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Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 4 The House. Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. The pounding on the front door echoed through the house again, and I literally fell out of the bed trying to disentangle my foot from the mess of the sheets. Erica and I had stumbled inside late as fuck, trying to be quiet and not wake up Leo and Dani, and now I could see we'd tracked in dirt and grass with us. The sheets were filthy. I got shorts on and stood, shaking Erica by the shoulder. "What?" she groaned. "Someone is at the door, and it's sun up. The worker might need to start working. I'll close the door and give you as much time as I can, but could you at least put on a top in case anyone pops in here by accident?" "Let 'em look," Erica grunted. "What happened to those being my tits, and mine alone?" I grinned. "..... Fine," she said and held up a hand in the air. I found her a shirt and put it in her hand, and she started trying to get it on without lifting her head from the pillow or opening her eyes. I shut the bedroom door behind me and met up with Leo in the hallway; he was only slightly more dressed than I was, with a single sock and an undershirt over his shorts. "Mornin'" he grunted. "Yep," I said, and we headed for the door. When I opened it I was expecting Vanessa and her big 'gorilla' work crew, but instead it was Agent Sourpuss. It was even earlier in the day than I had expected. "What took you two so long?" she said, sneering at the two of us. "Never mind, come with me." She started walking around the house, so Leo and I followed barefoot. Just as we were stepping out and shutting the front door, the crew vans started pulling in, ferrying the surveyors and workers. A few of them called and waved, taunting us for looking like we were getting called to the Principal's office. "We have solved the temporary housing issue for you two," Agent Sourpuss said as we rounded the corner, and she presented us with the new additions to the backyard. Hunkered up next to the two sea cans that all of our stuff was being loaded into for storage were two brand new, state-of-the-art, still gleaming chrome and white from the lot, RVs. The two fuckers were huge. I had no idea how anyone other than an 18-wheeler truck driver could pilot one of them. They had to be worth at least a couple hundred thousand dollars each. "God damn," I said, coming awake. "One for each of us?" Leo asked. "You and your partners," the Agent said. "Follow me." We did, crossing the backyard as the Agent told us that we would need to be ready to move them at a moment's notice; our presence couldn't be allowed to slow down the construction process. We were also in charge of maintaining them, and organizing with the construction general manager when they arrived on site to make sure they were getting properly emptied (the septic) and filled (the fuel). "Mr. Lacoste, you have the one on the left," the Agent said, handing a set of keys to Leo. He actually giggled with glee, taking the keys and darting to his new home. "Mr. Black, yours is clearly the right. As is your new partner waiting for you inside," she said. I blinked. "I'm sorry, what?" "Your second partner drove with us this morning. She's waiting inside for you and is ready for imprinting. I suggest not making her wait too long." Agent Sourpuss then began to walk away, back to her car at the front of the house. "Wait, wait, wait," I said, following her. "I already have a partner. Erica and I are bonded or whatever." "Not how it works, Mr. Black," the Agent said, still walking. "You're rated at Tier Four, and you must have been somewhat open to a non-monogamous relationship, as is Miss Lacoste. Your new partner is suited to the two of you. You shouldn't keep her waiting." There wasn't any stopping her, so I diverted and headed back into the house. "Erica!" I called, heading for the stairs. "What?" she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes but coming out of my room dressed in my shirt from last night, and a pair of her shorts. "The Agent just dropped off the big ass RVs we're living in," I said. "And a woman who I'm supposed to bond with." "Oh, shit. That was fast," she said. "What do you mean, that was fast?" I asked. "You knew about this?" "I mean, they said at the information seminar that it was possible people would begin getting partnered into existing relationships based on the matchmaking and available matches," Erica said. We were heading down the stairs again. "I assumed since I'm Bi, and you're a guy, it wouldn't be unlikely we'd get someone else eventually. I didn't think it would be day three, obviously. Why would this person pick us over a single guy?" We got outside and to the RV, and I knocked. "It's open," called a voice. It was light and feminine, but with a distinct accent. I opened the door and mounted the steps, stopping when I saw the woman within, only for Erica to push me the rest of the way up so she could see as well. She was dark blonde, almost brunette, and her hair hung in waves down just past her shoulders. The woman was slight, and obviously so because all she was wearing was lingerie made up of thin mesh through which I could see her rosy pink nipples on her smallish tits, and lots of buckles for straps. The right side of her body was fresh and clean, though down the center of her abdomen, from under her chin all the way to her pubic mound, was a thin black line of a tattoo splitting her in half. On the left side of that tattoo her body was designed with black ink in floral tribal patterns, fleur-de-lis motifs and other designs. She was smiling demurely despite her dress and the fact that she was lounging in the sitting area of the RV, her legs splayed as she absently rubbed her twat through her mesh thong. "Bonjour," she said, grinning even brighter as Erica followed me in. Her accent was distinctly French Canadian and she couldn't be older than twenty-three. "My name is Ivy Gauthier, and I was expecting just a cock, but I am more than happy to make Mommy happy too if she wants to sit on my face." "Fuck," Erica said, and looked at me. "Can we keep her?" Ivy Erica, as usual, took to the rapidly changing social situation a little faster than I did. "So you're sure about all of this?" she asked the girl, Ivy. We were sitting in the lounge area of the RV that the government had delivered to us that morning. "Well, it is too late for me to back out now," Ivy said. She was French Canadian, with that very specific Quebecois accent that extended vowels and clipped some consonants. I only really knew the difference between hers and a traditional French-from-France accent because I'd once drank with a unit of French soldiers while I was deployed in Germany. "I have already been poked with the needles. I chose Harrison because he reminded me of a sexy version of the boys I grew up with in the north of Quebec. Very sexy lumberjack, yes?" Erica smirked, glancing at me and patting my knee. "Yes, very sexy woodsman." "As I said, I was not expecting a sexy woman as well, but I am the bisexual," Ivy continued. "In fact, Erica, you are very much my type." "And what type is that?" Erica asked. Ivy grinned but blushed, biting her lip for a moment as if she were embarrassed, but I could see the hunger in her big, expressive eyes. "Most girls in my job, they have what you call the 'Daddy Issues', yes? Well, my father made many mistakes, but was always very good to my sister et moil. An ex I have, she said I have 'Mommy Issues' instead. I like strong women, older than me, with tits and ass like yours." The little minx actually reached out and caressed the side of Erica's tit when she said it. "What job is it you've been working?" I asked, though I had a feeling I knew the general field. "I am a dancer," Ivy said, turning back to me and looking all the world like a worried teenager, rather than the seductive woman clad in mesh lingerie that was sitting between Erica and me. "I hope that is not so bad to you, Harrison. I know some men, they think it means I am dirty or spoiled. But I am not." Then she got another little lascivious smirk as she tilted her chin down looking up at you through her lashes. "Well, I could also be a very dirty girl for the right man. Or woman." She touched Erica's leg without looking. "Okay, seriously Ivy," I said. "Unless this is really who you are, and who you want to be, you can tone down the seduction. Erica and I aren't going to turn you away, but you have got to be real with us." Ivy frowned, and it was like she went through a little transformation as she absorbed what I said and metabolized it. She bit the inside of her cheek for a moment, then nodded and stood up, crossed to the murphy table that was in the kitchenette and pulled a robe I hadn't even noticed from where it was hanging. She wrapped it around herself quickly and then sat back down. "I am sorry," she said. "I am; this vaccine is making me very horny. I did not know what to expect, yes? I thought it best to treat you like private clients." "Oh, sweetie," Erica sighed. "I know. The nervousness, that little itch all over?" Ivy nodded. "Maybe let's start from the beginning," I suggested. "Just be honest with us." "I was being honest," Ivy said. "My name is Ivy Gauthier, I was born in a little town in northern Quebec and raised by my father and grandmother, along with my sister. I am an exotic dancer. I started in Montreal, and decided to try and do a tour of the USA. My visa was running out when the Quarantine happened. They said it would not be a problem if I took the experimental vaccine." "Wait, hold on," I said. "Fuck. Would you have taken the vaccine if you weren't worried about your visa?" Ivy thought about it and then shrugged. "I don't know? Maybe? I never had to think about it without the visa on the table." "This is fucked up," I said. "And it's too late to change anything," Erica said. "Harri, you know it's too late." "I know," I grunted. "But that doesn't mean I have to like it." "And you know if it's not you, it'll be someone else." I took in a long breath and nodded. "Ivy, I assume you went through the whole set of meetings and videos that Erica did, but I just have to ask; are you absolutely sure you want this?" Ivy pursed her lips, looking between Erica and me. Her hands were in her lap, most of her tattoos covered by the worn, velvet red robe she was wearing. She looked younger and older at the same time. She ended up looking to Erica. "Is he a good man?" "The best," Erica said immediately. "And is she a good woman?" Ivy asked me. I took Erica's hand in mine. "Better than anyone could ever deserve." "Then I am fine with this," Ivy said. "It is the end of the world, oui? Why should I not be with two sexy people who love each other, and will share their bed with me?" Erica laughed. "Well, she's direct." "Alright. You know what the next steps are?" I asked Ivy. "You fuck me, and I will become your; how did they say.? Umm, bonded something?" "We haven't figured out the right word yet either," Erica said. "For now, it might be easiest if you're just our fuckbuddy." "I like this," Ivy said. "You two are a couple, and I will be your fuckbuddy." The way she said it made it sound a little sillier, a little naughtier. This girl would have been dangerous if Erica and I weren't in the current situation. "You have some time," I said. "Would you rather wait a bit, or do it now?" "Now," Ivy said. "I would very much like to taste you, Erica. While Harrison fucks my ass." "Wow, that's very hot and specific," Erica said. Ivy smiled. "I am what you would say is an 'Anal Queen.' My father, he had children with three different women. It made me afraid of pregnancy, so I learned as a girl to prefer it in my butt." "Well, I guess you're getting to crush some ass, babe," Erica said, smirking and then kissing me on the cheek. "Hey, you know what?" I asked. "However you want it, Ivy, I'm happy to provide. Is there anything else you'd like us to know before we go to the bed?" Ivy stood up, slipping the robe back off of her and hanging it back up. "I can be very loud," she said. "Just a warning. And I like many things, but this time, I think we keep it to a simple threesome, yes? I will suck cock and eat cunt, and I would very much like to be fingered, and fucked in the ass." "So simple," Erica chuckled. "Ivy, I think Harrison is still a little hesitant; he is a natural protector, so don't think he's timid. He's just worried and doesn't want to take advantage." "Oh," Ivy said, looking at me for a moment with a cocked head, taking my measure. "Now I; Okay, yes, I understand." She came forward and pushed me back by the shoulders until I was sitting fully upright on the cushioned bench seat instead of leaning forward. Then she crawled into my lap, on her knees with them outside my legs, and sat her perky bum on my legs. "Harrison, I have told you I think you are sexy, yes? Well here, I will prove it." She took my hand and brought my fingers to her lips, taking my pointer and middle fingers and sucking on them lewdly, then bringing them down between us to her crotch. She pulled the mesh panties aside and put my fingers against her hole and pivoted, taking my two thick fingers into her clenching cunt. "I want to fuck you. And I will tell you another thing about me; I like a man who takes me how he wants. Throw me on the bed, put my legs behind my head. Make me your little pretzel girl as you fuck my ass. I am sure I will love this 'big brother' you in time, too. But I need you first to be my man." Then she kissed me, grinding on my fingers. I breathed in through my nose, and she pressed her chest against mine, and I reached around her with the hand that wasn't busy at her cunt and grabbed her ass firmly. "Umm, yes," she mumbled into my mouth. "Like that." "God, I hope I didn't look that fucking horny when I kissed you that first time," Erica said. She was still sitting on the other end of the L-shaped bench from us, watching me get frenched by the little French minx who had just fallen into our lives. I pulled back from the kiss, and Ivy looked at me with concern, searching my face. "Go kiss Erica," I said. She grinned and slipped from my lap, my fingers leaving her cunt, and slid right onto Erica's lap and pulled my girlfriend into a hard kiss as their disproportionate tits pressed together. Erica was much bustier than Ivy, though the younger woman's figure was just as sexy. As they started to make out I stood up, walking to the back of the RV and surveying the space. The back of the vehicle was dominated by the bedroom, which had what looked like a bed that was too big for the space. I pulled the blanket and top sheet off of it, knowing how Erica had a tendency to leave wet spots after fucking, and then kicked off my boots and returned to the women. "Alright, come here," I said, and lifted Ivy off of Erica and tossed her over my shoulder so I was carrying her ass forward. She howled a laugh, kicking her legs, and I offered Erica my other hand up. "She is going to be a lot of fun," Erica said. "I know," I said. "But I need to ask you, too. Is this what you want?" Erica smiled, almost sadly, and shrugged. "I told you I'd introduce you to a lot of strippers. I just didn't know it would happen so fast. Like she said, it's the end of the world, at least as we know it. Why not?" I nodded, and then bounced Ivy on my shoulder and gave her a soft spank on the butt. "What are you giggling so hard for?" "Nothing," she said. "Everything." "Crazy French girl," I said, and carried her to the end of the RV and tossed her on the bed like she wanted. She landed and immediately twisted and turned, biting her lip as she positioned herself on her stomach, looking at me eagerly as she slowly kicked her legs and her little bum bounced, humping the air a little. "Oh, I think she wants to suck your cock," Erica said, coming up behind me and resting her cheek on my shoulder. She reached around my waist and started lowering my shorts. "Is that what you want, Ivy?" Ivy nodded, grinning. "Well, I've got a surprise for a naughty girl. You are very lucky, because you picked a man who happens to have a very nice, fat cock." Erica said, and dropped my shorts, letting my mostly-hard cock out. "Oh, fuck," Ivy said, her eyes going happily large. "It is a very good cock." She looked up at Erica. "May I please suck the very good cock?" "Good manners," Erica said. "Yes, Ivy, you may suck Harrison. But from now on you should call it his fat cock." "Yes, mo" the rest of what she was saying became garbled as she leaned forward and spoke with the head of my cock between her lips, and came. She hadn't been expecting it, and her legs started to kick as she tensed up and pulled away from my cock, lowering her face to the bed. Then her body released all its tension and she sucked in a deep, ragged breath. "Woah!" she exhaled, loud and wordless, as a second wave of the orgasm passed through her. Erica reached around and ran her fingers through Ivy's hair as the smaller, younger woman rode a third and final wave of the vaccine-induced orgasm. She was left panting, and rolled over onto her back and looked back up at us in confusion and what looked like drunken delight. "What was that? I have never come so fast," she said in wonder "Didn't they tell you to expect that?" Erica asked. Ivy shook her head. "Huh, that's weird. They told my group," Erica said. "That was the imprinting process starting. Can you feel that ache, down in your clit? That's the vaccine too. Soon you'll feel it on your tongue, aching to get Harri's come anywhere you can inside you." "I already wanted this," Ivy said, her grin not slipping. She rolled back over onto her stomach and opened her mouth, but then hesitated. "Does this,” "No," I said, "Not every time." "Too bad, but also good," Ivy said. "It would be very hard to suck your cock if this happened every time." Then she took me back into her mouth and began bobbing her head quickly. I had a feeling she was actually a brunette and dyed her hair up to the dirty blonde she wore it. The dark undertones were more real than the light ones. Erica came around me now and slipped out of her shorts, going down to her panties and my shirt she'd been wearing, and got on her knees on the bed next to Ivy. She sat tall, and I kissed her as Ivy suckled on my cock. "Enjoy yourself, babe," Erica assured me. "We both want this." I raised an eyebrow and reached around her, grabbing her meatier ass. "You don't need to keep reassuring me, E. Or does 'mommy' need a good seeing to as well?" "Oh, I always need a good seeing to," Erica grinned. She started to lower down slowly, maintaining eye contact with me. "But first I think I need to make sure our naughty girl here knows how to treat you properly. Let me see you suck his cock, Ivy." Ivy beamed up at me, eyes flicking between my face and Erica's as the older woman leaned close. "Good, really slobber on that cock," Erica said softly, stroking Ivy's hair. "It's going to be cracking that cute little ass of yours open soon, so it needs to be very hard and very slippery." Ivy mumbled something unintelligible. "But don't forget his balls," Erica said. Ivy immediately took my cock from her mouth and lifted it with a hand, trying to take my sack between her lips but only fitting one nut as she tongued and worked her mouth. Erica took Ivy's place at my cock, putting her lips around the head and starting to blow me. "Oh, fuck, that's new," I groaned, looking down at both women staring up at me with smiles in their eyes. I put a hand on each of their heads. Ivy didn't let up, switching from one ball to the other as my cock rubbed across her face, but Erica popped off of the end and grinned at me before sliding back on the bed and taking up a position behind Ivy. "Now, what do we have here?" Erica asked, wrapping her fingers into the elastic band of Ivy's mesh panties. "Someone is a very naughty girl, dressing so slutty. Look, I can see everything! So what could possibly be the point of this?" She started pulling the panties down over Ivy's ass, and the younger woman shifted her hips eagerly, letting her do it. "Back to my cock now," I grunted, and Ivy followed my orders. Once I was back in her mouth, I ran my fingers down the side of her face, just watching as she looked up at me with adoringly needy eyes. Erica had gotten Ivy's panties off, and she tossed them aside as she knelt next to the pale girl and started to massage her upturned butt. "Ivy, you have a very cute ass," she said, stroking the girl's smooth skin. Just like her front, Ivy had a thin black line running down the middle of her spine, bisecting her from her hairline all the way down to her ass crack. On one side of the line her pale, smooth skin was flawless. On the other, she sported a collection of black tattoos; most of them flowery and nicely designed, a few of them more 'witchy' like flying crows and a jagged, leafless tree. "M'ank 'oo," Ivy mumbled around my cock, and wiggled her butt. Erica quickly sucked two fingers into her mouth and, biting the inside of her lip as she grinned, slipped them down between Ivy's legs and began slowly, teasingly fingering the younger woman's cunt. Ivy immediately responded by shuddering and starting to blow me faster, bobbing her head as she moaned with my cock in her mouth, pressing against the inside of her cheeks. "For a girl who prefers it in the ass, our naughty little girl gets very wet," Erica said to me. "Is that right?" I asked, and looked down at Ivy and her big eyes. "Do you get wet and ready for a cock even if you don't want one in that hole?" "Umm hmm," she hummed and nodded, then pulled her lips from my cock. "When I am ready, the right man will have a very good time with my naughty cunt." Erica leaned forward, bringing her lips to Ivy's ear from behind. "And what about Harrison? Is he the right man?" I could see the conflict warring in Ivy. She didn't know; her instincts were to shy away. But the vaccine, that need and horniness it had put in Erica, was in Ivy as well. She wanted me, wanted my cum. Wanted it inside her, to match with the vaccine. Chemically, she wanted to say yes. "You don't need to answer that," I told her reassuringly, stroking the side of her face again. Then I glanced at Erica, who raised an eyebrow at me, but I just shook my head. Ivy, a thankful look in her eyes, quickly went back to blowing me while Erica played with her cunt. Eventually I pulled away, and in one move picked up and flipped Ivy over onto her back. She giggled, and I was glad that she'd been honest with me about wanting to be thrown around in bed; I would have likely asked, or maybe told, her to move. Instead she seemed to really enjoy the manhandling. "Get the rest of the lingerie off," I said. The mesh bra did nothing to hide her perky, small boobs from me, but I wanted her naked. There was a practical element; once the bonding process was completed, she was going to zonk out and having that strappy lingerie on for hours and hours wouldn't be good for her or it. But there was also a primal thing in me that just wanted this strangely innocent, strangely filthy girl naked for me. She stripped quickly, and Erica took that time to peel off my shirt that she was wearing as well, revealing her bigger, heavy tits. "Oh, my," Ivy said, and sat up, reaching for Erica's chest. "You are so beautiful, Erica." Erica grinned and leaned forward a bit, allowing Ivy to press her face into Erica's cleavage. "She's like a horny teenage boy," Erica laughed. Ivy was kissing and licking her cleavage all over. "So am I, when it comes to you," I said, and slipped off the bed to stand behind her, kissing her on the cheek and then down to her neck while I reached around and cupped her tits from below, lifting them for Ivy to feast on. "Oh, god, this is heaven," Erica moaned, leaning her head back on my shoulder. "Have you ever done a threesome before?" I asked her quietly. "Once. Three women," she mumbled. "Not that great, really." "Too much fake cock?" I asked. "That, and tribbing is stupid. Doesn't do anything for me, and they both loved it." "Hear that, Ivy? No tribbing," I said. "But can I eat her cunt?" Ivy asked, coming up for air from the bounty of tits she was enjoying. "I think my answer is 'whenever you want,'" Erica laughed. "First I want more of your mouth," I said to Ivy. "Lay back down. And Erica, I'd love to see you eat her out." Erica grinned. "Ever seen a lesbian act in person before?" "Nothing more explicit than two drunk girls kissing to rile up some guys at a party," I said. Ivy had lain back, spreading her legs, and Erica knelt between them and slowly brought her face down to Ivy's bare cunt. It was pretty, almost like the clean and clinical specimen you would see in a biology textbook. "Do you want me to lick your cunt, Ivy?" Erica asked teasingly. "Yes, please," Ivy said and grabbed the bedspread in her fingers in anticipation. Erica went to work, and Ivy moaned loudly and wordlessly as her body tensed and then relaxed into the sensations. "Is it good," I asked. "Uh-huh," Ivy nodded and moaned. I knelt down next to her head and turned her face sideways, tapping my cock against her lips. She immediately opened them, and I slid between her lips and she began suckling. Then, after looking down and seeing the smile in Erica's eyes as she watched me getting blown while she ate cunt, I began to thrust lightly into Ivy's mouth. The dirty blonde dropped her jaw, and worked her tongue, and soon I was pumping steadily, treating her lips just roughly enough to feel divine. I reached down and palmed her tit, which so far had been almost entirely ignored. I happened to grab the tattooed side of her, where the boob itself was still a blank canvas but was surrounded by them dark patterns. Her nipple was a firm little nub in my palm, and her moaning on my cock changed to a higher pitch when I grabbed her more firmly, and then began playing with her nipple between my fingers. Erica, seeing the change in Ivy, mimicked me and reached up for her other tit and grabbed it as well. "Muh," Ivy moaned, but didn't try to pull away from my thrusting. She whined on my cock, thrusting her hips up and down, grinding against Erica's face. Then, seeing her coming to a peak, I thrust in and held my cock deep in her mouth, but not to the point of gagging her. I pinched the nipple I was holding, and Erica focused on her clit, and Ivy went off with a long shudder and another muffled howl. I pulled my cock from her mouth when she was coming down. "Keep going," I told Erica. "Get her there again." Then I stepped off of the bed and behind Erica, whose panty-clad ass was up in the air at the edge of the bed. I pulled her panties down to her thighs, set my cock against her puffy cunt, and thrust inside firmly, claiming her as mine again. "Yes, babe," Erica gasped into Ivy's cunt. "Fuck, yes, my fucking stud." "Oh, fuck," Ivy groaned, eyes half-closed as she grabbed at her own tits harshly and watched me fucking Erica from behind. Within five thrusts I was burying deep into my girlfriend at a good, steady pace. "You two are so fucking hot," Ivy said breathily, her accent turning every croon into a delightful sentence instead of something that might have come across as crude. I fucked Erica steadily, one hand on her hip and the other keeping hold of her wonderful ass, and she thrust back at me while trying to keep her lips and tongue working. I wanted Erica to feel how desirable I found her, even in this threesome with a brand new woman between us. I wanted her to know she wasn't just forced on me; she was a choice. She chose me, and I chose her back. Leaning forward, I let go of her waist and ass and grabbed her tits hanging below her, palming them and lifting their weight as she remained ass up and face down in Ivy's cunt. "I fucking love you, E," I said. "I love your body, I love your personality, and I love your mind. And right now, I really love how fucking sexual you are." "Fuck," Ivy groaned. "Fuck, that is so hot." Erica was starting to falter in her fucking back at me, which I knew meant she was getting close but I wanted to push her farther. "Ivy," I said. "It's almost time. How much prep does your ass need?" Ivy licked her lips, that carnal need growing inside of her with every passing minute. "For most guys, two fingers would be enough. But for you, I think three, if Mommy will do it for me?" "What do you think, 'mommy,'" I grinned. "Are you up for prepping her?" Erica slurped off of Ivy's cunt and flipped the girl onto her stomach, then spread her ass cheeks and spit onto her asshole. "For her, and to watch you fuck this cute little ass, absolutely," Erica said. I really couldn't see all that much of the oral portion of the prep, since I continued to fuck Erica. I slowed, and thrust deep and firm instead of faster and harder, and gave her the chance to work. Soon enough, Erica had two fingers in Ivy's ass and was adding a third. "Oh, mommy, yes," Ivy moaned. "Finger my ass. Spread my asshole for our man. God, I want that fat cock up my ass so badly. Harrison, please don't make me wait. Please don't back out, I need it so badly." "Who does this ass belong to now, Ivy?" Erica asked her. "Fuck, fuck," Ivy gasped. Erica slapped the side of her ass cheek. "Who does this ass belong to now, dirty little girl?" "Harrison," Ivy moaned. "Oh, fuck, Harrison. Fuck my ass. Take my ass. Take it. Take it." I pulled out of Erica, watching for just a moment as her cunt was split by me and didn't want to let go, then hopped back up on the bed. Erica pulled her fingers out of Ivy's hole, and I spun the younger woman around on the bed and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. Ivy dropped her face to the mattress as she reached back and held her ass cheeks open, her butthole winking at me. "Fuck my ass. Please, Butt fuck me. Own my butt," she panted. I placed my cock to her asshole and pressed forward. "Oh, fuck yes," Ivy almost howled. "Oh, it is so good. Merci, merci, oh fuck yes." I was halfway in when she finally clenched and I stopped. Erica, meanwhile, had shifted her seating on the bed so she was on her ass, and she spread her legs in front of Ivy's face. "Hey, now it's time for you to lick my cunt, dirty girl," she said. Ivy lifted her head and groaned as she tasted Erica for the first time, and as she did Ivy's ass relaxed, and I pushed in the rest of the way. "Yes," she mumbled. "Yes, fuck, so good. So full." I slowly pulled back out, then pushed back in. I'd tried anal before, once with a German girl I met off base, but it had been tough going. With Ivy, it was like she was just built different. She squeezed back at me, pushed to get me deeper. "She really is an Anal Queen," I gasped to Erica, who opened her eyes and grinned savagely at me. "I can't believe you're fucking her in the ass right now," she said. "Neither can I," I said, and started to properly thrust into that tight but forgiving asshole. "She's fucking good with her tongue, too," Erica groaned. "I can feel myself getting soaked." "Careful," I snickered. "There are the only sheets we have right now." "Oh, fuck off," Erica laughed. I had just started fucking into Ivy harder still, and she was sucking in deep breaths and moaning like a pornstar, when there was a loud banging on the main door of the RV. There was absolutely no way they couldn't hear what was happening in here, let alone that I had to assume the RV was rocking a bit. "Don't stop," Ivy gasped, lifting her face from Erica's cunt and begging me over her shoulder. "Please, keep fucking my ass. You can't stop. I need you to keep going." "Fuck, I was so close," Erica groaned, and the knocking happened again, banging on the door. Erica rolled off the bed. "You can't stop now, you might break her mind. I'll deal with this." "Yes, Harri, fuck me. So good, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass!" Ivy moaned, even fucking louder now that she didn't have Erica's cunt to muffle her. Erica stalked naked out into the main area of the RV, and she slipped on the robe that Ivy had been using earlier. She pulled it closed in the front and opened the door. "Hey, so this is awkward,” I could hear Vanessa say, but then I was shocked when instead of going outside to talk to her, Erica reached out and pulled her inside the RV. "Fuck, E! You didn't shut the door," I said. "Oh, shit. Sorry!" Erica called, and I only half believed her. There was one long moment of chaos where Vanessa was inside, looking down the length of the RV right at me as I was thrusting away, my nuts slapping against Ivy's cunt as I fucked her ass at speed. "Fuck," I grunted, and I made to pull out. "No, please, merde. Don't stop fucking my ass. Don't stop. Fuck my little ass. Come inside, I need you to come inside. Rempli-moi, mon homme. Mon cher. Fuck, mon amour!" I couldn't stop. I was so fucking close to coming, but I also had to move. So I did the only thing I could do; I wrapped my arms around Ivy's torso, fucked my cock as deep into her ass as I could, and picked her up and lifted her off of the bed. "Fuck, mon amour. I love you fucking my ass. Own my ass, mon amour. Fill me, fuck me," she babbled. I got us out of direct line of sight, pressing Ivy against the wall of the RV just next to the door to the bedroom, and I fumbled with one hand and slammed it shut as I kept thrusting into her. "Fuck. Fuck! I want you, I want it inside. Je veux croquer la pomme. Je suis très mouillée pour toi, mon amour. Fuck me. I love you?" she gasped the last words, like she was unsure, but enlightened by the idea. And then I came, pressing her up against the wood paneling and carpet of the RV walls. I came deep inside her ass, and she leaned back into me as her entire body shook. Her jaw was clenched tight, a small whine coming through almost like one of those dog whistles. "Sorry about that, Vanessa," I heard Erica talking through the walls. "We got a new vaccine partner who moved in with the RV. We were just, um, going through the bonding process." "That is; I mean, I'm sorry?" Vanessa mumbled. "It was obvious what was... happening, but we kind of need to get to work again. I wasn't expecting you to..." "That's totally my fault," Erica said. "I was a little fuck drunk; Harrison is very capable, and our new partner Ivy has a very skilled tongue." ".....Okay," Vanessa exhaled. That was when it felt more like I was holding Ivy up, rather than her standing on her own, and I carefully pulled my cock from her still-clenching butt and scooped her up in my arms. "Imprinting. Imprinting," she was mumbling. "Still fucking creepy," I grumbled, shaking my head as I looked at her in my arms. She was all woman, but like this I couldn't help but feel protective of the young woman who'd been forced into making choices that led her to my bed. The whole experience was amazing, but it was still... ugh. I set Ivy down on the bed and lay the sheet over her, and she curled up around a pillow and continued to mumble. This let me find and pull my shorts back on and exit the room. Erica was sitting on the murphy table, which she'd folded down, and Vanessa was sitting on the L-bench. "Vanessa, I am so sorry you got an eyeful of me like that," I said. "No, it's fine," Vanessa said, raising a hand. "You guys explained some of it last night, and Erica was just telling me again about the whole vaccine process and stuff. I didn't realize that's what this was and you couldn't, ah, interrupt the process." I nodded, and during the following brief conversation I apologized a couple more times. We quickly went through the plan for the day; which included finishing up all the rest of the moving out of the house so that it could be demolished the next morning. "And that's it," Vanessa nodded. "Uh, before I go; could I see her?" "You mean Ivy?" Erica asked. "Yeah," Vanessa said. "I mean, not if she's in a compromising position or whatever. But last night you and Leo talked about the 'imprinting' thing, and I'm probably going to have to do that eventually. I'd like to see it beforehand." I sucked my teeth for a moment, then nodded. "Sure, I think she should be decent." I led Vanessa to the back of the RV and opened the bedroom door. Ivy was still where I'd left her. Vanessa scooted around the outside of the bed, leaning forward and watching Ivy's face as she smiled and mumbled 'Imprinting' over and over. "That's freaky," Vanessa whispered, standing back up and coming out of the room. "But she's also gorgeous." "Just wait until you see her tattoos," Erica said. "She has some really interesting work done." "Yeah?" Vanessa asked. "Cool. I'm looking forward to meeting her." Erica smiled. "So, uh, how long before you need us?" "Like, twenty minutes ago," Vanessa smirked. "No," Erica shook her head. "I mean, how long until you need us." "Oh!" Vanessa said again, her eyes going wide. "Um.. another... fifteen minutes?" Erica smiled and winked. "I'll make it work." Vanessa, blushing, left the RV and shut the door behind her, while Erica turned and dropped the robe, revealing her naked body to me again. "I need you to fuck my orgasm back to life, babe," she said, staring hotly. "Fuck me fast and hard." I pulled her into my arms, laughing along with her as I glanced around the RV, deciding which part of the big luxury vehicle we should christen first. With Ivy safely tucked away in the back of the RV, and Erica and I working the knots out of her system quickly, it really was time to get to work. While Erica and I had been busy, Leo had been equally busy, going to wake up Danielle and show her their new temporary home as well. "Come on, rabbits," Erica called, knocking on the back window of their RV. "You would have been so pissed if he did that to you," I said. Erica laughed and shrugged. "Yeah, so?" "You two have a very different relationship than me and my sister," I said. The curtain on the window pulled aside a little, Leo glancing out and glaring at Erica. "Fuck off," he said, flashing her the finger. "We need to get to work!" Erica called again. Leo looked like he was about to say something snarky, but was pulled away and Danielle was now in the open corner of the window. "Sorry," she said, barely audible through the glass and over the sounds of construction work happening nearby. "I'll make sure we're quick." Her angelic face flashed us both a smile, and then she dropped the curtain. "Did you see what I saw?" Erica asked, turning to me. "You mean her whole naked tit?" I asked. "God damn, it's like that girl was manufactured to be 'Sexiest Woman Alive," Erica chuckled. "I don't know about that," I said, taking her hand and leading her away. "You'd give her a run for her money." "Compliments will serve you well, boyfriend," Erica smiled, squeezing my hand and winking. It turned out that the surveyors didn't need major tours again yet, so I was more free to help with the packing and the moving. Once Leo and Danielle joined us; letting us know the water pressure in the RV showers was pitiful at best; the work went quickly. We moved our clothing and things we knew we'd need sooner than later into the RVs, everything else got moved into the storage containers. A third container was dropped off to help with housing Leo's woodworking equipment, which gave us more space to start organizing things as well. How long did a house take to build? How long until they even started on our houses? These were the sorts of questions we just didn't have answers to, so we had to guess we would probably be in the RVs at least through the fall and winter and into next year. It was around the middle of the afternoon, and I was busy securing my father's old gun safe in the storage container with the woodworking tools, when I heard the telltale sound of another vehicle pulling up the driveway. Not three days ago, that sort of commotion would have had me wondering who it could be, and why they were out here in the middle of nowhere. And that wasn't just because of the pandemic quarantine; it had been that way my whole childhood. There were three kinds of visitors to the Black family ranch; expected, in need, and unwanted. Now I heard vans and trucks moving almost constantly, and there must have been thirty or more people working just within fifty yards and I'd only met half of them. It was strange. "Excuse me, Mr. Black?" A man asked. I turned from the gun safe and found a scraggly-looking kid, maybe all of twenty and looking like he was all bones and unkempt facial hair. He was wearing a reflective construction vest and had a hard hat tucked under one arm. "Just Harrison is fine," I said, shutting the safe and spinning the dial to lock it. "What can I do for you? Is Vanessa looking for me?" "Who? No, I don't think so," the kid said. "I'm with the grading crew working on the highway? There's, uh, some people who showed up demanding to talk to you." I took a breath and nodded. It could have been a couple of different people. "What did they look like?" "Well," he hesitated. "There were two women and three men, and they pulled up in a green pickup truck and a white panel van." "Kid, are they all Natives?" I asked. "Um, yeah," he said, clearly uncomfortable. He'd likely grown up somewhere far from a reservation, and probably in a major city, so his experience was limited to a little bubble. "Alright, I know what this is," I sighed. Part of me considered opening the gun safe back up, but I ended up figuring it would just make things worse. Guns usually did. It was tempting, though. I followed the kid out to the front and waved down Erica and Vanessa as they were talking on the front stoop of the house. "Hey, I need to head down to t

