brown locks. Andrea's entire body shook and trembled, her cunt clenching and convulsing as Chris kept pounding into her, not giving her any respite during her mind-shattering climax. By the end of it, the proud and haughty Andrea was reduced to a drenched, drooling mess.Even as her climax was winding down, Chris began to speed up. Her tight hole felt magnificent around him, especially when she was clenching down during orgasm. Eager to feel her tighten around him all over again, he grasped her hair more firmly, using it to pull her tiny body into his thrusts. Her lower lips gripped him all the way down to the base, physically encouraging him to drive his penis all the more quickly, which her obliged, groaning in satisfaction when he heard Andrea shriek.Spurred on by Chris's increased movements, Andrea's second orgasm arrived less than a minute after the first one. She gasped and moaned, her eyes crossing and her tongue hanging out of her open mouth, dripping saliva down onto the blanket below. Her internal muscles fluttered and spasmed, tightening up her walls around him. She still couldn't believe that she was cumming from being treated like nothing but a cock sleeve, but by now, her brain was way past processing that kind of moral dilemma. Instead, she was busy being overwhelmed by the wave of pleasure that was assaulting her consciousness and steadily driving her crazy.Pushing Andrea's skirt up onto her back, Chris gazed down at her toned rear. She didn't have nearly as much volume to her butt as someone like Sunny or Samantha, but her ass jiggled deliciously with each collision of their hips. Raising his hand, Chris brought his palm down onto her stocking-clad ass, making a loud slap ring out through the classroom which was joined moments later by Andrea's yelp. Her cheek stinging, Andrea shrieked again as she was spanked for the second time. Unable to vocalize her objections in her current state of mind, she just hung there in Chris's grip as he rained down smack after smack onto her rear, drawing more squeaks and yips from her. It was humiliating! It was degrading! It was…incredible?Andrea had been skeptical at best when Sunny had reached orgasm from being spanked by Miss Banks, but now she understood exactly what had taken place. The combination of Chris's engorged cock pummeling into her along with a series of stinging slaps to her butt was a disgraceful yet somehow intoxicating mix. Each successive smack pushed her closer and closer to that third peak, something she had never expected to be possible with a man. After the sixteenth slap, Chris groaned as he felt Andrea tighten up around him again.When orgasm number three struck Andrea, her mind dissolved into jello. She hung there, limply, nothing but putty in Chris's hands, unable to talk or moan or even breathe as her climax tore through her. This was only heightened when she felt a hot rush of liquid splatter her insides, indicating the arrival of Chris's own orgasm. He gripped her hair and waist tightly, holding her against him as he flooded her insides and painted her pussy white with his goo. Every spasm and clamp down of Andrea's walls only served to milk an additional shot of jizz into her snug cunt, as it was biologically engineered to do. If not for their required birth control pills, she would definitely be knocked up several times over from the sheer amount cum that he spewed into her.Andrea's head slumped down onto the blanket when Chris released her hair, cross-eyed and cum drunk. Sighing contentedly, he let go of her hips and pulled out, leaving her frozen and shuddering in her face-down, ass up position. Accepting the towel from Miss Banks, Chris stood and wiped the collective fluids from his cock, drying himself off. Miss Banks walked around and bent over, peering down at Andrea's blank expression, and glazed over eyes. Pulling the girl's panties back in place to contain the cum before it leaked out and fixing her skirt so that her rear was covered, Miss Banks turned to Chris.“Great job, Chris.” She praised. “Unfortunately, it seems Miss Andrea has been fucked silly. If you wouldn't mind, could you please carry her to the back of the room and help her collect her wits? Thank you.”Chris buckled his pants back up and leaned down, grabbing the tiny teen, and scooping her up in his arms. Cradling her small, limp form, he strode to the back of the room to the couch that was located in the back and sat, holding her until the time when she had her mental faculties about her. The students all watched in shock at the state of the normally arrogant, egotistical Andrea until Miss Banks cleared her throat, getting their attention.“So.” She said, looking from face to face. “Who's next?”To be continued..Based on the work of firebird68 for Literotica