Hacı İmdâdullah Muhâcir-i Mekkî (r.âleyh) bu konuyu şöyle açıklamıştır: “Her şeyin iyi ve kötü olmak üzere iki yönü vardır. Kullanma yerine göre aynı şey iyi ve kötü olabilir. Nefretin yansıması olarak Allâhü Teâlâ öfkeyi yaratmıştır. Dolayısıyla onun işlevi kılıca benzemektedir. Kılıç, mümin veya kâfir, kime karşı kullanılırsa kullanılsın, kendi işlevini yerine getirir. Ancak mümine karşı kılıç çekmek günâh iken kâfire karşı kullanmak sevaptır.” Kısacası, öfkenin varlığı kötü değildir. Kullanan kişinin yanlış yerde kullanması kötüdür. Öfkemizi Allâh (c.c.)'un düşmanına karşı kullanmaya gayret göstermemiz gerekir. İmam Gazâlî (r.âleyh), öfkenin; din, şeriat ve akılla terbiye edilmesi gerektiğini söyler. Meşru yerlerde öfkelenmek, bunun dışında ise öfkeyi bastırmak gerekir.Şemsü'l-hak el-Afgânî (r.âleyh) şöyle der: “İslam dini; imân, can, mal, vatan ve namus uğruna öfkelenmeyi meşru kâbul etmektedir. Hatta bunlar uğruna öfkelenmemek insaniyete de aykırıdır. Düşmanın; dinimize, namusumuza, vatan ve topraklarımıza el uzattığı zamanlarda öfkelenmemek insanlık dışı bir tutumdur. Son dönemde dinî hükümlere karşı dil uzatanların sayıları artmaya başladı. Böyle durumlarda her bir müminin öfkelenmesi gerekir. İmkânı varsa eliyle bunu engellemek, yoksa diliyle buna karşı çıkmak müslümanın görevidir. Buna da güç yetmiyorsa en azından bu eylemlerden nefret etmesi gerekir. Bu sıralama hadis-i şeriften anlaşılmaktadır. Buna göre dinî hükümlerin alaya alındığı meclisleri hemen terk edip buna karşı olduğunu belirtmek gerekir.Öfkelenmenin meşru olduğu bir diğer alan ise insanın kendi nefsidir.” Hacı İmdâdullah Muhâcir-i Mekkî (r.âleyh) şöyle derdi: “Allâh (c.c.)'un düşmanı olan kâfirlere karşı öfkelenme fırsatı eline geçmiyorsa, öfkeni kendi nefsine karşı kullan. Çünkü nefis en büyük düşmanındır.”(Misvâk Neşriyat, Eşref Ali et-Tehanevî, Tehzibu'l Ahlâk, s.89)