Day two of class; the boys get tested.Based on the work of firebird68. listen to the Podcast on Steamy Stories “Hi, Samantha!” Sunny greeted as the black-haired girl entered the room. “How were your morning classes?”“Fine.” Samantha rasped, swiftly walking to her seat, and dropping her bag.“Oh, wow.” Sunny came to stand next to her desk. “You sound terrible! What's wrong?”“Oh, I don't know!” Samantha snapped, turning to face Tanner. “Maybe it's because SOMEONE fucked the ever-living shit out of my throat yesterday.”Tanner just shrugged and lounged in his seat.“Guilty.” He said in a bored tone.“And someone else, held me down while he did it!” she directed this to Andrea.“Oh, stuff it, Morticia!” Andrea retorted. “I just did what I was told to do.”“Yeah, well, it's your turn today, missy.” Samantha grinned fiendishly. “I hope you get the same treatment. I'll even volunteer to hold you down.”She shrunk in her seat and put on a mockingly sweet tone.“Oh, please, Miss Banks! Let me pin Andrea down while she gets her throat reamed out! I would absolutely love to keep her still for you. Will I get extra credit for this?”Andrea just rolled her eyes, but a cold pit was forming in her stomach as she was further reminded that she was, in fact, going to be giving her blowjob first thing today. She maintained her poise and confident exterior, but on the inside, her nerves were tangling themselves in knots, hoping and praying that she didn't get the 'Samantha fuckdown'.Chris and Daniel were the last to enter the classroom. Daniel reached into his bag and pulled out a book, walking it over to Samantha.“You left this in comp class.” He said, placing it on her desk.“Thanks.” She muttered.“Jesus, are you sick or something?” Chris asked. “Why is you voice so sore?”Samantha threw up her hands, exasperated, and curled her fist in front of her face, miming a vigorous blowjob in answer.“Lemon tea and honey!” Sunny snapped her fingers. “I was trying to remember what it was. When I was first starting out with deepthroating, my voice would get all hoarse, too. I found that lemon tea with a tablespoon of honey will fix it right up.”“How am I not surprised that you have a remedy for something like that?” Andrea sniffed.“Well, duh, because I didn't want to be sounding like I'm on my third pack of cigarettes every day.” Sunny replied.Andrea just shook her head in awe of Sunny's airheaded attitude and wondered how someone like her ever managed to get good grades back in high school. Before she could make the rude suggestion that Sunny must be sucking off all her teachers, the door opened, and Miss Banks walked in.“Good morning, class.” She said, setting her briefcase down on the desk. “How's everyone today?”The students all echoed greetings as Miss Banks did a quick headcount to make sure everyone was present.“And Miss Samantha?” she turned to the girl. “How are you feeling this morning?”“Fantastic.” Samantha replied, her voice gravelly.“Great.” Miss Banks smiled. “Well, yesterday I gave the girls an initial examination to test their abilities. Today, I will be testing the boys. But first, of course, before we begin, Andrea, we ran out of time for you to go yesterday so you will be up first today. I'm just waiting for…Oh! Here he is. Perfect, right on time.”A knock came at the door and Miss Banks hurried over to open it. A man entered the room, dressed in a suit and tie. He was tall and handsome, clearly muscular beneath his attire. Some neatly trimmed scruff covered his chin, giving him a rugged businessman appearance.“Great timing!” Miss Banks said. “Glad you were able to make it. Class, this is Rick Boulder. Does anyone happen to know who that is?”She looked around the room, raising an eyebrow when David slowly lifted his hand.“David?” She called on him.“He's a pornstar.” David offered, looking somewhat sheepish.“Very good!” Miss Banks praised. “Yes, I'm sure most of you have seen his performances online. Rick isn't his real name, but that's the pseudonym he uses when in a professional capacity, such as today. As someone in the sexual education industry, I have numerous contacts with on-screen talent and behind the scenes workers in the porn world. Rick has generously volunteered his time today to help us out.”She turned and fixed her gaze on Andrea, who shrunk a bit in her seat.“Miss Andrea.” She addressed her. “Please join us at the front of the room.”Swallowing nervously, Andrea rose from her seat and went to the front to stand there, her hands clasped in front of her.“You'll be performing your examination on Rick.” Miss Banks explained. “I need the male students to be ready for their test afterwards. Go ahead, Rick.”Rock removed his suit jacket and loosened his tie, laying them both on the desk. Unbuttoning his cuffs, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped up to Andrea. Andrea looked up at the imposing man towering her and hesitated, making Miss Banks frown.“Go on, Andrea.” She chastised. “Don't make our guest wait all day. We have much to get done today. Get on your knees.”She strode up behind the girl and put her hands on Andrea's shoulders, gently pushing her down to her knees and joining her by dropping to her knees behind her.“There.” She said. “Now unzip his pants and get started.”Andrea forced her hands to move and fumbled around the crotch of his pants, grasping the zipper and pulling it down. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, she reached her small hand through the opening of his pants and boxers and fished around until her fingers closed on his penis. Bringing it out into the light, her heart sank as she beheld the size of it. It wasn't even hard, yet she could tell it was massive. It gradually grew to life in her fingers until it was at the intimidating size of about ten inches in length, and nearly as thick as her wrist.“Good.” Miss Banks encouraged. “Does he feel fully engorged?”Andrea nodded. She could feel her teacher's large breasts pushing into her back.“All right.” Miss Banks continued. “Then put it in your mouth.”Leaning forward, Andrea tentatively stuck out her tongue, touching it to the tip of Rick's cock. A bead of pre-cum emerged and dripped down onto her tongue. Andrea recoiled, but was surprised to find that the taste wasn't all that terrible at all. Swallowing it down, she leaned back in and wrapped her lips around his head. She could feel Miss Banks soft breath against her ear, watching intently just over her shoulder.“Keep going. A little deeper and add some suction.” She instructed.Andrea moved in, taking more between her lips. She did as she was told and applied some suction to the movement. She didn't really have a reference for this, having never given a blowjob, so she just pretended as though she were trying to drink a thick milkshake through a straw. Of course, in this instance, the milkshake in question was considerably warmer and much more protein rich. She bobbed her head over the tip of Rock's penis, doing her best to perform as she had seen other girls do.“Don't forget to use your hands.” Miss Banks reminded her. “If you can't deepthroat your partner, utilize your hands to manually stimulate the rest of him. Understood?”Andrea nodded with his cock still in her mouth and timidly reached up to wrap her fingers around him. Her slim digits barely managed to encircle his thick girth, making her confidence waver. His size greatly intimidated her. She had only taken the head, but her tiny mouth was almost completely stuffed by that alone. Steeling herself, she pushed forward and slid her lips further down him.She managed to get two inches in before her mouth was full, and the tip was threatening to trip her gag reflex. Her eyes flicked up to Rick's face, which had remained expressionless throughout, before returning her focus and resuming her beginner head-bobbing motion. She knew that she wasn't going to be anywhere near as good as someone like Sunny, that slut, but maybe she could at least keep this from taking all day if she put her back into it.“You're not stroking. Don't simply hold onto him, you need to put some motion into your hand, as well.” Miss Banks said. “Like this.”She reached her arm around Andrea and took hold of her wrist, guiding the teen girl in stroking her hand along the remainder of his length, which was the vast majority of it. After a few strokes, Miss Banks let go of Andrea's wrist, nodding in satisfaction when the girl kept up the action in her absence. Andrea began multitasking, working her hand in tandem with her mouth. Determined, she pushed a bit deeper and taking another half inch past her lips, but immediately flinched and gagged when the tip tickled her uvula.Withdrawing to cough, she sniffled and blinked the forming tears back, before moving in to recapture the head. She worked as best as she could, but refrained from pushing any deeper than two inches, fearful of choking again. As the minutes ticked by, Andrea's jaw and arm started getting increasingly tired. After ten minutes, Miss Banks could tell that this was getting nowhere and tapped Andrea on the shoulder, signaling her to stop.“Okay, we have a clear baseline.” She noted. “You're definitely as beginner as they come. We will have a lot of work to do in the coming semester. In the meantime, we can't waste the whole class on this, so I'll finish Rick off for a little demonstration. Move over and watch carefully, okay?”Andrea nodded, relieved that she was done, and shuffled to the side, clearing room for her teacher to move forward. In one smooth motion, she dipped her head down and captured the tip between her lips and swallowed it to the base. Andrea gaped in shock as the massive cock disappeared into her mouth and without so much as a peep from Miss Banks' gag reflex.Moaning and focusing on cumming as quickly as possible so that she could get on with her class, Rick dropped his hand to rest on her head. He thrust in gently to meet her movements, her nose connecting with his naval each time. Whenever she withdrew until the head was all that remained in her mouth, Andrea could see her nostrils flare slightly, denoting her expert breath control. It reminded the teen of an Olympic swimmer that perfectly timed their breaths while in the pool.Gripping his muscular gluts, Miss Banks pulled him into her on every stroke, drawing him closer and closer to completion. It didn't take long before Andrea saw his shaft flex and his balls twitch, signaling his orgasm. Feeling the first shot of cum splash against her tongue, Miss Banks quickly swallowed it and then buried the whole shaft down her throat. She expertly worked her throat muscles to draw out every last drop of jizz that he had to give to her, sending it straight into her stomach. When his orgasm finally petered out, she slowly pulled back, her lips sealed tightly to clean him along the way, and finished by sucking on his head, nursing the last drips from him, and swallowing them as well.When she released him from her lips, she looked perfect and proper. Andrea couldn't see any signs of the impressive deepthroating she had just performed. Her chin was completely dry of saliva and her makeup was free of tear streaks. Even her bright red lipstick was barely smudged. Rick pulled out a small mirror from his pocket and handed it to Miss Banks, who checked her appearance to be sure she was professional. Fixing one stray strand of brown hair that had escaped her tight bun, she handed the mirror back to him and rose, gesturing for Andrea to do the same.