Room and Bored: Part 2 Dale starts playing a game with Nancy, and meets Trish. Based on a post by Krosis, in 5 parts. Listen to the ►  Podcast at Steamy Stories.   "Coffee?" Dale glanced up as he entered the kitchen to forage for breakfast, only to find Nancy there, wearing a tight t-shirt and yoga pants that showed off her womanly curves. "Oh, uh, yeah, please." He sat at the kitchen table and she brought him a steaming mug, just the way he liked it, with lots of cream and sugar. "Um, about last night, " "Mulligan," was all she said, a cute smile playing across her lips. "Right." That was the golf term she used, saying that he had another chance. Kinda like reloading a save game after you made a wrong choice, he mused, grinning back at her. She served his favorite, scrambled eggs and bacon. As they ate, she said, "Oh, my friend Trish -- you know the lady across the street? -- she asked me to find out if you wanted to make some extra money helping her out around her property." "The tall blonde?" Dale asked, angling his head to look out the front window. "Do you have her number? I probably shouldn't just go over there." "Yeah, her." Nancy felt an odd feeling wash over her for a moment, thinking about Trish macking on her renter. "Her number's on the fridge."   That evening, after dinner, Dale was playing video games when there was a knock on his door. "Yeah?" he called up. Nancy called down, "Okay for me to come visit?" "Oh, sure!" Still wearing the yoga pants and tight t-shirt, his voluptuous landlady descended the steps. "I'm bored, what cha doing'?" He gestured to his monitor. "Video games." She pulled up a chair and leaned forward to look at his screen. "What kind of game you playing? I used to play Legend of Zora." "Isotope 78. Kinda an online role playing shooter?" She gave him an awkward smile and shrugged. "Here, " he continued playing, thankful that his character was in a safe space when Nancy had arrived, since the online game couldn't be paused. Soon, he found some ultra mutants and started blasting them. "So where's the role playing?" she asked after the monsters were gory chunks on the ground. "Not here. I have to go find some people and talk to them. Actually, I guess it's mostly shooting things, now that I think about it." "Hmm," Nancy hummed, looking disappointed. Dale exited the game. "Well, you liked Zora, so you're probably more into fantasy than sci-fi? And if you want role playing, oh, I got it!" He clicked about and another game started installing. "Dragon Era. I've played it before, but I can do the hack 'n slash while you make the character and role playing choices!" "Yeah? That sounds cool." While they were waiting for the game to download, Nancy asked him, "So, any cute girls -- um, young ladies -- in your classes?" "I guess," Dale hedged, not mentioning that none of them held a candle to her. "I'm not good with women." She got closer in order to look at the download progress. It was almost done. "You seem to be doing okay with me." "Well, I know you. You were my babysitter." Nancy sat back, feeling old. "Right." There was a 'Download complete!' message on screen, and Dale grabbed the mouse. "Okay, here we go, " Soon they were in the character creation screen. "Well, our character should be a woman, naturally," Nancy said, using her hands to draw attention to her womanly attributes. Dale gulped. "Human, Elf, Dwarf? Hm, look at the bazongas on her! Yeah, female Dwarf highborn." Soon, they had a Dwarf woman warrior that looked a fair bit like Nancy, though shorter, with auburn hair and a chest to make hell spawn weep. Dale set the game to easy mode so the gameplay wouldn't get bogged down with long combats, and they played. Nancy kept her chair closer to Dale's so that she could see the screen better, and he was glad that he had set it to easy mode, as her scent and body warmth were quite distracting. "Oh, this guy's kinda hot, with that braided beard, can we sleep with him?" she asked. "Maybe?" Dale answered, and clicked the flirty dialog choice, only to watch their attempt fail. "Hm, guess not." "Can our character actually have sex in this game?" "Oh, sure! Once we get the party together, um, " He looked down. Nancy had put her hand on his thigh as she leaned forward, though she was still looking at the screen. He figured that she hadn't even realized that she'd done it, and he wasn't about to attract her attention to it. "Let's get through the character backstory and to the main plotline, and there's I think three characters we can get it on with?" "Three? Nice!" She lightly squeezed his thigh. Dale could feel his cock hardening. He wondered if he would get another mulligan if he came in his pants. Nancy's role-playing decisions were definitely different from how Dale played the game the first time, and he was surprised at some of the results. He was really enjoying playing with her, and the time flew by. "Oh wow, I gotta get to bed," he told her after glancing at his clock. Nancy drew her eyes up from Dale's crotch. Her naughty hand on his thigh had had a noticeable and visually distracting effect on him. "Oh, and I was having so much fun." He saved the game and exited. "Well, we can play again tomorrow, if you want." He turned his head to her but kept the rest of his body still, not wanting to disturb her hand on his thigh. "It's a date!" she said, and got to her feet, sliding her hand along his upper thigh and hip as she went. "Sweet dreams!" she called back as she ascended the basement stairs. Dale watched her shapely legs and rounded ass in those heavenly yoga pants as she went. "Good nite, " Nancy closed Dale's door, turned off the living room lights, and waited, her ear to his door. When she heard the heavy breathing, she quietly opened it again, knelt down, and craned her neck to peep down into the basement suite. As she had seen before, Dale had pulled down his jeans and was furiously masturbating, the sight of his above average sized cock making her naughty bits quiver. *I* got him this excited, she realized. Carefully, she slipped her fingers into her yoga pants and frigged her clit as she watched the young man pleasure himself. Soon, he grabbed some tissues and grunted as he exploded into them, the sheer volume of his emission too much for the thin paper, and several drops splattered to the hardwood floor. Nancy gasped at the sight. She saw Dale's head tilt. Had he heard her? she wondered. She quickly pulled her head back and quietly closed the door before sneaking off to her bed to finish frigging herself, Dale's young, healthy-looking member forefront in her mind's eye as she imagined it drilling into her libidinous body. "Is Trish here?" The cute strawberry blonde who opened the door across the street from Nancy's looked at Dale with a scowl. "And who're you?" She seemed to be about his age, he figured, or maybe 18. She was wearing what seemed to be an anime-inspired outfit, with a short skirt, thigh-high socks, Chucks, and a half-top that clung to her B-cup tits and showed off her tight, tanned tummy. Her hair was pulled up into high twin-tails. "Dalemar, Dale," he responded. "She asked me to come over and do some work for her." The girl rolled her eyes and made way so he could enter. "Probably laying some pipe," she said bitterly. "Really? I haven't done any plumbing before." Dale started taking off his shoes. She rolled her eyes again. "Leave 'em on, Mom's out back." Then she turned on her heel and strode toward the back of the house. Dale couldn't help but stare at the girl's upper thighs playing peekaboo under that skirt as she strolled through the expensive-looking abode. He could almost make out the curves of her ass as it bobbed up and down. "So what's your name?" he asked, making sure to be looking at her face as she glanced back at him. "Helena." Then she opened the back door, turned to the side, and gave a sarcastic, grand arm gesture for him to keep going on through. "Thanks," he said, and headed into the grounds. "Hum." He found Trish sunbathing in a black one-piece swimsuit by the large ground-level pool. He noticed that the older woman had an hourglass figure, with nice-sized tits peeking out from the low cut lycra, but her legs were her signature feature, looking long and slender as she lay stretched out on a lounging chair. "See anything you like?" she asked. Dale started. He didn't realize he'd been staring, or that her eyes were open behind her dark 'Jackie O' sunglasses. "Uh, yeah, this place is great, Trish," he responded, waving to encompass the pool, fountain, and tennis court in the distance. "I can see that you'd need help keeping it looking so good." She got to her feet. "I was meaning, never mind. Come along with me, Dale." She headed down a path, framed by tall hedges, her flip-flops flip-flopping as she went, and he followed. "Our hedge maze is to the left, and the tool shed to the right. Don't mix them up or you could get stuck for a while." She turned and gave him a coquettish grin. Dale shook his head and grinned back. The front of the house made the property seem smaller than it actually was, but it seemed that Trish owned quite a few acres of land in the back. She opened a small wooden building and gestured inside. "Are you used to handling a large tool, Dale?" Dale stepped up to the door next to her, his nostrils filling with the heady scent of jojoba oil that emanated from her lithe form. The shed had all sorts of power tools for cutting grass, hedges, and even a chainsaw for trees. "A bit bigger than I'm used to, but I think I'll manage." "Hm, how disappointing," she commented. She had removed her sunglasses and was nibbling on one of the earpieces as she evaluated his form. He gulped. "I mean, you just need to show me what you want once, and I'll make sure it gets done right after that." She put her sunglasses back on. "That'll have to do. Okay, come back on Saturday at 11 AM, and we'll see what you're made of, hmm?" Dale made his way back to Nancy's house. As he opened the front door, he stopped short, as his landlady's rounded ass was pointing up in the air, right at him, her camel toe obvious through her stretched, tight yoga pants. "Oh!" she exclaimed as she fell to the carpet from her 'downward-facing dog' yoga pose. "Sorry, Dale! I didn't expect you back for a bit. Gotta keep this old bod in shape, or it'll get away from me, ya know?" Dale blinked, making sure his eyes were still in their sockets. "Nancy, you're not old! You're only, what, 32?" She got to her feet, and Dale noticed that these yoga pants were more like capris, and she was wearing a tight half-top that barely restrained her D-cups. In fact, as he looked, he could swear that her nipples were starting to become visible through the fabric. She turned and dropped back into her original pose, her ass up in the air. "Um, anyway, I have to finish this, so, " "Uh, right, I'll leave you to it." He headed toward the basement door. "No! Tell me everything that happened at Trish's," she insisted. Dale felt uncertain about just standing there, staring at his landlady's ass, so he sat down on the couch. Then he blushed when he realized that this was the same couch that she had been laying on when he blasted a load of cum all over her half-naked form. Nancy moved into the 'triangle' pose, stretching out one leg and arm. "So, " "Oh! Yeah, I went over there and met Trish's daughter Helena, " "And what did you think of her?" Nancy asked as she rolled onto her back and lifted her hips and knees up into the 'bridge' pose. Damn, yoga is really erotic, Dale thought. "Well, my first impression of her wasn't great, but maybe I caught her on a bad day?" Nancy snorted. Every day was a bad day with that girl, she thought. Oh, Dale, you'd offer a glass of water to someone just so they'd have something to spit at you. You're too good for them. You're too good for me. She plopped her ass to the carpet and sat up, breathing heavily. He continued, "They've got a really nice house, and their backyard is huge!" Sighing, Nancy stood up and moved into a 'warrior' pose, her arms raised as she faced her renter. Her face flushed as she realized that this pose pushed her tits out toward him. Dale continued, trying not to stare at Nancy's nipples as they visibly pressed out the tight fabric of her half-top. "Trish said she wanted me to use her large tools, but Helena said her mom wanted me to lay some pipe? Either I'll be doing a lot of different things over there, or those two don't talk much." Nancy stifled a giggle. Finally, she relaxed and lay back on the carpet in the 'corpse' pose, letting all her tensions flow away. She closed her eyes and controlled her breathing. Her feet were facing toward Dale, though, so he was looking directly between her tight, yoga pants-clad legs, wondering if the dark spot he could see there was from sweat. His eyes traveled up to Nancy's tits, her nipples now quite pronounced through the tight half-top. He got up and headed for the basement door. "You're going?" she asked, her eyes still closed. "Gotta, take care of something." Then he was gone. Nancy smiled and headed to his door to listen and then spy on the young man as he pleasured himself while thinking of her voluptuous body. More playing of games, and not all of them on the computer. That night, Nancy joined Dale in his suite to play more Dragon Era. This time, she wore dark blue leggings and a long t-shirt, and brought a couple of vodka coolers. She plopped the bottles on his desk. "You want one?" "I'm not old enough for a couple years." She pulled a chair up. "I don't see any cops here, and I'm no narc. C'mon, I don't wanna drink alone." She popped the top of one bottle and held it out to him. "Okay." He took the translucent pale yellow cooler and took a swig. It was tart, sweet, and lemony. "Mm!" She took a swig of her own. "Okay, where'd we leave off?"   As before, Nancy got way too close and her hand made its way to Dale's thigh as she focused on the game. As before, his cock got hard from the stimulation. However, unlike the previous night, he was wearing sweatpants instead of jeans, so the bulge was even more noticeable. Nancy grabbed her cooler with her free hand and finished it off. Dale's was still only half full, so he took another gulp. "So can we fuck Alain?" she asked him. "Eventually," he responded. "We can flirt with him for now, but we'll have to help him with his personal quest before we can jump him." "What about the big guy?" "Stone? I don't think we can have sex with him." "It's probably best," she said. "Can you imagine how huge his cock must be, and us being just a cute little Dwarf?" He snickered. "Ha! Yeah, I, " Nancy's hand had moved to his erection, and stopped. He knew that she had to be aware of where it was, there was no way that she wouldn't feel his fully erect cock as it throbbed under her palm. "Keep playing," she urged him. He grabbed his cooler and, with a couple big gulps, finished it. Then he returned to the game, breathing erratically. In the game, they went and talked to Mordayn, the witch. "She's kind of a bitch, huh?" Nancy asked. "Remind you of anyone?" "Um, " "What do you really think about Helena, Dale?" Nancy's fingers caressed his cock through his pants and he gasped. "She's, uh, she's cute?" Her fingers kept moving, making his cock twitch. "Cuter than her mom?" Dale was still having trouble controlling his breathing. "Um, um, just different, I guess?" "If you had a choice, which of us three would you fuck?" One of her hands pulled his waistband open, and the other slipped inside his underwear. "Oh, Nancy, " The game was forgotten. She grasped his sizable member and stroked it as well as she could within the confines of his clothing. "You said I was the most beautiful woman you've met. Is it me?" "Ugh, oh, but you're married, " She moved her mouth to his ear. "Not what I asked, Dale. Would you put this beast into that little cock tease Helena, her skank mother, or, " Her hand moved faster along his shaft, ", into my soft, warm body?" He turned to her. "You," he breathed, and moved his lips to hers. As her tongue speared between his lips, he moaned and grunted. She felt his member throb in her hand, and then his hot cum was ricocheting within his boxers. She continued to jack him off, and several more spurts of hot, wet semen filled his underwear and covered her hand. She broke the kiss. "I have to go to bed now. Sweet dreams!" Then she pulled her hand from his pants and ran for the stairs. "I, good nite, " he called after her, confused. She slammed the basement door behind her, pulled her tights down with her free hand, and then did her best to shove as many fingers of her sperm-covered hand into her pussy as she could. As she felt Dale's warm cum being pressed inside her, she came hard and dropped to her knees, doing her best to stifle her cries of ecstasy. She fell onto her back, her body reflexively moving into the 'bridge' yoga pose, her feet on the floor and her pelvis thrust up as she slipped as much of the young man's sperm into her overheated body as she could, cumming continuously. "Uh" she gasped. Finally, she dropped back to the floor, falling naturally into the 'corpse' pose. Her hand, now clean of Dale's virile sperm, flopped beside her shaking body. Her period was due any day now, she knew, so this crazy, headstrong moment wouldn't have an unintended, lifelong biological consequence that would destroy her marriage. But what about after her period? she wondered.   "Coffee?" Dale stepped carefully into the kitchen the next morning. "Please," he responded, watching Nancy's back as she made the hot beverage for him. Today she was wearing a pretty blouse and slacks that nicely cradled her shapely ass. She handed him the steaming mug and paused. Upon catching him staring at her, she gave him an uncertain grin. "What?" "Nothing," he answered after a few seconds. "Thanks." If she wasn't going to mention what happened last night, he figured, then he wasn't going to make things uncomfortable. At school, he kept finding his mind wandering back to the previous night. Melanie hung around during lunch, but she seemed put off by how distracted he was and left.   "You, um, wanna play more Dragon Era?" he asked as he helped Nancy with the dinner dishes. "Yeah!" she replied. "When are we gonna meet the other characters we can sleep with?" "One soon. The other's later, depending on where we go." She took a dish from him and wiped it with the towel. "You want me to bring coolers again?" He continued washing. "No, you're intoxicating enough." She gave him a shove on the shoulder. "Oh, Dale! And you said you weren't good with women." He flushed. Yeah, he agreed in his head, Nancy was so easy to just hang out and talk with. "Your chairs down there are a little uncomfortable after a while," she said. "Is there any way to put the game on the TV up here?"   Dale was able to hook his laptop up to the TV in the living room, and with some screen mirroring from his gaming PC over the network, plus the use of his extra wireless keyboard and mouse, he was set up. "Ahh, much better!" Nancy plopped herself down on the couch next to him, on his left side again, so she wouldn't interfere with his mouse hand. Dale gulped. She had changed into a long t-shirt again, but this time without tights. She tucked her bare, shapely legs under her and leaned her head on his shoulder as they played. Soon, her hand made its way back to his thigh. He had made sure to wear sweatpants again, freshly laundered. They had barely started playing when she pulled the band of his sweatpants forward and fished his hard cock out. He tried to keep playing, but she took his member in hand and started to stroke it. Nancy's pussy was very wet now. She had felt his size before, but now she could both see and feel it, and it was amazing. "Have you measured this thing?" she asked as she wanked him. "Err, no, " She bent down. "Damn, gotta be eight inches. You're gonna make some woman happy one day." Dale wondered about that. He wanted to make Her happy. What was she meaning, some woman? Since she was already down there, Nancy just decided to take his cock into her mouth. Dale gasped and dropped the keyboard to the floor. Onscreen, hell spawn murdered their character, very slowly, since they were on easy difficulty. Neither of them noticed. Dale had thought that Nancy's hand had been amazing, it was nothing compared to her warm, wet mouth! But it was too stimulating, "Uh, Nancy, I'm gonna, oh, " She shoved her head down, taking most of him into her mouth as he came. Her hand slipped below her shirt and into her panties, furiously frigging her clit as she swallowed his hot cum. "Oh! Ah!" Dale groaned as spurt after spurt of his seed filled Nancy's mouth. Finally, he was spent, and lay back. "Oh, " She stopped playing with herself, suddenly feeling self-conscious as she gulped down his spend. Kind of salty, but a nicer taste than her husband's, she decided. She tucked Dale's shrinking penis back into his pants. "Huh, huh, " Dale huffed. "Oh, we died!" Dale glanced at Nancy, confused, and then at the screen where she was looking. "Oh, " He grabbed the keyboard and reloaded their last save. He turned to her. "So, " She seemed to be purposely not looking at him. "Keep playing," she directed him, her face red. After a bit more gameplay, she sidled into his arm again. His nose caught the musky scent of her vagina, recognizable from the night that he had accidentally cum all over her, and that had been on the very couch they were sitting on. "You, again?" she whispered. Dale looked at her. Her sight was focused on his lap, where his cock had once again risen to full prominence. Nancy's nipples were incredibly hard. Her pussy was throbbing with need, as she had been unable to cum earlier. She pushed the keyboard to the floor, grabbed Dale's sweatpants, directed him to lift his ass, and yanked them down. Then she climbed astride his lap. "Nancy?" "Shush," she shushed him, and reached down to direct the head of his cock under her t-shirt. She was able to situate her panty-covered pussy lips on top of his sizable shaft, and began sliding back and forth along it. Dale had never felt anything like it. He was pretty sure that they weren't having sex, but the fabric of her panties sliding along the top of his cock shaft was incredibly stimulating, especially after his previous orgasm. "Oh my God, " he moaned. Nancy knew they couldn't have sex. She was a married woman! She was also a horny woman, very much in need of her own orgasm. She felt Dale's hands tentatively feeling up her braless tits through her t-shirt. "Careful," she advised him, "they're really sensitive right now." "Can I, ?" She felt his hands move down and tug at the bottom of her shirt. She nodded, and he pulled it up, above her tits, before his hands returned to them. Her shirt kept falling back down, so she just pulled it off entirely. She was now wearing only her panties, that small bit of fabric the only thing protecting her incredibly slick pussy as it slid along Dale's cock shaft while he gingerly groped her sizable mammaries. When his mouth moved forward to take one of her nipples into his mouth, she gasped and reached down. She rose up a little, pulled the front of her panties down, and then angled his cock to slide between the fabric and her body. As she started sliding forward and back again, the top of the shaft of his hot, firm cock nestled itself directly between her puffy pussy lips. He's not inside me, she reasoned, so this isn't cheating. God, this feels so good, Dale moved to lick and suck at her other nipple, and she moved faster upon him. The flare of his cock head was bumping her prominent clitoris as she pushed forward, and she was close. "Yes, yes, " she moaned. "Uh!" Dale grunted into her tit, and she felt his cock throb between her engorged labia, followed by the feeling of his hot cum bursting into the fabric of her panties. She had worn more protective underwear that night, instead of her usual mesh panties, expecting that it would be necessary if her period arrived. This caused the entirety of his ejaculation to be constrained within her undergarment as she continued to slide along his cock. She felt a spurt shoot back and up along her perineum and ass, and then as she pushed forward, a stray shot hit the bottom of her panties and bounced up, straight between her wide-open vaginal lips. She pulled back, and the next shot blasted her overstimulated clit with warm seed. "Muh!" she cried out in orgasm, and she mashed her pussy down onto his cock, trapping the head awkwardly between her pussy lips as it fired its last couple volleys of teen seed directly inside her. "Oh, " Her vagina pulsed with pleasure as it sucked that small amount of the young man's cum deeper inside her. She grabbed his face and gave him a smoldering kiss as she shuddered from the last of her pent-up release. Giggling, she pulled off of him and felt her panties snap back into place, securing his warm load as it pressed up against her sex. "Oh shit! Did I hurt you?" Nancy looked down. The head of Dale's cock had a smear of red mixed with the white liquid dripping off of it. She sighed, relieved but also disgusted. "Ugh, my period arrived." Dale's first day of "work". Nancy grabbed a fresh pair of panties and a feminine pad. It seemed such a shame to throw away the creamy load of sperm Dale had filled her underwear with, but she needed absorbency now. She had known that her period had been imminent, but would have preferred that it waited just a little longer. Sighing, she rinsed out her dirty underwear and tossed it into the laundry. When she got back downstairs, she sat back down next to Dale on the couch. He looked at her, uncertain. She sighed again. "Dale, I'm sorry, Michael and I have been having problems lately, and it was unfair to bring you into the middle of this. You're like a son to me, and here I am, molesting you!" "You, you haven't!" he responded. "Nancy, I wanted this too!" "You're still a teen boy. You'd have said yes to pretty much any woman throwing herself at you," she countered. "But, " "No buts! You're just starting out in life, and I'm interfering with that. You'll find someone your own age, I'm sure. Can we just be friends, Dale?" She held out her hand. Dale looked hurt, but sighed and shook it. "Yeah, I'm sorry I wasn't stronger." "Stronger?" He grinned at her. "To resist your feminine wiles." "Oh, you." They continued to play the video game, though she made sure that they sat at opposite ends of the couch.   Nancy didn't stop being friendly with Dale, but restrained herself from inappropriately touching him, or wearing overly tight or revealing clothing. Not that she had any interest in showing off her body during her period, which had cooled her ardor like a glass of cold water in the face. She shook her head at the irony of one of the most defining traits of femininity being the thing that made her feel the least feminine. When Saturday rolled around, Dale headed across the street to Trish's house in shorts and a polo shirt, ready to work. It was Fall now, but they were getting lucky with a final series of summery weekends. "Ugh," Trish's strawberry-blonde daughter Helena said as she opened the door for him. "She's in the backyard again." Dale noted that today the slim teen was wearing sweatpants and a half-top that showed off her flat tummy. Instead of leading the way this time, though, she just closed the front door and watched him as he made his way through the house. He found Trish by the pool, once again in a swimsuit, though this one was a more revealing white bikini. It had been a couple of days since Dale had cum due to Nancy spurning him, and the sight of the older blonde, her body firm and toned, as if she'd never given birth (other than the teardrop-shaped boobs pushing out her bikini top), made his cock lurch in appreciation. "Ah, Dale, right on time," she said as she rose on those long, shapely legs. "Come with me." She hooked her arm in his and pulled him into the hedge way. However, this time she turned left instead of right. "Uh, Trish, " "Ah ah ah," she admonished him. "I'm in charge here, Dale, so you listen to me, okay?" Without waiting for his response, she continued as they strolled into the hedge maze. "So I'm going to need you to go through the maze, here, and look for any branches that are being naughty, sticking out where they shouldn't." She turned left and pointed one such branch out. "Cut them off and put them in the wheelbarrow, which you'll find behind the shed." Now she pulled him down a right turn. Soon, she stopped. "Oh, poo, we should have gone to the shed first. Now we're lost." "Err, well, actually, " She turned to him. "We could be stuck in here for days, Dale! We'll eventually starve." "Um, " Dale couldn't keep his eyes from drifting down to the older woman's healthy cleavage. She looked down at the erection poking out his shorts. "I'm getting hungry already. Do you have some, protein for me, Dale?" "Um, " Trish knelt down and quickly unfastened his shorts. Soon they and his underwear were on the ground, and his thick 8 incher was pointing right at her. She crossed her eyes to take it in, the tip having flopped out close to her face. "Holy shit! I thought you said you weren't used to handling large tools!" "Oh, I thought you meant, oh, uh!" She moved her mouth forward and took his cock to the root. Nancy had had trouble taking more than half of it, so he was very impressed. "Oh, wow, Trish, " "Mmm, " she moaned around his member, making him thrill. He had started to have misgivings about this, but with Nancy breaking things off, and this sexy Milf wanting his cock, well, why not? he figured. He closed his eyes, lifted his head up to the warm sun, and enjoyed the expert oral ministrations of his new employer. Trish moved one hand down into her bikini undies to play with her clit. She probably wouldn't be able to fuck Dale right then, she figured, but baby steps; she didn't want to overwhelm him right away with her tremendous libido. She pulled back, keeping just the head of his cock in her mouth, and then took all of it right into her throat again. Dale gasped, and she did it again and again. Dale, not knowing what to do with his hands, put them on her head. As he got closer to cumming, he started to push and pull her head a bit. "Trish, oh, I'm gonna, " She grabbed his ass and deep throated him one last time, gulping in order to stimulate the tip. That pushed him over the edge. "Oh! Oh!" Trish felt his first volley of cum go straight down her throat and she started to cum as well, her fingers now dipping into her hot box. As her orgasm calmed down, she backed off to let the rest of his cum fill up her mouth. She gulped some down and then let him go. Dale staggered back, breathing heavily. She got to her feet. "Mmm! Scrumptious! Nothing like young cum. Now, head on back to the shed and grab those tools, hmm?" He nodded, pulled up his shorts, and headed back the way they came, a little unsteady on his feet. Trish stood there for a moment, listening to the soft gasps coming from around the next corner. She strode over and found her daughter Helena, her eyes closed, leaning against the shrubbery. One hand was down her sweatpants and the other was playing with one of her B-cup tits, the half-top pushed up to give her better access. Trish stepped up to the masturbating 18-year-old, and as the girl's eyes opened, her mother pressed her lips to hers. "Umm!" Helena gasped, and then her mother's tongue pushed warm liquid into her mouth. Upon tasting Dale's sperm, Helena's orgasm exploded around her fingers. "Huh! Umm!" She broke the kiss and sagged against the wall of the hedge maze. Her mother wiped the last few drops of sperm from her own face. "Too bad you aren't wearing that cute little skirt today, Helena, or I'd have shoved that cum right up your tight little cunt instead." "Oh gawd, " Upon hearing that, Helena moaned and dropped to her knees, shaking as another orgasm washed over her. Her mother stood over her, grinning. "Like mother, like daughter." To be continued in part 3, by Krosis, for Literotica.