“I hope you were watching closely.” She told the girl. “I'll be working with you on your oral skills throughout the term. You need a lot of help in this department. You may return to your seat. Don't forget to thank our guest.”Andrea thanked Rick, who smiled kindly at her, and hurried back to her seat. Sunny leaned toward her when she sat down.“Wow, that was a huge cock!” she whispered.“I know. Shut up.” Andrea hissed back.“What did it taste like?” Sunny ignored her request. “Did you count how many ropes he pumped into Miss Banks? God, she is so good at that. I hope I'm that good one day.”“Yeah, I get it.” Andrea retorted. “You're a slut. Now shut up, please.”“Ladies.” They both straightened and closed their mouths as Miss Banks returned from showing Rick to the door. “Is there an issue?”“No, Miss Banks.” They spoke in tandem.“Good. In that case, it's time to move on to the boys. I want to get an idea of your stamina, so I will be giving all of you handjobs until completion. I don't expect you to last long. My skill is considerably higher than any girlfriend you'll ever have. However, this will give me a reference point for later in the semester. Tanner, since you went last yesterday, how about we start with you. Please join me.”Miss Banks walked behind her desk and retrieved her chair, wheeling it out into the open, patting it and indicating for him to sit. Tanner sat in the chair and waited as his teacher went back to her desk and opened a drawer, pulling out a plastic tube of lubricant. Returning to him, she swiveled the chair to give the class a side profile of the demonstration and knelt in front of him.“Girls, just because this is for the males, doesn't mean you can zone out.” She said. “I want you all paying close attention to what I do. Take notes if you need to. First off, I would recommend you all get something like this.”She held up the bottle of lube to show the class.“This is a flavored lubricant.” She explained. “Unless your partner requests to finish somewhere on your body, you should always be taking his load internally. In the case of a handjob, that means you are expected to swallow. A flavored lubricant is always preferable to unflavored. This one is strawberry, but you can purchase any flavor or brand of your choice.”Unzipping Tanner's pants and undoing his belt, she slid them down his legs until they were bunched around his calves, letting his growing cock spring into view. A low hum emanated from Sunny as she caught sight of it again, enamored by his nine-and-a-half-inch length. Miss Banks grasped his dick and hefted it straight up, pointing it towards the ceiling. Popping open the bottle of lube, she poured a generous portion onto his tip, watching as it cascaded down the sides of his erection.When she had enough, she began working her hand and spreading around the slippery, viscous fluid until it covered his whole shaft. Tanner grunted in pleasure when she began to stroke in earnest. True to her word, she was an extraordinary sexual talent. Her strong fingers squeezed him, riding the line between gentle and firm at just the right amount. Her hand slid up and down his length at a steady pace, caressing and rubbing him from tip to base. Each time she crested his head, her thumb swirled around it expertly before massaging his glans on the way back down.Reaching between his legs with her other hand, Miss Banks closed her fingers around his heavy balls and started to massage them as well. Her deft digits flitted around his orbs, fondling and squeezing them gently, making him groan. Her hands worked perfectly in tandem, never interfering with the work of the other. While one jacked and rubbed his stiff cock, the other manipulated his balls. She stopped squeezing both and alternated to one at a time, focusing on one first and then moving to the other shortly after.Changing up her method, she dropped his balls altogether and brought that hand to join the other on his penis. She closed both hands around his shaft and used them to simultaneously jack his length. All ten of her fingers skillfully rubbed along his skin, edging him closer to his climax. She twisted and rotated her hands in opposing directions as they rose and fell throughout the course of the handjob. She could feel his legs shaking and trembling as he tried to hold out as long as possible, but she knew it was only a matter of time. He had no chance to withstand her ministrations for much longer.Sure enough, a few minutes later, she spotted his balls twitch and hurriedly swooped down to capture the head of his cock in her mouth milliseconds before he erupted like a geyser into her. She stopped her twisting motion, opting for a simple jerking method as he came into her mouth. Continuously swallowing his load as he filled her mouth, her hands worked in unison to heighten his orgasm and draw as much cum as possible from his balls. His payload was copious and plentiful, impressing Miss Banks with its quantity as she quickly gulped it all down.When his climax began to falter and his shots became smaller and smaller until it was just a trickle, she slowed her hands down to no more than a crawl, careful not to overstimulate him, and ultimately stopping moving altogether. Her lips suctioned tightly around him, pulling every last drop of his orgasm out and sending it to join the rest in her stomach. With one final stroke from his base to his tip that squeezed the final bead of cum out and onto her tongue, she released him from her oral grip with a pop and let go of his wilting hard-on to glance at the clock.“Ten minutes.” She noted. “Almost eleven. Very impressive, Tanner. Not many men can last that long from my handjobs. Well done. Sunny.”The blonde broke her stare off of Tanner's dick and snapped her attention to her teacher.“Yes, Miss Banks.” She answered.“Go into the top left drawer of my desk.” She instructed. “There's a stack of hand towels in there. Take four and go back to Tanner's desk wi

Mikel Arteta is whinging again, and it's getting on everyone's nerves. On today's podcast Niall, Marley and Joel discuss the FA Cup clash between Arsenal and Manchester United at the Emirates, including why the Gunners gaffer is under some pressure. Plus the boys talk Moyes' return to Everton and if Big Ange is also feeling the heat at Spurs. Keep up to date with us on our socials here: Twitter: https://twitter.com/FSDPod Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sportsocialofficial/ Telegram Group: https://t.me/FootballSocial Niall: https://x.com/niallmccaughan Joel: https://x.com/JoelTudor00 Marley: https://x.com/91Marley Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

This week Gemma and Andy "help" you celebrate Christmas in the only way they can, by MOANING! lol. Very Pet centric episode, introducing the new puppy Roy, Gemma talks about her friends who visited from Australia. Codswallop's about health & when company's DO NOT refund you the money that is owed... and so much more. BE SURE TO LOOK OUT FOR THAT BLUE MOON.  As you guys don't really read this part, why not just dust off the earbuds and get to listening... MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM ALL OF US AT TALKING CODSWALLOP PODCAST!  TeePublic Store: https://www.teepublic.com/stores/talking-codswallop-podcast?ref_id=36335 Talking Codswallop can be found on ALL social media: @CodswallopPod and we are on YOUTUBE too!!! :)   Talking Codswallop is NOW part of the UNFILTERED Studios. Find out more about them here: unfpod.com & help support INDIE podcasts. 