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Muh! Hier spricht die braun-gefleckte Kuh Kunigunde. Auf unserem Bauernhof gab es plötzlich wilde Theorien über Außerirdische und Geister. Ein umgefallener Mehlsack ließ mich in dieses Abenteuer schlittern und einiges lernen über das Anderssein.

Im Artikel „Tönnies macht Muh“ von Björn Finke aus der SZ vom 06.09.2024 wird ein Managementfehler wie folgt von einem Insider beschrieben: "Der Konzern [Vion] werde zu zentralistisch aus den Niederlanden geführt, und das habe den deutschen Betrieben geschadet." Sie kennen sicherlich das Modell der Pendelbewegungen von einem Extrem ins andere: Entweder "Alle Macht der Zentrale", oder "Alle Macht der Region". Die Realität spielt sich meist irgendwo in der Mitte ab und führt zu ständigen Reibereien bzw. Aushandlungsprozessen. Gerhard Wohland erläutert dies sehr anschaulich in seinem Denkzettel #4 „Zentrum und Peripherie“. Er zeigt Dynamikprobleme auf, die mit der gewohnten Unterscheidung Aufbau- und Ablauf-Organisation unsichtbar bleiben. Durch die äußere Dynamik kollabiert die zentrale Steuerung. Wenn das Zentrum die Ursache nicht sieht, und "mehr desselben" versucht, das ehemals unter Stabilität funktionierte, verrennt es sich in dem aussichtslosen Versuch, die Steuerung zu „reparieren“. Seine Lösung ist, bei äußerer Dynamik von "Steuerung" auf "Führung" umzuschalten und von den dezentralen Kompetenzen Gebrauch zu machen. Was sollte eine Interne Revision also tun? 1. Dieses Risiko, einer zu zentralistischen Führung sollte auf dem Schirm einer Internen Revision sein. 2. Die Interne Revision sollte Ausschau danach halten, ob sich die Rahmenbedingungen insgesamt oder auch nur regional verändern. 3. Die Interne Revision sollte die entsprechenden Managemententscheidungen im Blick haben. 4. Sollten Sie den Eindruck haben, dass diese der Sachlage nicht gerecht werden, dann wirken Sie über Prüfungen darauf hin, dass das Management zukünftig angemessener darauf reagiert. Ich wünsche Ihnen viel Spaß beim Zuhören und erfolgreiche Prüfungsprozesse!

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A paranormal investigation begins..by Krosis. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Ed finally gets Charisma alone. "Doctor Lintrell?"The brown-haired woman looked up from her desk and lowered her cats-eye glasses. "Yes? Do we have an appointment?"The short woman and tall man, both dressed in dark suits and also brown-haired, stepped into the office. The woman pulled out her identification. "You called us, Doctor. Agents Kelly and Smolder, Homeland Security.""Oh, yes, please close the door and have a seat. I wouldn't have called, but since the incident, I've been having nightmares -- flashbacks?"The agents sat. The man, Smolder, leaned forward, looking skeptical. "About a large blue penis?"The doctor flushed. "I thought it was nothing, but a week ago I missed my period, and I haven't had sex with anyone...well, anyone I remember, anyway. I tested myself and...I'm pregnant. The blue penis keeps popping up in my dreams, so I think someone hypnotized me, not that I used to believe in hypnosis, but..." She reached into her desk. "...then I found this." She held out a piece of paper.Kelly read it and then handed the paper to her partner. On it was the date from three weeks previous, some scribblings about a "John Smith", an unspecified problem with his penis, and the last thing written was, "Blue!""I don't remember writing that, agents, but it's definitely my handwriting."Smolder took a picture of the note with his phone and handed it back to the doctor. "John Smith, huh?"She looked nettled. "Obviously a fake name...I expect that he was embarrassed about his penis."Kelly nodded. "And you can't remember anything about this man, other than that?"Doctor Lintrell shook her head. "I'm sorry...my staff didn't even remember him. One thought that he might have had brown hair?"Smolder stood up. "Brown hair? We'll have this solved by lunch! Thanks, Doctor Lintrell." Then he turned on his heel and stomped out of the room."I'm sorry for my partner," Kelly said. "He's a bit of a skeptic."The doctor nodded. "You said you were Homeland Security? I called the local police."Kelly got to her feet. "We believe that this could be far bigger than a local issue." She drew closer and whispered, "Aliens."The doctor looked at her blankly. "You think 'John Smith' is Mexican?"Kelly frowned and sighed. "Something like that. We'll be in touch, Doctor."---Spring Break was over, and Ed was back in school. He was definitely not going to miss his chance at getting Charisma alone this time! When she asked the teacher if she could go to the washroom, Ed did the same a few minutes later.He caught the gorgeous blonde just as she was heading back to class. "Hey, Charisma! Can I talk to you?""You are talking to me," she replied dismissively, not stopping."I mean alone!"She paused and turned to him. "What for?""I...I have to show you something...you'll really love it!""I've heard That before..." Then she looked thoughtful, "though they were right. Okay, come on." She pulled Ed back into the women's washroom. "Well?""Just a sec," Ed said. He turned his back to her and let Perry out through his zipper before whirling back around. "Ta da!" he cried with a flourish."Oh," Charisma responded as she beheld his large blue alien penis.Ed paused. "Oh?"Charisma pulled her skirt up, surprising him. "Yeah, I already got one of those. Blue dick buddies!" She held out her fist.Ed was unable to tear his eyes away from the 4" blue penis hanging between her legs."Oh, c'mon! Don't leave me hangin'!"Ed slowly raised his arm and gave her the saddest fist bump ever."Okay, see ya!" Then she was gone, leaving Ed standing alone in the girls' washroom.*So...I guess we have something to discuss, Ed.* Perry said in his mind. *Sorry, buddy, one of my drones got into her over the holiday.*"Drones?"*Yeah...well, all that sex we've been having? It's been allowing me to 'spread my seed', so to speak. You know how you have one blue ball and one regular one? The blue one's mine, and it's been making drones; copies of me.*Ed's mind was overloading. Everyone he had sex with? "Muh...my Mom too?"*Oh, she's been great, just going to town on the locals, and then with her own sister...so hot!*"Aunt Erin?!"Just then the door opened and a pretty redheaded senior walked in. "Hey! What are you doing inn...here..." Her mind shut down as she saw Perry dancing in front of her, and she pulled her shirt off, revealing nice palm-sized breasts covered by a pink bra.*Time to have some fun, Ed!*"But...no..." Ed felt his body flush with desire for this young woman, Perry leading the way as he advanced on her.She pulled her skirt and pink panties down and then bent over the sink counter, presenting her puffy, rapidly moistening pussy to him."Perry...I don't wanna..." But Ed took a hold of the teenaged beauty's rounded hips and felt Perry slither inside her sultry vagina. "...oh..no..."*Hey, Ed, this one's fertile,* Perry advised him, noticing the telltale mucus as he slipped deeper inside. *You want me to let Pinky get all up in her?*Ed started to thrust. It was feeling really good. His mind seemed to be floating, strangely unconcerned about what was happening. "Pinky?"*That's what I named your remaining testicle. I can make my stuff shoot into her, or yours. Lemme know which when we get closer, huh?*"I...umm..." Ed unfastened the girl's bra, and her B-cups swung forward. His hands engulfed them, squeezing gently and making the mesmerized beauty gasp as he thrust into her."Uh-huhh..." she moaned as Ed started to tweak her wide nipples.He felt her pussy gripping him tightly. It was feeling really good now...*Time to choose, Ed! Pinky or Perry?*Ed continued to thrust. Why couldn't he think straight? he wondered.*Looks like I gave you a little too much happy juice, buddy. How about we give her both, and may the best man win?*"Uh! Ernh!" Ed was slamming into the girl now, and she was crying out with each hard thrust. He felt his load mustering in his loins, and then the pleasure rushed up his long shaft. He thrust hard and fast into the redhead until... "Ugh!" Ecstasy burst from the tip of his cock as he painted her unprotected pussy with a huge load of cum. "Ur!""Uck-ah!" she cried out as her own orgasm exploded from deep inside her pussy, where the combined load of Perry's blue and Ed's white sperm deluged her fertile depths. Perry pressed the tip of his head against her spasming cervix, and several spurts of their combined seed slipped straight through, invading her undiscovered country."Huh...huh..." Ed leaned down upon the girl, all of his energy gone."Umm...can'd breedh..." the girl groaned from under him.He pulled back, Perry slipping out from inside her and making them both gasp. "Oh, sorry," he offered.She looked down at all the sperm oozing out of her gaping pussy. "Oh shit, now I really really have to pee..." She ran into a stall and moaned as she let loose.Ed grabbed her clothes and handed them to her under the stall door."Thanks!""You're...welcome..." Ed shook his head, zipped up, and went back to class. Kelly and Smolder meet Ed.Ed was having trouble getting his head around it all. His new 10" blue penis, which was actually an alien parasite named Perry, was making copies of itself every time Ed had sex with someone! And then those copies had sex with others and made more copies! But whenever Ed tried to talk to Perry about it, he got distracted. He felt like Perry might be manipulating him, but then he got really tired and had to go take a nap.Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder were stumped trying to find the man with the blue penis that had allegedly hypnotized and impregnated a local doctor. "John Smith" was an obvious pseudonym, and the possibly brown-haired rapist had been so nondescript that it was futile to just canvass the area. The town wasn't large, but there were still several thousand residents, and there was also no guarantee that the mystery man hadn't visited the clinic from one of the neighboring suburbs."Hmm..." Kelly hummed as she consulted her phone."I know that 'hmm'," Smolder responded jokingly, "you found something.""A meteorite fell to Earth a few miles from here the night before 'John Smith' went to Doctor Lintrell's clinic," she revealed, holding her phone screen toward him.He didn't even look. "Oh God, aliens again? I keep telling you, there's no such thing, Kelly!""So you keep saying," she replied, "but do we have anything better to go on?"Ding dong!Ed woke up from his nap. "Mom?" he called out.Ding dong!Since his mother didn't seem to be home, Ed headed down and opened the front door, revealing a tall man and a short woman, dressed in dark suits."JOHN SMITH!" the man pointed a finger accusingly at Ed.Ed staggered back. That was the fake name that he had given at the clinic! How the hell had they found him?"Oh, enough, Smolder," the woman chastised him. "Are you going to yell that at every brown-haired male we come across?"The man smiled, chagrined. "You never know, right?"Ed tried to control his breathing. "Um...um...who are you? What do you want?"The woman showed him her ID. "Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder. May we come in?" Since Ed had already stepped back in shock, they stepped into the entryway without waiting for permission."Um, sure," Ed acquiesced as they closed the door behind them."Who are you, if not John Smith?" the man -- Smolder -- asked him, notebook in hand."Ed Doughtry, sir.""'Sir'...someone raised you right, Ed. Are your parents here?""Dad's delivering around town all day." Ed looked around. "I thought Mom was here, but she must have gone out." That was happening more and more often while his Dad was absent. He tried not to think of his mother fucking women all around town with her new blue penis, infecting them with more blue penises like Perry."We'd like to ask you about the meteorite that landed in your back forty, Mr. Doughtry," Agent Kelly asked."Meteorite? Sorry, I wasn't aware," Ed lied."It came down late at night a few weeks ago. You were probably asleep," she informed him. He nodded. "Can I have a look at the crash site?""Um, sure..."He watched the short woman head out the back door, leaving him alone with the imposingly tall Agent Smolder. Ed wished that she had stayed instead.Smolder gave him a disarming smile. "So, Ed...what's there to do for fun around here?"In the back of the town's only adult store, a fit dirty blonde sat in the blowjob booth as her latest customer blew his load down her throat. Lacey, 23 years old, hadn't been very effective at most of the jobs she'd had since barely graduating high school, but she was a born cocksucker. The man's average-sized cock retreated through the glory hole and she heard a muffled, "Thanks!" She put the two $20 bills that had preceded his cock into her purse.A minute or so later, another couple Jacksons were pushed through the hole, followed by a hard penis, and she paused to examine the schlong. The inside of the booth was dim so that the clientele couldn't identify her if they looked through the hole, but the 8" hard cock seemed...off, somehow. Still, it was a nice-sized member, so she took it into her mouth. A moan, of a higher pitch than expected, sounded from the other side of the wall. She continued to suck, and felt some precum slip into her mouth. She gulped it down.Lacey suddenly felt very hot. She had to get her clothes off and cool down! She quickly pulled off her tight jeans, and then let go of the cock to remove her t-shirt. Finally, shrugging, she doffed her panties and bra, freeing her B-cup breasts. That felt better, and the naked woman took the cock back in hand.Then she realized that her pussy was very wet. She didn't normally do this, but she felt hornier than she remembered being for a very long time. "Ooh, you're in for a treat, mister," she called out to her paramour as she turned, bent over, and backed herself onto that hard prong. The penis seemed to practically slither into her wanton depths, and she gasped in pleasure. She wondered if she had forgotten something important, but couldn't figure out what it was as it sat, unused, in its foil packet in her purse.She moaned as she pushed back, and that sizable member bottomed out inside her tight little body. Then she leaned forward as her lover pulled back, and they smashed their private parts back together on the downswing. That wonderful cock seemed to slide along her g-spot nicely as it went, and she was amazed at how well her lover was pleasuring her, as if that person somehow had intimate knowledge of a woman's inner workings. She was already close to orgasming.Then when they were fully joined again, the head of that wonderful cock rapping insistently at her cervix, she came. "Fuuuckk..." she moaned, shaking, her nipples incredibly hard.Her lover started to thrust faster and harder inside her, extending her orgasm. Her mind was trying to tell her that something important was about to happen. Well, of course it was, she told herself; the orgasm's the best part!"Ungh!"Lacey heard the high-pitched voice on the other side of the wall grunt, and felt that stupendous cock throb deep inside her. Then she felt a hot warmth suddenly permeate her core and came again, hard. "Huhh! Ohh wooow..." She pushed back onto the spurting cock, her co-opted instincts telling her to make sure that precious seed went as deep inside her as it could, and it did. A gush of blue-tinged semen splashed through her spasming cervix, where it began its journey of transformation deep inside the young woman.Eve Doughtry tucked her softening member back under her skirt and left through the glory hole room's door, surprising the shop owner as she went. She gave him a wink and headed home.Agent Kelly returned. "Unfortunately, there wasn't much left of the meteorite.""So, no aliens?" Smolder asked with a sardonic grin.Ed choked. "Uhh...aliens? Are you kidding?"*You rang?* Perry sounded in his head."Where the hell have you been?" Ed subvocalized."What was that?" Smolder asked."Just...wondering when my Mom's going to be home. She's been gone for a while."Kelly stepped forward and handed him a business card. "Please have her call me if she or your father were awake when the meteorite came down, or if they've seen anything...strange...okay, Mr. Doughtry?"*Oh, she's cute, Ed...kind of a hot nerd, don'tcha think?* Perry asked.Ed smiled at her and nodded, "Yep.""All right, we'll show ourselves out. Have a good day." Then they were gone."Perry, that was way too close!" Ed exclaimed.*Relax, Ed...if we can't beat 'em, she'll join us, and it looks like she's the smart one in that partnership. Problem solved.*Ed wondered. The teary ending.Agents Kelly and Smolder split up to interview the neighbors, with short, curvy Kelly trudging up the gravel path of a nearby farmhouse to knock on the front door.An attractive, shorter brunette woman opened it and gave the agent an assessing gaze. "Yes?"Kelly held up her ID. "Homeland Security, Agent Kelly, ma'am. I was wondering if you saw or heard the meteorite that came down a few weeks ago, or have you seen anything strange since?"The woman stood back and opened the door wide. "The meteorite? Why don't you come in and we can discuss it. I'm Darla, by the way.""Thank you." Kelly entered the house. "Oh, what a lovely home you have, Darl--"As the agent passed her, the housewife pushed her forward hard, causing Kelly to sprawl across the arm of the cushy couch with her butt in the air."--ahh!"In a flash, Darla was upon her, pushing up the agent's coat and pulling down her trousers. Darla's now 7" blue erection was ready.*Ha! Got her!* Perry announced in Ed's head."Got who?"*Agent Kelly! She went next door to Darla's, and...*"Aunt Darla too? Oh, Perry!"*Shit! What just happened?*"What?"*I lost contact with Darla...there's just nothing!*Ed had never heard Perry sound worried before. "Um..."*I'm calling in reinforcements.*"Coraaa...whyyy...?" Cora's mother moaned as her daughter ravaged her with her new 6" blue penis. The small retro grunge senior student had found her mother in bed, nursing a migraine, and insisted that she give her a massage to help. Once the older woman was relaxed, though, Cora had pounced. Once Perry's drone cock was inside her mother's pussy, there was no stopping her."I just gotta..." Cora responded, "...gotta...unhh..." She moved faster, slamming that blue cock harder into her Mom. "Gottaa...aaahhh!" she cried out as blue sperm blasted from the head of her cock, filling her mother's unprotected depths."Aahhh! Corrraaaa!!" her mother screamed as her own orgasm exploded from the hot, wet pressure filling her.Cora froze for a moment, pulled out quickly, and raced from the room, not even pausing to pull her baggy jeans back on.Around town, an assortment of women likewise stopped what they were doing and rushed to their vehicles, some carpooling with others, like Cora, who didn't drive. As one, they raced toward the Doughtry farm.A few minutes later, there was a banging on the front door.*Don't answer it, Ed!* Perry yelled in his head."That's not your reinforcements? What do I do?"*Out the back!*Ed rushed for the back door, but Agent Smolder kicked that in, gun drawn and pointed right at him."Ack!" Ed screeched, and automatically put his hands up."Open the front door, Ed," Smolder directed him, his pistol unwavering.He did, and Kelly walked in, holding a silver briefcase. She took Ed's arm. "Ed, I'm going to need you to take me to your bedroom.""Err, what's goin' on, Kelly?" Smolder asked as he put away his gun. "Is Ed here our guy?""That's what I'm going to find out. C'mon..." and she pulled Ed up the stairs to his room, Smolder following. She turned back to her partner. "Smolder, I'm going to need you to barricade the doors and windows. We might have unfriendly visitors soon. And don't shoot anyone!" Then she pulled Ed into his room and closed the door."Okay, I'll just be out here trying to unkick the back door, I guess?" Smolder called up cheekily.She dropped the silver briefcase onto his bed. "Pants off, Ed."*Stupid woman!* Perry exulted, *Now she's ours! Let's show her what we're made of, Ed.*Ed unzipped and Perry sprang out, dancing hypnotically before the short, sexy agent."There you are," Kelly said, her eyes turning entirely coal black.*No! What are they doing here?! Shit! Run, Ed!*Suddenly full of adrenaline, Ed dashed for the door, but Kelly was a step ahead of him, tripping him up and climbing astride him. She held his arms down as Perry battered at her trousers, trying to insert himself inside her.Her eyes were as black as pitch as she stared into his. "Ed, I need you to listen to me. I think you know, deep down, that this thing has been controlling you, but it won't let you realize it. I'm going to help with that, and you need to help me."There was the scrabbling sound of car tires on the driveway outside. "Uh, Kelly? I think we have company!" Smolder called out from downstairs."We don't have much time, Ed," Kelly advised him. "I need you to think about what was most important to you before this thing came into your life. Ack!" Perry had poked her right in her pussy through her trousers, so she grabbed the alien phallus with one hand while shifting a knee to keep Ed's arms immobile.Ed's mind felt odd, like he was waking up from a dream. Most important? Graduating school, meeting a woman, having sex with that woman, lots of sex...his cock throbbed in the agent's firm hand."Concentrate, Ed! Don't let it mess with your head. Think about your family," she urged him.Ed considered his Dad, the man that, despite how much he worked, had always made sure that he had time to talk to his son about whatever concerns the younger man had. His Mom had always been supportive as well, perhaps more indulgent than other mothers, but that was because she loved him. His mind flashed back to that morning weeks ago, when she had climbed into his lap and fucked his new alien cock, and felt ashamed."Ed! That wasn't you...it was the alien! He made you do that!" Kelly advised him.Ed despaired. He had had sex with so many women in the past few weeks, and before Perry, he had been a virgin! The alien had helped him, hadn't he? But he should never have had incestuous relations with his Mom, or his cousin Julie!There was a crash downstairs. They heard swearing, and then the thumping of Smolder's feet up the stairs. "Whatever you're going to do, Kelly, do it now! It's like Night of the Living Dead out here!"Kelly struggled to hold Perry still. "It has to go, Ed! There's too much at stake! You have to reject it. Think of something -- anything -- that you hate about all this!" She furrowed her brow in concentration.Ed's mind was whirling, and then he remembered Charisma, his dream woman. The one thing he had wanted, and he hadn't been able to fuck her because one of Perry's "drones" had gotten to her first. He...was angry...he was...Furious. He gritted his teeth. "Get...off...""Not until you agree...""Perry! Get off of me! Get off of my body, you fucker!"Kelly jumped to her feet. Ed grabbed the alien cock in both hands.*No, Ed! We can do amazing things together! Just let me be your penis!* Perry pleaded.Ed pulled and screamed. Perry shrieked in his head as the alien parasite slowly peeled away from between the young man's legs. The screaming continued as Ed's blood splashed to the floor between his legs, and then he finally ripped Perry free. He tottered for a moment, and then swooned and collapsed.Kelly grabbed Perry before he could slither away. "Gotcha!""Kelly! I'm gonna get killed by blue dickgirls!" Smolder yelled from the other side of the door. From the thumps, it sounded like he was being battered against it.She flipped open the silver briefcase, shoved Perry inside, and quickly closed the lid. There was a "shush" sound as the case sealed.There was immediate silence from the other side of the door. "Smolder?" Kelly called out.The door opened and her partner staggered in, beaten and bruised. "What the fuck just happened? They all collapsed." Then he took in the bloody mess on the floor. "Oh, shit...I'll call an ambulance." He pulled out his phone.---"Ed?""Five more minutes, Mom.""Ed Doughtry."Ed opened his eyes. Agent Kelly was there, pressing a towel to his crotch. "Oww FUCK!" he yelled in agony as he came back to reality."Sorry, Ed," she offered, her eyes still black. "I'm holding back the pain as best I can. I was really impressed with what you did with...Perry.""What...are you?""Think of me as an intergalactic policewoman, keeping the Earth safe from things like that parasite. Normally I'd have to take your memory of this event away, but I really need you to keep an eye out around here, in case we missed anything. Can you keep a secret, Ed?"Gritting his teeth, he nodded.She gave him a smile. "Good man. Perry's victims all passed out when I threw him into my shielded case, and the copies he made have disintegrated, too, without their master's direction. Their ex-hosts won't remember anything that happened after being infected, and I suspect Perry messed their memories of those encounters up enough so they won't recall what he made you do to them. Now I just have to adjust Smolder's memory so that he goes back to not believing in aliens, and..." She looked around. "Where is Smolder...?"Then she gasped. "...and the briefcase?"---"Ten inches! Woo!" Agent Smolder drove hard and fast away from town, his new penis settling in nicely between his legs.*I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Smolder,* Perry said. *Hey, do you smoke?*Epilogue:Over the next few weeks, several dozen women were surprised to miss their next period, with no recollection of how that really happened. Almost eight months later, a glut of births occurred in Ed's sleepy town. Of the ones that Ed and his mother personally had a hand in:Doctor Lintrell had a normal baby boy, though she never found out who "John Smith" was.Darla and her husband, the Doughtrys' next door neighbors, were very happy to finally be blessed with a little girl.Ed's Aunt Erin likewise birthed a little girl. Because Eve's alien testicle had been made from her own ovary, her sperm could only supply X chromosomes, not Y, so she only made girls.Cora, the retro grunge student, had a boy, and the unnamed redhead from the school's ladies' washroom had a girl.All of the babies except Doctor Lintrell's had a strange condition that caused their skin to have a slight blue tinge. Only time would tell what else would be different.The end? By Krosis for Literotica 