Wanted To Serve Her Divorce Papers. Wife Was Moaning So Loud That I Heard Her At The Hotel EntranceBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/true-cheating-wives-and-girlfriends-stories-2024-true-cheating-stories-podcast--5689182/support.

LOST FOOTAGE FROM THE OLYMPICS!! They tried to scrub this from the internet, but we have recovered a full 26 minutes from the first ever male moaning event at the Paris 2024 Olympics. All these extremely gifted athletes worked TOO DAMN HARD for you not to hear their extremely lewd and delightful performances.Okay for real loves, making this audio was such an amazing experience and I wanna cry bc so many of my fav VA's agreed to participate. So lets give credit where credit is due... In the order you will hear them, our moaning competitors are... drumroll please...u/Masami_VAu/BrokenJedi78u/EtherealDarkYTu/NerdyGaymerGuyTyco_VAu/BadFantasyASMRPlaying the sports broadcasters are myself (Dolph) and u/SammyMarx**,** who also co-wrote the script with me. Sammy baby, it was so fun bouncing ideas off you and watching this bizarre audio grow limbs.My Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/dolphsparlorCome chat with me!X: @dolphsparlorReddit: u/Podcastingworld

LOST FOOTAGE FROM THE OLYMPICS!! They tried to scrub this from the internet, but we have recovered a full 26 minutes from the first ever male moaning event at the Paris 2024 Olympics. All these extremely gifted athletes worked TOO DAMN HARD for you not to hear their extremely lewd and delightful performances.Okay for real loves, making this audio was such an amazing experience and I wanna cry bc so many of my fav VA's agreed to participate. So lets give credit where credit is due... In the order you will hear them, our moaning competitors are... drumroll please...u/Masami_VAu/BrokenJedi78u/EtherealDarkYTu/NerdyGaymerGuyTyco_VAu/BadFantasyASMRPlaying the sports broadcasters are myself (Dolph) and u/SammyMarx**,** who also co-wrote the script with me. Sammy baby, it was so fun bouncing ideas off you and watching this bizarre audio grow limbs.My Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/dolphsparlorCome chat with me!X: @dolphsparlorReddit: u/Podcastingworld

(music) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(music) (5 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(no music) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(no music) (5 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(music) (10 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(no music) (10 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(no music) (5 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(music) (5 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(music) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(music) (10 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(no music) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(no music) (5 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

(no music) (10 Hours) #1229 No Trivia, Just Moaning - Let Me Bore You To Sleep (5th November 2024) by Jason Newland

Welcome, whores! It's another Sunday Service, and we hope you are sweating. You're listening to the preview, for the full TEA subscribe to the Patreon! This week Carly and I are bitching and moaning (what else is new) about the stressful weeks we've had, why we actually secretly hate tr*nnies, and more. This is officially the last recording of the pod that I (Carmen) will be making with my old face, the clocky one I've endured for the past 31 years, SHE'S GETTING SNATCHED ON MONDAY MORNING! Prayers up!!! Carly has her consult for the very same thing, on the very same day, the stars are aligned. And we FINALLY have some voicemails, so stick around till the end for those, thank you for calling in! Call in to be featured next Sunday! Loveline: (678) 460-6253 call us to be featured on Sunday's episode! Thank you so much to our Patreon subscribers, we love you! Intro: Staring Back- Siouxsie and The Banshees Outro: Return - Siouxsie and The Banshees Find the dolls over on Instagram: @Tr4nbie, @TheCarmenLaurent & @DivaDownPod