A paranormal investigation begins..by Krosis. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Ed finally gets Charisma alone. "Doctor Lintrell?"The brown-haired woman looked up from her desk and lowered her cats-eye glasses. "Yes? Do we have an appointment?"The short woman and tall man, both dressed in dark suits and also brown-haired, stepped into the office. The woman pulled out her identification. "You called us, Doctor. Agents Kelly and Smolder, Homeland Security.""Oh, yes, please close the door and have a seat. I wouldn't have called, but since the incident, I've been having nightmares -- flashbacks?"The agents sat. The man, Smolder, leaned forward, looking skeptical. "About a large blue penis?"The doctor flushed. "I thought it was nothing, but a week ago I missed my period, and I haven't had sex with anyone...well, anyone I remember, anyway. I tested myself and...I'm pregnant. The blue penis keeps popping up in my dreams, so I think someone hypnotized me, not that I used to believe in hypnosis, but..." She reached into her desk. "...then I found this." She held out a piece of paper.Kelly read it and then handed the paper to her partner. On it was the date from three weeks previous, some scribblings about a "John Smith", an unspecified problem with his penis, and the last thing written was, "Blue!""I don't remember writing that, agents, but it's definitely my handwriting."Smolder took a picture of the note with his phone and handed it back to the doctor. "John Smith, huh?"She looked nettled. "Obviously a fake name...I expect that he was embarrassed about his penis."Kelly nodded. "And you can't remember anything about this man, other than that?"Doctor Lintrell shook her head. "I'm sorry...my staff didn't even remember him. One thought that he might have had brown hair?"Smolder stood up. "Brown hair? We'll have this solved by lunch! Thanks, Doctor Lintrell." Then he turned on his heel and stomped out of the room."I'm sorry for my partner," Kelly said. "He's a bit of a skeptic."The doctor nodded. "You said you were Homeland Security? I called the local police."Kelly got to her feet. "We believe that this could be far bigger than a local issue." She drew closer and whispered, "Aliens."The doctor looked at her blankly. "You think 'John Smith' is Mexican?"Kelly frowned and sighed. "Something like that. We'll be in touch, Doctor."---Spring Break was over, and Ed was back in school. He was definitely not going to miss his chance at getting Charisma alone this time! When she asked the teacher if she could go to the washroom, Ed did the same a few minutes later.He caught the gorgeous blonde just as she was heading back to class. "Hey, Charisma! Can I talk to you?""You are talking to me," she replied dismissively, not stopping."I mean alone!"She paused and turned to him. "What for?""I...I have to show you something...you'll really love it!""I've heard That before..." Then she looked thoughtful, "though they were right. Okay, come on." She pulled Ed back into the women's washroom. "Well?""Just a sec," Ed said. He turned his back to her and let Perry out through his zipper before whirling back around. "Ta da!" he cried with a flourish."Oh," Charisma responded as she beheld his large blue alien penis.Ed paused. "Oh?"Charisma pulled her skirt up, surprising him. "Yeah, I already got one of those. Blue dick buddies!" She held out her fist.Ed was unable to tear his eyes away from the 4" blue penis hanging between her legs."Oh, c'mon! Don't leave me hangin'!"Ed slowly raised his arm and gave her the saddest fist bump ever."Okay, see ya!" Then she was gone, leaving Ed standing alone in the girls' washroom.*So...I guess we have something to discuss, Ed.* Perry said in his mind. *Sorry, buddy, one of my drones got into her over the holiday.*"Drones?"*Yeah...well, all that sex we've been having? It's been allowing me to 'spread my seed', so to speak. You know how you have one blue ball and one regular one? The blue one's mine, and it's been making drones; copies of me.*Ed's mind was overloading. Everyone he had sex with? "Muh...my Mom too?"*Oh, she's been great, just going to town on the locals, and then with her own sister...so hot!*"Aunt Erin?!"Just then the door opened and a pretty redheaded senior walked in. "Hey! What are you doing inn...here..." Her mind shut down as she saw Perry dancing in front of her, and she pulled her shirt off, revealing nice palm-sized breasts covered by a pink bra.*Time to have some fun, Ed!*"But...no..." Ed felt his body flush with desire for this young woman, Perry leading the way as he advanced on her.She pulled her skirt and pink panties down and then bent over the sink counter, presenting her puffy, rapidly moistening pussy to him."Perry...I don't wanna..." But Ed took a hold of the teenaged beauty's rounded hips and felt Perry slither inside her sultry vagina. "...oh..no..."*Hey, Ed, this one's fertile,* Perry advised him, noticing the telltale mucus as he slipped deeper inside. *You want me to let Pinky get all up in her?*Ed started to thrust. It was feeling really good. His mind seemed to be floating, strangely unconcerned about what was happening. "Pinky?"*That's what I named your remaining testicle. I can make my stuff shoot into her, or yours. Lemme know which when we get closer, huh?*"I...umm..." Ed unfastened the girl's bra, and her B-cups swung forward. His hands engulfed them, squeezing gently and making the mesmerized beauty gasp as he thrust into her."Uh-huhh..." she moaned as Ed started to tweak her wide nipples.He felt her pussy gripping him tightly. It was feeling really good now...*Time to choose, Ed! Pinky or Perry?*Ed continued to thrust. Why couldn't he think straight? he wondered.*Looks like I gave you a little too much happy juice, buddy. How about we give her both, and may the best man win?*"Uh! Ernh!" Ed was slamming into the girl now, and she was crying out with each hard thrust. He felt his load mustering in his loins, and then the pleasure rushed up his long shaft. He thrust hard and fast into the redhead until... "Ugh!" Ecstasy burst from the tip of his cock as he painted her unprotected pussy with a huge load of cum. "Ur!""Uck-ah!" she cried out as her own orgasm exploded from deep inside her pussy, where the combined load of Perry's blue and Ed's white sperm deluged her fertile depths. Perry pressed the tip of his head against her spasming cervix, and several spurts of their combined seed slipped straight through, invading her undiscovered country."Huh...huh..." Ed leaned down upon the girl, all of his energy gone."Umm...can'd breedh..." the girl groaned from under him.He pulled back, Perry slipping out from inside her and making them both gasp. "Oh, sorry," he offered.She looked down at all the sperm oozing out of her gaping pussy. "Oh shit, now I really really have to pee..." She ran into a stall and moaned as she let loose.Ed grabbed her clothes and handed them to her under the stall door."Thanks!""You're...welcome..." Ed shook his head, zipped up, and went back to class. Kelly and Smolder meet Ed.Ed was having trouble getting his head around it all. His new 10" blue penis, which was actually an alien parasite named Perry, was making copies of itself every time Ed had sex with someone! And then those copies had sex with others and made more copies! But whenever Ed tried to talk to Perry about it, he got distracted. He felt like Perry might be manipulating him, but then he got really tired and had to go take a nap.Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder were stumped trying to find the man with the blue penis that had allegedly hypnotized and impregnated a local doctor. "John Smith" was an obvious pseudonym, and the possibly brown-haired rapist had been so nondescript that it was futile to just canvass the area. The town wasn't large, but there were still several thousand residents, and there was also no guarantee that the mystery man hadn't visited the clinic from one of the neighboring suburbs."Hmm..." Kelly hummed as she consulted her phone."I know that 'hmm'," Smolder responded jokingly, "you found something.""A meteorite fell to Earth a few miles from here the night before 'John Smith' went to Doctor Lintrell's clinic," she revealed, holding her phone screen toward him.He didn't even look. "Oh God, aliens again? I keep telling you, there's no such thing, Kelly!""So you keep saying," she replied, "but do we have anything better to go on?"Ding dong!Ed woke up from his nap. "Mom?" he called out.Ding dong!Since his mother didn't seem to be home, Ed headed down and opened the front door, revealing a tall man and a short woman, dressed in dark suits."JOHN SMITH!" the man pointed a finger accusingly at Ed.Ed staggered back. That was the fake name that he had given at the clinic! How the hell had they found him?"Oh, enough, Smolder," the woman chastised him. "Are you going to yell that at every brown-haired male we come across?"The man smiled, chagrined. "You never know, right?"Ed tried to control his breathing. "Um...um...who are you? What do you want?"The woman showed him her ID. "Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder. May we come in?" Since Ed had already stepped back in shock, they stepped into the entryway without waiting for permission."Um, sure," Ed acquiesced as they closed the door behind them."Who are you, if not John Smith?" the man -- Smolder -- asked him, notebook in hand."Ed Doughtry, sir.""'Sir'...someone raised you right, Ed. Are your parents here?""Dad's delivering around town all day." Ed looked around. "I thought Mom was here, but she must have gone out." That was happening more and more often while his Dad was absent. He tried not to think of his mother fucking women all around town with her new blue penis, infecting them with more blue penises like Perry."We'd like to ask you about the meteorite that landed in your back forty, Mr. Doughtry," Agent Kelly asked."Meteorite? Sorry, I wasn't aware," Ed lied."It came down late at night a few weeks ago. You were probably asleep," she informed him. He nodded. "Can I have a look at the crash site?""Um, sure..."He watched the short woman head out the back door, leaving him alone with the imposingly tall Agent Smolder. Ed wished that she had stayed instead.Smolder gave him a disarming smile. "So, Ed...what's there to do for fun around here?"In the back of the town's only adult store, a fit dirty blonde sat in the blowjob booth as her latest customer blew his load down her throat. Lacey, 23 years old, hadn't been very effective at most of the jobs she'd had since barely graduating high school, but she was a born cocksucker. The man's average-sized cock retreated through the glory hole and she heard a muffled, "Thanks!" She put the two $20 bills that had preceded his cock into her purse.A minute or so later, another couple Jacksons were pushed through the hole, followed by a hard penis, and she paused to examine the schlong. The inside of the booth was dim so that the clientele couldn't identify her if they looked through the hole, but the 8" hard cock seemed...off, somehow. Still, it was a nice-sized member, so she took it into her mouth. A moan, of a higher pitch than expected, sounded from the other side of the wall. She continued to suck, and felt some precum slip into her mouth. She gulped it down.Lacey suddenly felt very hot. She had to get her clothes off and cool down! She quickly pulled off her tight jeans, and then let go of the cock to remove her t-shirt. Finally, shrugging, she doffed her panties and bra, freeing her B-cup breasts. That felt better, and the naked woman took the cock back in hand.Then she realized that her pussy was very wet. She didn't normally do this, but she felt hornier than she remembered being for a very long time. "Ooh, you're in for a treat, mister," she called out to her paramour as she turned, bent over, and backed herself onto that hard prong. The penis seemed to practically slither into her wanton depths, and she gasped in pleasure. She wondered if she had forgotten something important, but couldn't figure out what it was as it sat, unused, in its foil packet in her purse.She moaned as she pushed back, and that sizable member bottomed out inside her tight little body. Then she leaned forward as her lover pulled back, and they smashed their private parts back together on the downswing. That wonderful cock seemed to slide along her g-spot nicely as it went, and she was amazed at how well her lover was pleasuring her, as if that person somehow had intimate knowledge of a woman's inner workings. She was already close to orgasming.Then when they were fully joined again, the head of that wonderful cock rapping insistently at her cervix, she came. "Fuuuckk..." she moaned, shaking, her nipples incredibly hard.Her lover started to thrust faster and harder inside her, extending her orgasm. Her mind was trying to tell her that something important was about to happen. Well, of course it was, she told herself; the orgasm's the best part!"Ungh!"Lacey heard the high-pitched voice on the other side of the wall grunt, and felt that stupendous cock throb deep inside her. Then she felt a hot warmth suddenly permeate her core and came again, hard. "Huhh! Ohh wooow..." She pushed back onto the spurting cock, her co-opted instincts telling her to make sure that precious seed went as deep inside her as it could, and it did. A gush of blue-tinged semen splashed through her spasming cervix, where it began its journey of transformation deep inside the young woman.Eve Doughtry tucked her softening member back under her skirt and left through the glory hole room's door, surprising the shop owner as she went. She gave him a wink and headed home.Agent Kelly returned. "Unfortunately, there wasn't much left of the meteorite.""So, no aliens?" Smolder asked with a sardonic grin.Ed choked. "Uhh...aliens? Are you kidding?"*You rang?* Perry sounded in his head."Where the hell have you been?" Ed subvocalized."What was that?" Smolder asked."Just...wondering when my Mom's going to be home. She's been gone for a while."Kelly stepped forward and handed him a business card. "Please have her call me if she or your father were awake when the meteorite came down, or if they've seen anything...strange...okay, Mr. Doughtry?"*Oh, she's cute, Ed...kind of a hot nerd, don'tcha think?* Perry asked.Ed smiled at her and nodded, "Yep.""All right, we'll show ourselves out. Have a good day." Then they were gone."Perry, that was way too close!" Ed exclaimed.*Relax, Ed...if we can't beat 'em, she'll join us, and it looks like she's the smart one in that partnership. Problem solved.*Ed wondered. The teary ending.Agents Kelly and Smolder split up to interview the neighbors, with short, curvy Kelly trudging up the gravel path of a nearby farmhouse to knock on the front door.An attractive, shorter brunette woman opened it and gave the agent an assessing gaze. "Yes?"Kelly held up her ID. "Homeland Security, Agent Kelly, ma'am. I was wondering if you saw or heard the meteorite that came down a few weeks ago, or have you seen anything strange since?"The woman stood back and opened the door wide. "The meteorite? Why don't you come in and we can discuss it. I'm Darla, by the way.""Thank you." Kelly entered the house. "Oh, what a lovely home you have, Darl--"As the agent passed her, the housewife pushed her forward hard, causing Kelly to sprawl across the arm of the cushy couch with her butt in the air."--ahh!"In a flash, Darla was upon her, pushing up the agent's coat and pulling down her trousers. Darla's now 7" blue erection was ready.*Ha! Got her!* Perry announced in Ed's head."Got who?"*Agent Kelly! She went next door to Darla's, and...*"Aunt Darla too? Oh, Perry!"*Shit! What just happened?*"What?"*I lost contact with Darla...there's just nothing!*Ed had never heard Perry sound worried before. "Um..."*I'm calling in reinforcements.*"Coraaa...whyyy...?" Cora's mother moaned as her daughter ravaged her with her new 6" blue penis. The small retro grunge senior student had found her mother in bed, nursing a migraine, and insisted that she give her a massage to help. Once the older woman was relaxed, though, Cora had pounced. Once Perry's drone cock was inside her mother's pussy, there was no stopping her."I just gotta..." Cora responded, "...gotta...unhh..." She moved faster, slamming that blue cock harder into her Mom. "Gottaa...aaahhh!" she cried out as blue sperm blasted from the head of her cock, filling her mother's unprotected depths."Aahhh! Corrraaaa!!" her mother screamed as her own orgasm exploded from the hot, wet pressure filling her.Cora froze for a moment, pulled out quickly, and raced from the room, not even pausing to pull her baggy jeans back on.Around town, an assortment of women likewise stopped what they were doing and rushed to their vehicles, some carpooling with others, like Cora, who didn't drive. As one, they raced toward the Doughtry farm.A few minutes later, there was a banging on the front door.*Don't answer it, Ed!* Perry yelled in his head."That's not your reinforcements? What do I do?"*Out the back!*Ed rushed for the back door, but Agent Smolder kicked that in, gun drawn and pointed right at him."Ack!" Ed screeched, and automatically put his hands up."Open the front door, Ed," Smolder directed him, his pistol unwavering.He did, and Kelly walked in, holding a silver briefcase. She took Ed's arm. "Ed, I'm going to need you to take me to your bedroom.""Err, what's goin' on, Kelly?" Smolder asked as he put away his gun. "Is Ed here our guy?""That's what I'm going to find out. C'mon..." and she pulled Ed up the stairs to his room, Smolder following. She turned back to her partner. "Smolder, I'm going to need you to barricade the doors and windows. We might have unfriendly visitors soon. And don't shoot anyone!" Then she pulled Ed into his room and closed the door."Okay, I'll just be out here trying to unkick the back door, I guess?" Smolder called up cheekily.She dropped the silver briefcase onto his bed. "Pants off, Ed."*Stupid woman!* Perry exulted, *Now she's ours! Let's show her what we're made of, Ed.*Ed unzipped and Perry sprang out, dancing hypnotically before the short, sexy agent."There you are," Kelly said, her eyes turning entirely coal black.*No! What are they doing here?! Shit! Run, Ed!*Suddenly full of adrenaline, Ed dashed for the door, but Kelly was a step ahead of him, tripping him up and climbing astride him. She held his arms down as Perry battered at her trousers, trying to insert himself inside her.Her eyes were as black as pitch as she stared into his. "Ed, I need you to listen to me. I think you know, deep down, that this thing has been controlling you, but it won't let you realize it. I'm going to help with that, and you need to help me."There was the scrabbling sound of car tires on the driveway outside. "Uh, Kelly? I think we have company!" Smolder called out from downstairs."We don't have much time, Ed," Kelly advised him. "I need you to think about what was most important to you before this thing came into your life. Ack!" Perry had poked her right in her pussy through her trousers, so she grabbed the alien phallus with one hand while shifting a knee to keep Ed's arms immobile.Ed's mind felt odd, like he was waking up from a dream. Most important? Graduating school, meeting a woman, having sex with that woman, lots of sex...his cock throbbed in the agent's firm hand."Concentrate, Ed! Don't let it mess with your head. Think about your family," she urged him.Ed considered his Dad, the man that, despite how much he worked, had always made sure that he had time to talk to his son about whatever concerns the younger man had. His Mom had always been supportive as well, perhaps more indulgent than other mothers, but that was because she loved him. His mind flashed back to that morning weeks ago, when she had climbed into his lap and fucked his new alien cock, and felt ashamed."Ed! That wasn't you...it was the alien! He made you do that!" Kelly advised him.Ed despaired. He had had sex with so many women in the past few weeks, and before Perry, he had been a virgin! The alien had helped him, hadn't he? But he should never have had incestuous relations with his Mom, or his cousin Julie!There was a crash downstairs. They heard swearing, and then the thumping of Smolder's feet up the stairs. "Whatever you're going to do, Kelly, do it now! It's like Night of the Living Dead out here!"Kelly struggled to hold Perry still. "It has to go, Ed! There's too much at stake! You have to reject it. Think of something -- anything -- that you hate about all this!" She furrowed her brow in concentration.Ed's mind was whirling, and then he remembered Charisma, his dream woman. The one thing he had wanted, and he hadn't been able to fuck her because one of Perry's "drones" had gotten to her first. He...was angry...he was...Furious. He gritted his teeth. "Get...off...""Not until you agree...""Perry! Get off of me! Get off of my body, you fucker!"Kelly jumped to her feet. Ed grabbed the alien cock in both hands.*No, Ed! We can do amazing things together! Just let me be your penis!* Perry pleaded.Ed pulled and screamed. Perry shrieked in his head as the alien parasite slowly peeled away from between the young man's legs. The screaming continued as Ed's blood splashed to the floor between his legs, and then he finally ripped Perry free. He tottered for a moment, and then swooned and collapsed.Kelly grabbed Perry before he could slither away. "Gotcha!""Kelly! I'm gonna get killed by blue dickgirls!" Smolder yelled from the other side of the door. From the thumps, it sounded like he was being battered against it.She flipped open the silver briefcase, shoved Perry inside, and quickly closed the lid. There was a "shush" sound as the case sealed.There was immediate silence from the other side of the door. "Smolder?" Kelly called out.The door opened and her partner staggered in, beaten and bruised. "What the fuck just happened? They all collapsed." Then he took in the bloody mess on the floor. "Oh, shit...I'll call an ambulance." He pulled out his phone.---"Ed?""Five more minutes, Mom.""Ed Doughtry."Ed opened his eyes. Agent Kelly was there, pressing a towel to his crotch. "Oww FUCK!" he yelled in agony as he came back to reality."Sorry, Ed," she offered, her eyes still black. "I'm holding back the pain as best I can. I was really impressed with what you did with...Perry.""What...are you?""Think of me as an intergalactic policewoman, keeping the Earth safe from things like that parasite. Normally I'd have to take your memory of this event away, but I really need you to keep an eye out around here, in case we missed anything. Can you keep a secret, Ed?"Gritting his teeth, he nodded.She gave him a smile. "Good man. Perry's victims all passed out when I threw him into my shielded case, and the copies he made have disintegrated, too, without their master's direction. Their ex-hosts won't remember anything that happened after being infected, and I suspect Perry messed their memories of those encounters up enough so they won't recall what he made you do to them. Now I just have to adjust Smolder's memory so that he goes back to not believing in aliens, and..." She looked around. "Where is Smolder...?"Then she gasped. "...and the briefcase?"---"Ten inches! Woo!" Agent Smolder drove hard and fast away from town, his new penis settling in nicely between his legs.*I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Smolder,* Perry said. *Hey, do you smoke?*Epilogue:Over the next few weeks, several dozen women were surprised to miss their next period, with no recollection of how that really happened. Almost eight months later, a glut of births occurred in Ed's sleepy town. Of the ones that Ed and his mother personally had a hand in:Doctor Lintrell had a normal baby boy, though she never found out who "John Smith" was.Darla and her husband, the Doughtrys' next door neighbors, were very happy to finally be blessed with a little girl.Ed's Aunt Erin likewise birthed a little girl. Because Eve's alien testicle had been made from her own ovary, her sperm could only supply X chromosomes, not Y, so she only made girls.Cora, the retro grunge student, had a boy, and the unnamed redhead from the school's ladies' washroom had a girl.All of the babies except Doctor Lintrell's had a strange condition that caused their skin to have a slight blue tinge. Only time would tell what else would be different.The end? By Krosis for Literotica 

Back with a fresh show Monday, October 7Segments include:*EZ's Bracket Challenge*Gay-hating priest getting hammered by parishioners.*Woman with lesbian-Orc strength, takes out cougar attacking friend.*Family, no doubt suing Wal Mart after grandma impaled by forklift*Bendr Bones is driving Ottawa Impact crazy!!*Woman exonerated for killing her baby suing for (hopefully ) big money.*Another nail in the coffin for EV's.*Tony Gates is not happy at all with your old pal, EZ*When discussing shithead Gates, EZ mentioned the song "You're So Vain" by Carly Simon. Kenney pointed out that "Faster Pussycat did a better version of that song. Ow! Muh back." Wait till you hear this pile of shit.*Wacko commits crime that begs for the question, "Is he ok?"Our Sponsors:* Check out Mint Mobile: https://mintmobile.com/ZANE* Check out PrizePicks: https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/ERICZANESupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-eric-zane-show-podcast/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Nasıl ki Hz. Ebû Bekir (r.a.), Muhâcirlerin en önde gelen şahsiyeti ise, Hz. Sa‘d (r.a.) de Ensâr'ın en önde gelen sîmâsı idi. Bu azîz sahâbî, Fahr-i Âlem (s.a.v.) Efendimiz henüz Medine'yi şereflendirmeden önce Mus'ab ibni Umeyr (r.a.) vâsıtasıyla müslüman oldu. Sa‘d (r.a.), Abdüleşhel oğullarının başkanı olduğu için, o müslüman olunca bütün kabile İslâmiyet'i kabul etti. Kâinâtın Efendisi (s.a.v.) ile Bedir, Uhud ve Hendek gâzvelerinde bulundu. Hendek Gâzvesi'nde kolundan ağır şekilde yaralandı. Hicretin 5. yılında bu yara açıldı ve henüz otuz yedi yaşında iken kolundaki bu kanamadan dolayı vefât etti. Resûl-i Ekrem (s.a.v.) Efendimiz'in haber verdiğine göre Sa‘d (r.a.) vefât edince, Cenâb-ı Hâkk'ın yüce arşı, onun rûhuna kavuşmanın sevinciyle titremiş, gök kapıları kendisi için açılmış ve cenâzesinde 70.000 melek bulunmuş ve bu aziz insanın nâşını melekler taşımıştır. Bizler arş cansız bir varlık olmalıdır; “Cansız bir şey nasıl sevinir?” diye düşünmemeliyiz. Zira bu husus akılla bilinecek bir şey değildir. İşte burada, Resûlullah (s.a.v.) Efendimiz'in Uhud Dağı'nı göstererek: “Uhud bizi sever, biz de onu severiz.” hadîs-i şerîfi hatırlanmalıdır. Uhud nasıl seviyorsa, arş da öyle sevinebilir. Arş'ın canlı mı, yoksa cansız mı olduğunu bilmiyoruz ama cansız olduğunu zannettiğimiz dağların, taşların bile Allâh (c.c.) korkusundan parçalanacağı, yuvarlanıp düşeceği Kur'ân-ı Kerîm'de şöyle belirtilmektedir: “Şâyet biz, bu Kur'an'ı bir dağa indirseydik, sen onu Allâh korkusundan baş eğmiş, parça parça olmuş görürdün.” (Haşr s. 21) Yine Allâh (c.c.)'un kitabında Yahudilere hitâben de şöyle buyurulmaktadır: “Ama bundan sonra kalpleriniz yine katılaştı da taş kesildi, hattâ taştan da beter oldu. Çünkü öyle taşlar vardır ki, bağrından ırmaklar çağlar. Öylesi de vardır ki, çatlayıp arasından sular akar. Bazısı da, Allâh korkusundan yuvarlanıp düşer. Sizin yaptıklarınızdan ise Allâh habersiz değildir.” (Bakara s. 74) (İmâm Tirmizî, Şemâil-i Şerîf, c.1, s.106-107)

I'd love to hear from you!What if the key to a fulfilling life was hidden in the activities that make you lose track of time? Join Matt Berrafato and me as we uncover the transformative power of aligning your gifts, passions, and the people you can serve, From Matt's early days as a hockey goalie inspired by Tony Esposito to his current role as a renowned author and purpose hunter coach, Matt shares his journey and wisdom on how to connect deeply with your purpose. Drawing lessons from Eckhart Tolle's "The Power of Now," we explore how a simple shift in mindset can turn dissatisfaction into profound fulfillment.Life is a balancing act between responsibilities and passions, but what if you could navigate both without compromising your true calling? In this episode, we introduce the concept of the "purpose continuum," a powerful idea that shows how your purpose evolves over different life stages and responsibilities. Matt and I discuss practical tips on identifying who you can serve with your unique gifts and how recognizing this can guide you towards a fulfilling life. Personal anecdotes and reflections make this discussion relatable and actionable, helping you remain aligned with your deeper passions even while meeting life's demands.Uncover the magic of embracing and sharing your passions as we delve into activities like dancing, hockey, cooking, and teaching that can connect deeply to your purpose. Effective brainstorming often leads to unexpected and inspiring outcomes, and we highlight personal stories to illustrate this point. We also emphasize the importance of recognizing and valuing the passions of others, uplifting them while avoiding self-deprecation and negative judgments. Finally, we reflect on powerful lessons learned from a friend's journey as a quadriplegic, emphasizing our responsibility to honor and share these lessons to help others. Don't miss this episode, where you learn to boost your emotional and positive intelligence to live the life you were meant to live--and enjoy.Show Notes:Matt Berrafato, The Purpose HunterGet a FREE copy of the Purpose Hunting ebook along with some exclusive bonuses: https://thepurposehunter.com/hi1Buy the book here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CTQQZD6QLinkedIn page: https://www.linkedin.com/in/matt-berrafato-83528113/Flow, by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, pronounced “Muh·hay·lee Chik·sSupport the Show.Want to learn how to build your ©PQ? Let's meet to see if working together is good fit. --> Calendar: https://calendly.com/jami-carlacio/virtual-coffee --> Email: jami@jamicarlacio.com--> Find out more about my coaching services: https://jamicarlacio.com--> LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jami-carlacio/--> FaceBook: https://www.facebook.com/jamicarlacioPQ --> Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jamicarlacio1/--> YouTube: https://tinyurl.com/jamicarlacio1--> Substack: https://substack.com/@eqmaven--> I'd appreciate your support the show by buying me a cup of coffee: https://www.buzzsprout.com/2167520/supporters/new

Muhō is a German-born Zen monk who was the abbot of Antai-ji, a Japanese Sōtō Zen temple from 2002 until 2020.

Desde Barcelona tuve el honor de entrevistar a Eva Ramírez. En este episodio conversamos sobre los procesos editoriales, qué te puede aportar publicar un libro, el Proyecto Amanda y más. Eva es CEO fundadora de Tu voz en mi pluma, un proyecto editorial de acompañamiento, publicación y servicios literarios. Editora, escritora y poeta con cinco obras propias publicadas 100 Mensajes para mis hijos, Te escucho en verso, Hasta que la mente nos separe, Juntas es mejor. Resiliencia femenina en tiempos de incertidumbre y Recordis: volverte a pasar por mi corazón. Se define como creadora de espacios de conciencia desde la palabra en sus diferentes formatos. Su actividad principal se centra en los servicios editoriales, la mentoría, el coaching, y la facilitación de cursos, talleres y sesiones de CNV, círculos de diálogo y respiración consciente. Mentora certificada por la RGM (Red Global de Mentoras), Coach Personal, especialista en CNV (Comunicación no violenta), círculos de diálogo y facilitadora de Rebirthing y Breathwork. También es coach certificada del programa GRIT STAR (metodología de autoconocimiento y desarrollo personal basado en herramientas poderosas e inspiradoras de fácil aplicación para expandir la resiliencia y el bienestar en nuestra vida profesional y personal). Muhísimas gracias, Eva por tu disposición, entrega, dedicación y el contenido de valor que nos compartiste. Bendiciones y mucho éxito. Espero se repita tu visita.  Pueden conseguir a Eva en LinkedIn: Eva Ramírez Tu voz en mi pluma. Instagram: @tuvozenmipluma. Web Page: www.tuvozenmipluma.com Te invito a que compartas este episodio con tus amigos y familiares. Espero puedas comentar y dejarme un Review en: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/transforming-knowledge/id1463123140 y suscribirte a Transforming Knowledge. Para más información sobre mi nuevo libro Liderazgo con Visión y Corazón presiona el siguiente link: ⁠⁠https://www.amazon.com/Liderazgo-visi%C3%B3n-coraz%C3%B3n-estrategias-diferenciador/dp/B0CJHH8NCP⁠⁠ ¡Sígueme en las redes sociales! Instagram @doctorabarbaraflores, Facebook, y Twitter @barbarafloresei, mi página web: www.barbaraflores.info, YouTube: Barbara FloresEI y en Linkedln Dr. Barbara Flores-Caballero. Dra. Bárbara Flores (Ganadora del Latin Podcast Award 2020 categoría Educación). Gracias por tu apoyo. Nota: Modern Jazz Samba Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/

Join Todd Marquardt and Marya Eddaifi, (pronounced Muh-rye-uh Edd-Aye-Fee) Registered Nurse, birth coach, Creator of DYSFUNCTIONAL LABOR MANEUVERS, CEO of EMPOWERED BIRTH & PREGNANCY LLC Saturday, February 25, 2023 at Eleven O'Clock in the Morning. We will be talking about Labor and delivery, fascial release, doula training, and resolving labor dystocia's. Through Marya's combined training as a mindset coach and the skills in resolving labor dystocia's, Marya has developed a unique approach to birth, especially natural birth. Now, her passion is helping women achieve natural birth starting with their mindset. Marya's one-of-a-kind approach takes her clients beyond the birth plan. While they rock their natural birth, they also transition into motherhood with increased self-confidence and a more positive self-image to become the mother they really want to be. Our featured hidden legal issue blind spot is life support while pregnant. We will also mention our saint of the week, Roslyn Pope, the sinner of the week, the Death Shift nurse and the Texas baby murders, and legacy segment. You can contact Marya by email: coachingintoresults@maryaeddaifi.com website: www.maryaeddaifi.com Join Todd Marquardt every week for exciting law talk on Talk Law Radio! The mission of Talk Law Radio is to help you discover your legal issue blind spots by listening to me talk about the law on the radio. The state bar of Texas is the state agency that governs attorney law licenses. The State Bar wants attorneys to inform the public about the law but does not want us to attempt to solve your individual legal problems upon the basis of general information. Instead, contact an attorney like Todd A. Marquardt at Marquardt Law Firm, P.C. to discuss your specific facts and circumstances of your unique situation.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Steve and Muh…. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Steve and Muh discuss simps and how they're destroying the ecosystem!! --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Steve and Muh gets in a discussion about whether or not you should take a girl back who played you out when you were broke. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Murâkabe ve Muhâsebe | Süleymaniye Vaazları 2 | M.Fethullah Gülen by Çınar Medya

On this episode Steve and Muh discuss loyalty, respect, & consistency!!! --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

In dieser Folge sprechen Albert und Jan mit dem Zenmeister und Autor Muhō Nölke. Der geborene Berliner kam im Zuge einer frühen Lebenskrise als 16-Jähriger zum Zen-Buddhismus, wanderte nach dem Studium nach Japan aus und trat dort in ein Zen-Kloster ein. Nach langer und intensiver Ausbildung stand er von 2002 bis 2020 dem japanischen Kloster Antaiji als Abt vor. Damit ist er der erste und bisher einzige deutsche Abt in Japan. Heute lebt Muhō mit seiner Familie in Osaka, leitet dort eine Zen-Gruppe, hält Vorträge sowie Tutorials auf YouTube und regelmäßig auch in Deutschland. Muhō ist davon überzeugt, dass wir es selbst in der Hand haben, hier und heute glücklich zu leben. Doch dafür müssen wir lernen loszulassen - nicht zuletzt unser Streben nach Glück selbst. In dem Gespräch erläutert er Albert und Jan die Verbindung von Zen und einem erfüllten Leben, die für Zen nötige geistige Haltung und wie ein niederschwelliger Einstieg in die Praxis des Zazen gelingen kann.