Volvemos a sobrevolar las valijas de Immediate Records, la disquera británica fundada por Andrew Loog Oldham. Un catálogo perfecto para mostrar la evolución y revolución que vivió la música en sus formas y sonidos a lo largo de la segunda mitad de los años 60, cuando los avances en las técnicas de grabación sumados a las inquietudes y ganas de experimentación llevaron a curiosas innovaciones. Nos centramos en singles editados entre 1967 y 1968.Playlist;(sintonía) LES FLEUR DE LYS “Wait for me”SMALL FACES “Itchycoo Park”SMALL FACES “I’m only dreaming”SMALL FACES “Tin soldier”SMALL FACES “I feel much better”BILLY NICHOLS “Would you believe”BILLY NICHOLS “Daytime girl”MARQUIS OF KENSINGTON “The changing of the guard”MARQUIS OF KENSINGTON “Reverse thrust”CHRIS FARLOW “Moaning”CHRIS FARLOW “What have I been doing”WARM SOUNDS “Sticks and stones”P.P. ARNOLD “If you see what I mean”P.P. ARNOLD “The time has come”P.P. ARNOLD “If you think you're groovy”THE NICE “The thoughts of Emerlist Davjack”THE NICE “America” Escuchar audio

On this week's Talkhouse episode we've got a pair of talented musicians in a chummy chat about making songs and making a life while making songs. It's Melina Duterte, aka. Jay Som, and Pascal Stevenson, aka. Fashion Club. Stevenson just released the second Fashion Club album, A Love You Cannot Shake, but it's different enough than the first that it almost feels like a debut. That surely has something to do with the fact that it's the first Fashion Club music since Stevenson's gender transition; there's a genre freedom that wasn't as evident on the first one, which felt a bit closer to Stevenson's indie-leaning band Moaning. A Love You Cannot Shake clearly honors big pop music but it frequently swerves before giving into any obvious trappings. She found some fantastic guests to add to the sideways fun, too, including Talkhouse Podcast alumni Perfume Genius and Julie Byrne as well as the other half of today's conversation, Jay Som. Now Jay Som made a splash with her first couple of bedroom-pop albums in 2015 and 2016, and though she hasn't released a new album since 2019's fantastic Anak Ko, she's been busy nonetheless, both starting some new projects, producing for other musicians, and playing bass for the indie-rock supergroup Boygenius. She's been working on new material of her own as well, and she had a song on the soundtrack to the critically acclaimed movie I Saw the TV Glow alongside like-minded artists like Caroline Polachek and The Weather Station. And of course there's her contribution to the Fashion Club record, “Ghost.” Check out that song right here. In this lively conversation, Stevenson and Duterte chat about songwriting, including Stevenson's tendency to start with the biggest parts and Duterte's opinion on what constitutes a “treat” while you're producing. They tell each other toward the end of the conversation which pop star they'd most like to write for, and we learn that Stevenson's specialty is what she calls “fucked-up ballads.” Enjoy. 0:00 – Intro 2:20 – Start of the chat 4:45 – On Fashion Club's album, A Love You Cannot Shake 9:20 – Melina loves Pascal's record 13:30 – Contrasting approaches to songwriting 16:36 – "Everyone's a little different when it comes to what I call 'treats'" 31:36 – "Do you think it's easier now to become a producer?" Thanks for listening to the Talkhouse Podcast, and thanks to Pascal Stevenson and Melina Duterte for chatting. If you liked what you heard, please follow Talkhouse on your favorite podcasting platform, and check out all the great stuff at Talkhouse.com. This episode was produced by Myron Kaplan, and the Talkhouse theme is composed and performed by the Range. See you next time! This episode is brought to you by DistroKid. DistroKid makes music distribution fun and easy with unlimited uploads and artists keep 100% of their royalties and earnings. To learn more and get 30% off your first year's membership, visit: distrokid.com/vip/talkhouse