Steve and Muh talks about the weirdo nation. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Steve and Muh talks about forming good habits. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Al-Hashr (Arabic: الحشر, "The Exile") is the 59th chapter (sūrah) of the Qur'an and has 24 Āyahs (verses). The chapter is named al-hashr because the word hashr, meaning 'exile' or 'banishment', appears in verse 2, describing the expulsion of Jewish Banu Nadir tribe from their settlements. The surah features 15 attributes of God in the last three verses. A similitude is given in verse 21. Verse 6 may be related to the controversies of the land of Fadak. Summary # 1 Everything in the universe praiseth God 2-5 Passage relating to the expulsion of the Baní Nadhír 6-7 Ruling of Muhammad concerning spoils 8-10 Special ruling for the benefit of the Muhájirín 11-17 Hypocrites in Madína reproved for treachery 18-20 Muslims exhorted to fear God 21 Had the Quran descended on a mountain, it would have split asunder 22-24 God hath excellent names, and He only to be worshipped [Wikipedia]

Velcome! To another hallowveen special! Muh ha ha! .(1:00) Haunted Apartment(6:35) What are you really afraid of?(11:47) Candy Bracket(49:20) She Sucks by Elzhi (musical intermission)(54:10) Horror Movie Reccs for the season!(1:02:30) Nightmare.Follow us on IGLouis @4eva_outdablindsPreston @the_sleepless_man@highly_suspicious_podcastIntro Music by Pierce Wells AGAIN!@_piercewells_

Steve and Muh discuss the toxicity that's going on……. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Steve and Muh discuss the overwhelming feeling as a man. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Mischievous, unpredictable, and shape-shifting – this mythical Irish being is said to be especially active at Halloween, or what we call Samhain. But what is it, and why is there a Halloween festival named after it?We're joined by Dr. Kelly Fitzgerald, Head of the School of Irish, Celtic Studies, and Folklore at University College Dublin to explore this mythical creature and its namesake, the Púca festival. Discover more about the Púca festival by visiting pucafestival.com Irish Words and Pronunciations:Lúnasa (the beginning of the harvest) – Pronounced: "LOO-nuh-suh"Samhain (the name for November/Halloween) – Pronounced: "SAH-win"Nollaig (December/Christmas) – Pronounced: "NUL-ig"Fear dearg (a red man) – Pronounced: "FAIR JARE-ug"Breac (speckled) – Pronounced: "BRACK"Mummer (costumed performer) – Pronounced: "MUH-mer"Guisers (costumed Halloween goers) – Pronounced: "GIZE-ers"Barnbrack (Irish Halloween fruitcake) – Pronounced: "BARN-brack"

Steve & Muh discuss their trip to Turks and Caicos. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

Wildlife conservationists must turn crime scene investigators (CSIs) to combat the illegal trade of rare species like sharks, rays and other rare animals. That's the view of a group of scientists from Atlantic Technological University (ATU), University of Salford and Liverpool John Moores University who specialised in finding the 'prints', residue and genetic material from animals killed indiscriminately by poachers and traders. It follows a new study in which illicit shark fin residues were clearly identified after simply dusting floors and surfaces in fishing landing and processing plants. "By adopting crime scene type methods, we uncovered evidence of twice as many species in a fraction of the time and effort it would take to sample fish in the factory," explained Stefano Mariani, professor of marine conservation at Liverpool John Moores University. Writing in the journal Conservation Letters, published July 19, 2023, the researchers sequenced trace DNA fragments retrieved from dust and scraps from seven processing plants in Java, Indonesia - the world's biggest shark landing nation. They metabarcoded the samples identifying 61 shark and ray taxa, more than half of which could not be recovered from individual tissue samples collected from the same sites. More than 80% were species listed as outlawed by the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species of Wild Fauna and Flora. Illegal fishing, unregulated bycatch and market demand for certain products (e.g. fins) are largely responsible for the rapid global decline of shark and ray populations. Globally, the shark fin trade is estimated to be worth up to $2 billion, with fins among the most expensive seafood products, commonly retailing at $600 per kg. But controlling the trade is difficult, not least because the meat is routinely hidden from inspectors. Normally, inspectors would need to find suspect parts of animals and painstakingly subsample them, which is a biased, lengthy, and cumbersome process for everyone involved. Instead, Professor Mariani and the team decided that by just 'sweeping' the floors and surfaces of those working environments would "capture" dust and scraps that harboured the overall diversity of animals that end up in the facilities. "Having the ability to effectively 'dust' a warehouse or a boat 'for fingerprints' is a major weapon in identifying wrongdoing and turning exploitation on a path to sustainability," said Dr Andhika Prasetyo, first author from the University of Salford. Dr Allan McDevitt, a lecturer in Marine and Freshwater Biology in the Atlantic Technological University, added, "This type of DNA-based monitoring could revolutionize how we track the illegal trade of wildlife worldwide, not just in sharks and rays. Being able to detect the DNA trace of an illegally traded animal after it has either been moved on or concealed could be a game-changer in tackling this global problem and conserving important biodiversity." The team's current activities are now focusing on making the technique fully portable so that results can be generated on the spot. The paper 'Shark-dust: Application of high-throughput DNA sequencing of processing residues for trade monitoring of threatened sharks and rays' is published in Conservation Letters and authored by Andika Prasetyo (University of Salford); Joanna M Murray (Centre for Environment, Fisheries and Aquaculture Science, Lowestoft; Muh. Firdaus A K Kurniawan (Ministry for Marine Affairs and Fisheries, Indonesia); Naiara G Sales (University of Salford); Allan D McDevitt (Atlantic Technological University, Galway/University of Salford); Stefano Mariani (LJMU). More about Irish Tech News Irish Tech News are Ireland's No. 1 Online Tech Publication and often Ireland's No.1 Tech Podcast too. You can find hundreds of fantastic previous episodes and subscribe using whatever platform you like via our Anchor.fm page here: If you'd like to be featured in an upcoming Podcast email us at Simon@IrishTechNe...

-Agents Kelly & Smolder Respond.by Krosis. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Scene 9: Ed Finally Gets Charisma Alone. “Doctor Lintrell?”The brown-haired woman looked up from her desk and lowered her cats-eye glasses. “Yes? Do we have an appointment?”The short woman and tall man, both dressed in dark suits and also brown-haired, stepped into the office. The woman pulled out her identification. “You called us, Doctor. Agents Kelly and Smolder, Homeland Security.”“Oh, yes, please close the door and have a seat. I wouldn't have called, but since the incident, I've been having nightmares, flashbacks?”The agents sat. The man, Smolder, leaned forward, looking skeptical. “About a large blue penis?”The doctor flushed. “I thought it was nothing, but a week ago I missed my period, and I haven't had sex with anyone…well, anyone I remember, anyway. I tested myself and…I'm pregnant. The blue penis keeps popping up in my dreams, so I think someone hypnotized me, not that I used to believe in hypnosis, but…” She reached into her desk. “…then I found this.” She held out a piece of paper.Kelly read it and then handed the paper to her partner. On it was the date from three weeks previous, some scribblings about a “John Smith”, an unspecified problem with his penis, and the last thing written was, “Blue!”“I don't remember writing that, agents, but it's definitely my handwriting.”Smolder took a picture of the note with his phone and handed it back to the doctor. “John Smith, huh?”She looked nettled. “Obviously a fake name…I expect that he was embarrassed about his penis.”Kelly nodded. “And you can't remember anything about this man, other than that?”Doctor Lintrell shook her head. “I'm sorry…my staff didn't even remember him. One thought that he might have had brown hair?”Smolder stood up. “Brown hair? We'll have this solved by lunch! Thanks, Doctor Lintrell.” Then he turned on his heel and stomped out of the room.“I'm sorry for my partner,” Kelly said. “He's a bit of a skeptic.”The doctor nodded. “You said you were Homeland Security? I called the local police.”Kelly got to her feet. “We believe that this could be far bigger than a local issue.” She drew closer and whispered, “Aliens.”The doctor looked at her blankly. “You think ‘John Smith' is Mexican?”Kelly frowned and sighed. “Something like that. We'll be in touch, Doctor.”Spring Break was over, and Ed was back in school. He was definitely not going to miss his chance at getting Charisma alone this time! When she asked the teacher if she could go to the washroom, Ed did the same a few minutes later.He caught the gorgeous blonde just as she was heading back to class. “Hey, Charisma! Can I talk to you?”“You are talking to me,” she replied dismissively, not stopping.“I mean alone!”She paused and turned to him. “What for?”“I…I have to show you something…you'll really love it!”“I've heard that before…” Then she looked thoughtful, “though they were right. Okay, come on.” She pulled Ed back into the women's washroom. “Well?”“Just a sec,” Ed said. He turned his back to her and let Perry out through his zipper before whirling back around. “Ta da!” he cried with a flourish.“Oh,” Charisma responded as she beheld his large blue alien penis.Ed paused. “Oh?”Charisma pulled her skirt up, surprising him. “Yeah, I already got one of those. Blue dick buddies!” She held out her fist.Ed was unable to tear his eyes away from the 4" blue penis hanging between her legs.“Oh, c'mon! Don't leave me hangin'!”Ed slowly raised his arm and gave her the saddest fist bump ever.“Okay, see ya!” Then she was gone, leaving Ed standing alone in the girls' washroom.“So… I guess we have something to discuss, Ed.” Perry said in his mind. “Sorry, buddy, one of my drones got into her over the holiday.”“Drones?”“Yeah…well, all that sex we've been having? It's been allowing me to ‘spread my seed', so to speak. You know how you have one blue ball and one regular one? The blue one's mine, and it's been making drones; copies of me.”Ed's mind was overloading. Everyone he had sex with? “Muh…my Mom too?”“Oh, she's been great, just going to town on the locals, and then with her own sister…so hot!”“Aunt Erin?!”Just then the door opened and a pretty redheaded senior walked in. “Hey! What are you doing inn…here…” Her mind shut down as she saw Perry dancing in front of her, and she pulled her shirt off, revealing nice palm-sized breasts covered by a pink bra.“Time to have some fun, Ed!”“But…no…” Ed felt his body flush with desire for this young woman, Perry leading the way as he advanced on her.She pulled her skirt and pink panties down and then bent over the sink counter, presenting her puffy, rapidly moistening pussy to him.“Perry…I don't wanna…” But Ed took a hold of the teenaged beauty's rounded hips and felt Perry slither inside her sultry vagina. “…oh…no..”“Hey, Ed, this one's fertile,” Perry advised him, noticing the telltale mucus as he slipped deeper inside. “You want me to let Pinky get all up in her?”Ed started to thrust. It was feeling really good. His mind seemed to be floating, strangely unconcerned about what was happening. “Pinky?”“That's what I named your remaining testicle. I can make my stuff shoot into her, or yours. Lemme know which when we get closer, huh?”“I…um…” Ed unfastened the girl's bra, and her B-cups swung forward. His hands engulfed them, squeezing gently and making the mesmerized beauty gasp as he thrust into her.“Uh huh…” she moaned as Ed started to tweak her wide nipples.He felt her pussy gripping him tightly. It was feeling really good now…“Time to choose, Ed! Pinky or Perry?”Ed continued to thrust. Why couldn't he think straight? he wondered.“Looks like I gave you a little too much happy juice, buddy. How about we give her both, and may the best man win?”“Uh! Ern” Ed was slamming into the girl now, and she was crying out with each hard thrust. He felt his load mustering in his loins, and then the pleasure rushed up his long shaft. He thrust hard and fast into the redhead until… “Uh!” Ecstasy burst from the tip of his cock as he painted her unprotected pussy with a huge load of cum. “er!”“Uck-ah!” she cried out as her own orgasm exploded from deep inside her pussy, where the combined load of Perry's blue and Ed's white sperm deluged her fertile depths. Perry pressed the tip of his head against her spasming cervix, and several spurts of their combined seed slipped straight through, invading her undiscovered country.“Huh…huh…” Ed leaned down upon the girl, all of his energy gone.“Um…can'd breed…” the girl groaned from under him.He pulled back, Perry slipping out from inside her and making them both gasp. “Oh, sorry,” he offered.She looked down at all the sperm oozing out of her gaping pussy. “Oh shit, now I really really have to pee…” She ran into a stall and moaned as she let loose.Ed grabbed her clothes and handed them to her under the stall door.“Thanks!”“You're…welcome…” Ed shook his head, zipped up, and went back to class.Scene 9: Kelly and Smolder Meet Ed. Ed was having trouble getting his head around it all. His new 10" blue penis, which was actually an alien parasite named Perry, was making copies of itself every time Ed had sex with someone! And then those copies had sex with others and made more copies! But whenever Ed tried to talk to Perry about it, he got distracted. He felt like Perry might be manipulating him, but then he got really tired and had to go take a nap.Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder were stumped trying to find the man with the blue penis that had allegedly hypnotized and impregnated a local doctor. “John Smith” was an obvious pseudonym, and the possibly brown-haired rapist had been so nondescript that it was futile to just canvass the area. The town wasn't large, but there were still several thousand residents, and there was also no guarantee that the mystery man hadn't visited the clinic from one of the neighboring suburbs.“Hm…” Kelly hummed as she consulted her phone.“I know that ‘hm',” Smolder responded jokingly, “you found something.”“A meteorite fell to Earth a few miles from here the night before ‘John Smith' went to Doctor Lintrell's clinic,” she revealed, holding her phone screen toward him.He didn't even look. “Oh God, aliens again? I keep telling you, there's no such thing, Kelly!”“So you keep saying,” she replied, “but do we have anything better to go on?”Ding dong!Ed woke up from his nap. “Mom?” he called out.Ding dong!Since his mother didn't seem to be home, Ed headed down and opened the front door, revealing a tall man and a short woman, dressed in dark suits.“JOHN SMITH!” the man pointed a finger accusingly at Ed.Ed staggered back. That was the fake name that he had given at the clinic! How the hell had they found him?“Oh, enough, Smolder,” the woman chastised him. “Are you going to yell that at every brown-haired male we come across?”The man smiled, chagrined. “You never know, right?”Ed tried to control his breathing. “Um…um…who are you? What do you want?”The woman showed him her ID. “Homeland Security agents Kelly and Smolder. May we come in?” Since Ed had already stepped back in shock, they stepped into the entryway without waiting for permission.“Um, sure,” Ed acquiesced as they closed the door behind them.“Who are you, if not John Smith?” the man – Smolder – asked him, notebook in hand.“Ed Doughtry, sir.”“'Sir'…someone raised you right, Ed. Are your parents here?”“Dad's delivering around town all day.” Ed looked around. “I thought Mom was here, but she must have gone out.” That was happening more and more often while his Dad was absent. He tried not to think of his mother fucking women all around town with her new blue penis, infecting them with more blue penises like Perry.“We'd like to ask you about the meteorite that landed in your back forty, Mr. Doughtry,” Agent Kelly asked.“Meteorite? Sorry, I wasn't aware,” Ed lied.“It came down late at night a few weeks ago. You were probably asleep,” she informed him. He nodded. “Can I have a look at the crash site?”“Um, sure…”He watched the short woman head out the back door, leaving him alone with the imposingly tall Agent Smolder. Ed wished that she had stayed instead.Smolder gave him a disarming smile. “So, Ed…what's there to do for fun around here?”In the back of the town's only adult store, a fit dirty blonde sat in the blowjob booth as her latest customer blew his load down her throat. Lacey, 23 years old, hadn't been very effective at most of the jobs she'd had since barely graduating high school, but she was a born cocksucker. The man's average-sized cock retreated through the glory hole and she heard a muffled, “Thanks!” She put the two $20 bills that had preceded his cock into her purse.A minute or so later, another couple Jacksons were pushed through the hole, followed by a hard penis, and she paused to examine the schlong. The inside of the booth was dim so that the clientele couldn't identify her if they looked through the hole, but the 8" hard cock seemed…off, somehow. Still, it was a nice-sized member, so she took it into her mouth. A moan, of a higher pitch than expected, sounded from the other side of the wall. She continued to suck, and felt some precum slip into her mouth. She gulped it down.Lacey suddenly felt very hot. She had to get her clothes off and cool down! She quickly pulled off her tight jeans, and then let go of the cock to remove her t-shirt. Finally, shrugging, she doffed her panties and bra, freeing her B-cup breasts. That felt better, and the naked woman took the cock back in hand.Then she realized that her pussy was very wet. She didn't normally do this, but she felt hornier than she remembered being for a very long time. “Ooh, you're in for a treat, mister,” she called out to her paramour as she turned, bent over, and backed herself onto that hard prong. The penis seemed to practically slither into her wanton depths, and she gasped in pleasure. She wondered if she had forgotten something important, but couldn't figure out what it was as it sat, unused, in its foil packet in her purse.She moaned as she pushed back, and that sizable member bottomed out inside her tight little body. Then she leaned forward as her lover pulled back, and they smashed their private parts back together on the downswing. That wonderful cock seemed to slide along her g-spot nicely as it went, and she was amazed at how well her lover was pleasuring her, as if that person somehow had intimate knowledge of a woman's inner workings. She was already close to orgasming.Then when they were fully joined again, the head of that wonderful cock rapping insistently at her cervix, she came. “Fuuuckk…” she moaned, shaking, her nipples incredibly hard.Her lover started to thrust faster and harder inside her, extending her orgasm. Her mind was trying to tell her that something important was about to happen. Well, of course it was, she told herself; the orgasm's the best part!“Uh!”Lacey heard the high-pitched voice on the other side of the wall grunt, and felt that stupendous cock throb deep inside her. Then she felt a hot warmth suddenly permeate her core and came again, hard. “Huh! Oh wow…” She pushed back onto the spurting cock, her co-opted instincts telling her to make sure that precious seed went as deep inside her as it could, and it did. A gush of blue-tinged semen splashed through her spasming cervix, where it began its journey of transformation deep inside the young woman.Eve Doughtry tucked her softening member back under her skirt and left through the glory hole room's door, surprising the shop owner as she went. She gave him a wink and headed home.Agent Kelly returned. “Unfortunately, there wasn't much left of the meteorite.”“So, no aliens?” Smolder asked with a sardonic grin.Ed choked. “Uh… aliens? Are you kidding?”“You rang?” Perry sounded in his head.“Where the hell have you been?” Ed subvocalized.“What was that?” Smolder asked.“Just…wondering when my Mom's going to be home. She's been gone for a while.”Kelly stepped forward and handed him a business card. “Please have her call me if she or your father were awake when the meteorite came down, or if they've seen anything…strange…okay, Mr. Doughtry?”“Oh, she's cute, Ed…kind of a hot nerd, don'tcha think?” Perry asked.Ed smiled at her and nodded, “Yep.”“All right, we'll show ourselves out. Have a good day.” Then they were gone.“Perry, that was way too close!” Ed exclaimed.“Relax, Ed…if we can't beat 'em, she'll join us, and it looks like she's the smart one in that partnership. Problem solved.”Ed wondered.Scene 10: The Teary Ending?Agents Kelly and Smolder split up to interview the neighbors, with short, curvy Kelly trudging up the gravel path of a nearby farmhouse to knock on the front door.An attractive, shorter brunette woman opened it and gave the agent an assessing gaze. “Yes?”Kelly held up her ID. “Homeland Security, Agent Kelly, ma'am. I was wondering if you saw or heard the meteorite that came down a few weeks ago, or have you seen anything strange since?”The woman stood back and opened the door wide. “The meteorite? Why don't you come in and we can discuss it. I'm Darla, by the way.”“Thank you.” Kelly entered the house. “Oh, what a lovely home you have, Darl”As the agent passed her, the housewife pushed her forward hard, causing Kelly to sprawl across the arm of the cushy couch with her butt in the air.“ah!”In a flash, Darla was upon her, pushing up the agent's coat and pulling down her trousers. Darla's now 7" blue erection was ready.“Ha! Got her!” Perry announced in Ed's head.“Got who?”“Agent Kelly! She went next door to Darla's, and…”“Aunt Darla too? Oh, Perry!”“Shit! What just happened?”“What?”“I lost contact with Darla…there's just nothing!”Ed had never heard Perry sound worried before. “Um…”“I'm calling in reinforcements.”“Cora.. why…?” Cora's mother moaned as her daughter ravaged her with her new 6" blue penis. The small retro grunge senior student had found her mother in bed, nursing a migraine, and insisted that she give her a massage to help. Once the older woman was relaxed, though, Cora had pounced. Once Perry's drone cock was inside her mother's pussy, there was no stopping her.“I just gotta…” Cora responded, “…gotta…uh…” She moved faster, slamming that blue cock harder into her Mom. “Gotta…ah!” she cried out as blue sperm blasted from the head of her cock, filling her mother's unprotected depths.“Ah! Cora!!” her mother screamed as her own orgasm exploded from the hot, wet pressure filling her.Cora froze for a moment, pulled out quickly, and raced from the room, not even pausing to pull her baggy jeans back on.Around town, an assortment of women likewise stopped what they were doing and rushed to their vehicles, some carpooling with others, like Cora, who didn't drive. As one, they raced toward the Doughtry farm.A few minutes later, there was a banging on the front door.“Don't answer it, Ed!” Perry yelled in his head.“That's not your reinforcements? What do I do?”“Out the back!”Ed rushed for the back door, but Agent Smolder kicked that in, gun drawn and pointed right at him.“Ack!” Ed screeched, and automatically put his hands up.“Open the front door, Ed,” Smolder directed him, his pistol unwavering.He did, and Kelly walked in, holding a silver briefcase. She took Ed's arm. “Ed, I'm going to need you to take me to your bedroom.”“Uh, what's goin' on, Kelly?” Smolder asked as he put away his gun. “Is Ed here our guy?”“That's what I'm going to find out. C'mon…” and she pulled Ed up the stairs to his room, Smolder following. She turned back to her partner. “Smolder, I'm going to need you to barricade the doors and windows. We might have unfriendly visitors soon. And don't shoot anyone!” Then she pulled Ed into his room and closed the door.“Okay, I'll just be out here trying to unkick the back door, I guess?” Smolder called up cheekily.She dropped the silver briefcase onto his bed. “Pants off, Ed.”“Stupid woman!” Perry exulted, “Now she's ours! Let's show her what we're made of, Ed.”Ed unzipped and Perry sprang out, dancing hypnotically before the short, sexy agent.“There you are,” Kelly said, her eyes turning entirely coal black.“No! What are they doing here?! Shit! Run, Ed!”Suddenly full of adrenaline, Ed dashed for the door, but Kelly was a step ahead of him, tripping him up and climbing astride him. She held his arms down as Perry battered at her trousers, trying to insert himself inside her.Her eyes were as black as pitch as she stared into his. “Ed, I need you to listen to me. I think you know, deep down, that this thing has been controlling you, but it won't let you realize it. I'm going to help with that, and you need to help me.”There was the scrabbling sound of car tires on the driveway outside. “Uh, Kelly? I think we have company!” Smolder called out from downstairs.“We don't have much time, Ed,” Kelly advised him. “I need you to think about what was most important to you before this thing came into your life. Ack!” Perry had poked her right in her pussy through her trousers, so she grabbed the alien phallus with one hand while shifting a knee to keep Ed's arms immobile.Ed's mind felt odd, like he was waking up from a dream. Most important? Graduating school, meeting a woman, having sex with that woman, lots of sex…his cock throbbed in the agent's firm hand.“Concentrate, Ed! Don't let it mess with your head. Think about your family,” she urged him.Ed considered his Dad, the man that, despite how much he worked, had always made sure that he had time to talk to his son about whatever concerns the younger man had. His Mom had always been supportive as well, perhaps more indulgent than other mothers, but that was because she loved him. His mind flashed back to that morning weeks ago, when she had climbed into his lap and fucked his new alien cock, and felt ashamed.“Ed! That wasn't you…it was the alien! He made you do that!” Kelly advised him.Ed despaired. He had had sex with so many women in the past few weeks, and before Perry, he had been a virgin! The alien had helped him, hadn't he? But he should never have had incestuous relations with his Mom, or his cousin Julie!There was a crash downstairs. They heard swearing, and then the thumping of Smolder's feet up the stairs. “Whatever you're going to do, Kelly, do it now! It's like Night of the Living Dead out here!”Kelly struggled to hold Perry still. “It has to go, Ed! There's too much at stake! You have to reject it. Think of something – anything – that you hate about all this!” She furrowed her brow in concentration.Ed's mind was whirling, and then he remembered Charisma, his dream woman. The one thing he had wanted, and he hadn't been able to fuck her because one of Perry's “drones” had gotten to her first. He…was angry…he was…furious. He gritted his teeth. “Get…off…”“Not until you agree…”“Perry! Get off of me! Get off of my body, you fucker!”Kelly jumped to her feet. Ed grabbed the alien cock in both hands.“No, Ed! We can do amazing things together! Just let me be your penis!” Perry pleaded.Ed pulled and screamed. Perry shrieked in his head as the alien parasite slowly peeled away from between the young man's legs. The screaming continued as Ed's blood splashed to the floor between his legs, and then he finally ripped Perry free. He tottered for a moment, and then swooned and collapsed.Kelly grabbed Perry before he could slither away. “Gotcha!”“Kelly! I'm gonna get killed by blue dick girls!” Smolder yelled from the other side of the door. From the thumps, it sounded like he was being battered against it.She flipped open the silver briefcase, shoved Perry inside, and quickly closed the lid. There was a “shush” sound as the case sealed.There was immediate silence from the other side of the door. “Smolder?” Kelly called out.The door opened and her partner staggered in, beaten and bruised. “What the fuck just happened? They all collapsed.” Then he took in the bloody mess on the floor. “Oh, shit…I'll call an ambulance.” He pulled out his phone.“Ed?”“Five more minutes, Mom.”“Ed Doughtry.”Ed opened his eyes. Agent Kelly was there, pressing a towel to his crotch. “Ow fuck!” he yelled in agony as he came back to reality.“Sorry, Ed,” she offered, her eyes still black. “I'm holding back the pain as best I can. I was really impressed with what you did with…Perry.”“What…are you?”“Think of me as an intergalactic policewoman, keeping the Earth safe from things like that parasite. Normally I'd have to take your memory of this event away, but I really need you to keep an eye out around here, in case we missed anything. Can you keep a secret, Ed?”Gritting his teeth, he nodded.She gave him a smile. “Good man. Perry's victims all passed out when I threw him into my shielded case, and the copies he made have disintegrated, too, without their master's direction. Their ex-hosts won't remember anything that happened after being infected, and I suspect Perry messed their memories of those encounters up enough so they won't recall what he made you do to them. Now I just have to adjust Smolder's memory so that he goes back to not believing in aliens, and…” She looked around. “Where is Smolder…?”Then she gasped. “…and the briefcase?”“Ten inches! Woo!” Agent Smolder drove hard and fast away from town, his new penis settling in nicely between his legs.“I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Smolder,” Perry said. “Hey, do you smoke?”Epilogue:Over the next few weeks, several dozen women were surprised to miss their next period, with no recollection of how that really happened. Almost eight months later, a glut of births occurred in Ed's sleepy town. Of the ones that Ed and his mother personally had a hand in:Doctor Lintrell had a normal baby boy, though she never found out who “John Smith” was.Darla and her husband, the Doughtrys' next door neighbors, were very happy to finally be blessed with a little girl.Ed's Aunt Erin likewise birthed a little girl. Because Eve's alien testicle had been made from her own ovary, her sperm could only supply X chromosomes, not Y, so she only made girls.Cora, the retro grunge student, had a boy, and the unnamed redhead from the school's ladies' washroom had a girl.All of the babies except Doctor Lintrell's had a strange condition that caused their skin to have a slight blue tinge. Only time would tell what else would be different.The end?by Krosis for Literotica* none of the characters in this fictional series were under 18 years old.