10 - 23 - 24 FACIAL NAP AND MASSAGE MOANING by Maine's Coast 93.1

The start of today's podcast gets a little serious as Terry seeks help and approval from Shari as he's about to embark on a big life change. They also discuss their very different thoughts on haters and a super sexy Dear Dumbs email.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week its just the Storm and Smarms show as the two of them make bad choices like... record in the middle of the afternoon? And attempt to talk some form of Hearthstone and fail wildly. So instead we talk about the hottest cards in Hearthstone?   Logo Created By: Nate Wolfe. Modifications by Gingersaurous Theme Song By: Se7enist. https://open.spotify.com/artist/5kmsQa4jBfiUwWLqOp64GX? You can buy merch here: https://blizzlet.myspreadshop.com/all

Bar Talk (our recommendations):Jessica is reading The Gunslinger by Stephen King; drinking a PBR shandy, baby.Damien is reading Chlorine by Jade Song; drinking Maine Beer Company's Dinner DIPA.Ryan is watching Exhuma (2024; dir. Jang Jae-hyun); drinking the Balvenie 14 yr, Caribbean Cask finish.If you liked this week's story, watch The Apostle (2018; dir. Gareth Evans).Up next: The Guardian of Mystery Island by Edmond NolciniSpecial thank you to Dr Blake Brandes for our Whiskey and the Weird music! Like, rate, and follow! Check us out @whiskeyandtheweird on Instagram, Threads & Facebook, and at whiskeyandtheweird.com

We welcome you back to another episode of Upstairs Neighbors! Today your neighbors are listening to the neigbborhoods hookup stories...and let's just say we have a group of survivors. Moaning in British? Yeah...buckle in this is going to be a crazy one.  Video Available on our Youtube Channel Upstairs Neighbors Podcast ☆ IG: @upstairsneighborspod  Tiktok: @upstairsneighborspod Follow our hosts:  Maya IG: Mayamoto_ Maya Tik Tok: Mayahasatiktok Dom IG: Domrobxrts Dom Tiktok: Domnotateenmom  

In this episode of the Brilliant Idiots, Charlamagne Tha God and Andrew Schulz discuss various topics including the desensitization to current events, the role of politicians, and the upcoming 2024 election. They also touch on the recent Secret Service hearing mentioning Charlamagne's name, the impact of Hulk Hogan's racist comments, and the potential matchup between Kamala Harris and Donald Trump. The conversation explores the need for authentic and charismatic leaders in politics and the importance of addressing issues such as reproductive rights and criminal justice reform. They discuss various topics including the love for dick, moaning, prostate exams, Kamala Harris, and the concept of cults in religion. Charlamagne Tha God discusses his thoughts on Elliot Wilson and his placement in the top 25 hip-hop power rankings, and more… Chapters 00:00 The Normalization of Chaos 18:41 Authenticity and Charisma in Politics 28:27 The Potential Kamala Harris vs. Donald Trump Matchup 33:02 Addressing Reproductive Rights and Criminal Justice Reform 39:29 Holding Public Figures Accountable 41:16 Love, Moaning, and Prostate Exams 49:44 Cults in Religion and Christianity 53:26 Kamala Harris and Lived Experiences 59:45 Brittany Griner's Baby and Family Feud 01:19:25 Ranking the Greatest Rappers 01:56:26 Questioning Elliot Wilson's Placement ************************************ Sponsor Brilliant Idiots: https://public.liveread.io/media-kit/brilliant-idiots Get Honest or Die Lying Why Small Talk Sucks By Charlamagne Tha God https://a.co/d/gpFlOol Check out Andrew Schulz www.theandrewschulz.com Alice Randall "My Black Country" Out Now! https://a.co/d/1VTFp9i Check out all the podcast on Charlamagne's "Black Effect Network" https://blackeffect.com Check Out "Summer Of 85" on Audible www.audible.com/pd/Summer-of-85-A…areTest=TestShare TaylorMade-It Production Contact: Taylormadeitprod@gmail.com