Al-Hashr الحشر, "The Exile" is the 59th chapter of the Quran and has 24 verses The chapter is named al-hashr because the word hashr, meaning 'exile' or 'banishment', appears in verse 2, describing the expulsion of Jewish Banu Nadir tribe from their settlements. The surah features 15 attributes of God in the last three verses 1 Everything in the universe praiseth God 2-5 Passage relating to the expulsion of the Baní Nadhír 6-7 Ruling of Muhammad concerning spoils 8-10 Special ruling for the benefit of the Muhájirín 11-17 Hypocrites in Madína reproved for treachery 18-20 Muslims exhorted to fear God 21 Had the Quran descended on a mountain, it would have split asunder 22-24 God hath excellent names, and He only to be worshipped Surah Al-Hashr opens with God proclaiming:  1 Whatsoever is in the heavens and whatsoever is on the earth glorifies God. And He is the Almighty, the All-Wise. In Tafsir ibn kathir, Al-Hafiz ibn Kathir explained the significance of the Ayah. He wrote: “Everything glorifies God in its own way. God states that everything that exists in the heavens and on the earth praises, glorifies, reveres and prays to Him and affirms His Oneness." Further, God said in another Ayah: The seven heavens and the earth and all that is therein, glorify Him and there is not a thing but glorifies His praise. But you understand not their glorification (Q17:44)[2] Ali, the cousin of Muhammad, narrates about the following verse: 7 Whatever God grants to His Messenger (out of the property) of the people of the towns, belongs to God, the Messenger, the kinsfolk, the orphans, the destitute . . . saying that "We are the Ahl al-Bayt (kinsfolk) and this applies to such persons from us exclusively. It is the way God has honored His Holy Prophet and has honored us instead of providing us the unlawful things in the hands of people" Ayahs 21-24 The last four Ayahs and commentary by ibn Kathir read: 21 Had We sent down this Qur'an on a mountain, you would surely have seen it humbling itself and rent asunder by the fear of God. Such are the parables which We put forward to mankind that they may reflect. Commenting on Ayah 21, Al-Hafiz Ibn Kathir wrote: “God the Exalted emphasizes the greatness of the Qur'an, its high status and of being worthy of making hearts humble and rent asunder upon hearing it, because of the true promises and sure threats that it contains." 22 He is God, beside Whom La ilaha illa Huwa, the All-Knower of the unseen and the seen. He is the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. Commenting on Ayah 22, Al-Hafiz Ibn Kathir wrote: “God states that He Alone is worthy of worship, there is no Lord or God for the existence, except Him. All that is being worshiped instead of God are false deities. God is the All-Knower in the unseen and the seen, He knows all that pertains to the creations that we see, and those we cannot see. Nothing in heaven or on earth ever escapes His knowledge, no matter how great or insignificant, big or small, including ants in darkness.“God's statement, ‘He is the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful' . . . asserts that God is the Owner of the wide encompassing mercy that entails all of His creation He is Ar-Rahman and Ar-Rahim of this life and of the Hereafter” 23 He is God, beside Whom lā ilaha illā-llah, Al-Malik, Al-Quddus, As-Salam, Al-Mu'min, Al-Muhaymin, Al-Aziz, Al-Jabbar, Al-Mutakabbir. Glory be to God! Al-Hafiz Ibn Kathir then set out the meaning of God's Names that are listed in Ayah 23. He wrote that Al Malik means "The Owner and King of all things, Who has full power over them without resistance or hindrance". He explained that Al-Quddus, means "‘The Pure', according to Wahb bin Munabbih, while Mujahid and Qatadah said that Al-Quddus means ‘The Blessed'. " As-Salam, means "Free from any defects or shortcomings that lessen or decrease His perfect attributes and actions" while Al-Mu'min means one "Who has granted safety to His servants by promising that He will never be unjust to them.

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Today we are discussing innovations in robotic-assisted surgery. My guests are Prof. David Gillatt, a specialist urological surgeon and the director of medical services at Macquarie University Hospital (MUH), and Professor Michael Wilson who is a specialist cardiothoracic surgeon at MUH, which sponsored this podcast.   With MJA news and online editor, Sam Hunt. 19 mins.

Bu video 20/04/2020 tarihinde yayınlanan “ZULÜM, SALGIN ve RAMAZAN” isimli bamtelinden alınmıştır. Tamamı burada: https://www.herkul.org/bamteli/zulum-... Şimdi şu anda bir virüs… Bunun beni ne kadar ağlattığını, Allah bilir. Her gün belki arkadaşlarıma diyorum: Dünyanın değişik yerlerinde dua, teveccüh, münâcaat koroları oluşturun; Cenâb-ı Hakk'a toptan teveccüh edin!.. Üstadımızın buyurduğu gibi: “Nasıl sadaka belayı ref' eder; aynen öyle, ekseriyetin hâlisâne duası da ferec-i umumîyi cezbeder.” “Cezb” tabirini kullanıyor, “cezbeder” diyor. Dolayısıyla, değişik yerlerde -böyle- dua koroları oluşturmak suretiyle Cenâb-ı Hakk'a teveccühte bulunarak, insanlığa musallat ettiği şu şeyi bir an evvel kaldırmasını O'ndan dilemek… Bu, hem bütün insanlık için bir moral olur… “Hakikaten böyle bir açık kapı varmış meğer!” derler. Hem başkalarına da bir yol-yöntem öğretmiş olursunuz. Bakın, şimdi Yahudi, Hıristiyan, Hıristiyanlığın değişik mezhepleri, Yahudilerin değişik mezhepleri filan, sizin arkadaşlarınız ile değişik yerlerde secdeye kapanıyorlar, dua ediyorlar; “Allah'ım! İnsanlığı bu dâhiyeden, bu beladan, bu mesâibden halâs eyle!” diyorlar. Cenâb-ı Hak size bir başka yol ile bir sevap kazandırıyor, bunu yapmak suretiyle sevap kazandırıyor. Bu da böyle üç aylarda başladı; Recep, Şaban ve Ramazan işte geldi. Ramazan geldi-dayandı ama salgın/musibet devam ediyor. “Onun farklı versiyonları arkadan gelecek!” filan diyor bazıları. “Mutasyonlarla, değişikliklere uğrayarak, farklı bir formda yeniden karşınıza çıkacak, bu defa farklı şekilde sizi tırpanlayacak, hafizanallah, yere serecek!” diyorlar. Bütün bunlar karşısında o “Kuvve-i Kâhire”ye, “Kuvve-i Bâhire”ye, “İrâde-i Şâmile”ye, “İrâde-i Muhîte”ye teveccüh etmekten başka çareniz yok. Cenâb-ı Hakk'a teveccüh edeceksiniz; “Allah'ım! Sav bunları!” falan diyeceksiniz. Böyle mübarek aylarda, insanlık için, kendiniz için bu türlü tazarru ve niyazlarda bulunma mevzuu çok önemli bir şey. Allah, ona denk getirdi; hem Ramazan'ın sevabı, hem orucun sevabı, hem geceleri kalkıp ihya etmenin sevabı.. unutulmuş teheccüdleri kılmanın sevabı.. secdeyi derinlemesine duymanın, hadiste buyurulduğu üzere O'na (celle celâluhu) en yakın olma hâlini duymanın sevabı… Hakikaten başınızı yere koyduğunuzda, O'na en yakın olduğunuzu hissederek, “Allah'ım! Ne olur şunu lütfeyle, bunu lütfeyle!” deme mevzuu, Cenâb-ı Hakk'ın ayrı bir lütfu, ayrı bir ihsanı oluyor size. Bela ve musibetleri asla başkalarına fatura etmemeliyiz; bilakis kendimizden bilip hemen istiğfar ve tevbeye yönelmeliyiz!.. Bu arada, “Falanlar filanlara zulmetmişlerdi de, filanlar haksızlıkta bulunmuşlardı da, dolayısıyla onların bu zulümlerinden dolayı geldi!” gibi düşünce ve sözler ile bunları başkalarına fatura etmek suretiyle işin içinden sıyrılmaya çalışmamak lazım. Bu türlü bela ve musibetlerde -antrparantez arz ediyorum- elden geldiğince, insan, her şeyi kendinden bilmeli. Niye bu bela ve musibetler geldi? “Benim yüzümden olabilir. Ben, Cenâb-ı Hakk'ın bana lütfettiği o imkanları tam, yerinde, rantabl olarak değerlendirmedim. Onun için Cenâb-ı Hak, beni bu türlü şeyler ile yeniden bir arınmaya sevk ediyor: ‘Aklını başına topla, bak, Ben varım!' diyor.” demeli ve böyle düşünmeli!..

Well all I can say is, Steve and Muh won't be pledged in any fraternities any time soon. Neither will their kids lol. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/muhsin-thornton/message

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Join Todd Marquardt and Marya Eddaifi, (pronounced Muh-rye-uh Edd-Aye-Fee) Registered Nurse, birth coach, Creator of DYSFUNCTIONAL LABOR MANEUVERS, CEO of EMPOWERED BIRTH & PREGNANCY LLC Saturday, February 25, 2023 at Eleven O'Clock in the Morning. We will be talking about Labor and delivery, fascial release, doula training, and resolving labor dystocia's. Through Marya's combined training as a mindset coach and the skills in resolving labor dystocia's, Marya has developed a unique approach to birth, especially natural birth. Now, her passion is helping women achieve natural birth starting with their mindset. Marya's one-of-a-kind approach takes her clients beyond the birth plan. While they rock their natural birth, they also transition into motherhood with increased self-confidence and a more positive self-image to become the mother they really want to be. Our featured hidden legal issue blind spot is life support while pregnant. We will also mention our saint of the week, Roslyn Pope, the sinner of the week, the Death Shift nurse and the Texas baby murders, and legacy segment. You can contact Marya by email: coachingintoresults@maryaeddaifi.com website: www.maryaeddaifi.com Join Todd Marquardt every week for exciting law talk on Talk Law Radio! The mission of Talk Law Radio is to help you discover your legal issue blind spots by listening to me talk about the law on the radio. The state bar of Texas is the state agency that governs attorney law licenses. The State Bar wants attorneys to inform the public about the law but does not want us to attempt to solve your individual legal problems upon the basis of general information. Instead, contact an attorney like Todd A. Marquardt at Marquardt Law Firm, P.C. to discuss your specific facts and circumstances of your unique situation.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Steve and Muh has different views on disappointments.. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/muhsin-thornton/message

Steve and Muh talks about life............ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/muhsin-thornton/message

On the first episode of the year Steve and Muh bust it up with entrepreneur Sean"Suge"Amos, Founder and Owner of One Goal Basketball among other companies. Suge takes us through the journey of being an entrepreneur. You want to stay tune and don't miss a minute. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/muhsin-thornton/message

• "Azap gelip size çatmadan evvel hepiniz Rabbinize inâbe edin (dönün), O'na teslim olun. Yoksa yardım göremezsiniz." (Zümer Sûresi, 39/54) ayeti… • "Kullarım! Kullarım hepiniz dalalettesiniz. Benden hidayet isteyin, sizi doğru yola hidayet edeyim... Kullarım, gece gündüz durmadan hatalar yapıyorsunuz. Ben ise bütün günahları affederim. Benden mağrifet dileyin, sizi affedeyim." hadisi... • Kusurlarını görebilenler inâbenin (Hakka dönme) ilk menziline adım atmış sayılırlar... • Peygamberler inâbenin ilk menziline nasıl adım attılar? • Ötelere ulaşmış, hakikatle bütünleşmiş ruhların Cenâb-ı Hakk'a inâbesi... Hz. Yusuf (a.s.), Hz. Ebû Bekir (r.a.) ve Bediüzzaman örneği... • Hayatı istihkar eden, bedenin arzularına başkaldıran, Allah'tan başka hiçbir ilah tanımayan gençlerin Allah'a inâbesi... • Sahâbe-i Kiram'dan Enes b. Nadr, Sa'd. b. Rebi, Abdullah b. Cahş ve Ebû Akîl'in (r.anhüm) Allah'a inâbeleri... • Cennet vatanına, aziz milletine ve yüce dinine hizmet etmeye kendilerini adamış günümüzün kahraman yiğitlerinin Cenâb-ı Hakk'a inâbesi... • "Kalbime bahar bulutları gibi dumanlar geliyor ve bu yüzden ben günde yüz defa istiğfar ediyorum. (Rabbime inâbe ediyorum)" hadisi çerçevesinde Peygamber Efendimiz'in (sallallahu aleyhi ve sellem) Cenâb-ı Hakk'a inâbesi... • Çok ağlayan manasına "Bekkâ" lakaplı Muhammed b. Münkedir, yatsı namazının abdestiyle sabah namazını kılan Ebû Hanife ve "Allah'ım senden, sana inâbe etme şehveti istiyorum." diye dua eden Muhâsibî'nin Allah'a inâbeleri... • Günahı en az ömürlü olan insanlar, gerçek inâbeye uyanmış insanlardır...

Seit 2007 steht er mit LaBrassBanda auf der Bühne: Stefan Dettl. Mit ihrem einzigartigen Stil haben sie Genre-Grenzen gesprengt und ganze Generationen zu Blas- und Brassmusik-Fans gemacht. Wer einmal bei einem Konzert war, wird sich für immer daran erinnern. Das liegt vor allem auch an der energiegeladenen Performance von Stefan als Leadsänger und Trompeter. Er erzählt im Podcast von lustigen Begegnungen in Bars in Brasilien, von Muh & Buh, neuen spannenden Filmprojekten - und warum es in Bayern noch Nachholbedarf in den Medien für heimische Musiker und Musikanten gibt.

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In the sixth and final episode of Season Two of the ITPS Podcast on Indigenous Public History, I speak with Heather Bruegl. We talk about her dynamic career as a public historian from her current work at the National Indigenous Women's Resource Center, her dynamic career as a public historian working on issues of reconciliation and education, all the way to her perspectives on indigenous public history.Heather Bruegl is a citizen of the Oneida Nation of Wisconsin and first-line descendent Stockbridge Munsee. She is a graduate of Madonna University in Michigan and holds a Bachelor of Arts and Master of Arts in U.S. History. Her research comprises numerous topics related to American history, legacies of colonization, and Indigeneity, including the Dakota War of 1862, the history of American Boarding Schools, and Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women (#MMIW). Heather has presented her work at academic institutions including the University of Michigan, University of Wisconsin-Madison, and the College of the Menominee Nation, as well as at the University of Wisconsin-Oshkosh for Indigenous Peoples Day 2017. Heather consults for a variety of museums and universities and is a frequent lecturer at conferences on topics ranging from intergenerational racism and trauma to the fight for clean water in the Native community. She has been invited to share her research on Native American history, including policy and activism, equity in museums, and land back initiatives for such institutions as the Tate and the Brooklyn Public Library. Heather opened and spoke at the Women's March Anniversary in Lansing, Michigan, in January 2018, and at the first ever Indigenous Peoples March in Washington, DC, in January 2019. In 2019, 2020, and 2021, Heather spoke at the Crazy Horse Memorial and Museum in Custer, South Dakota, for its Talking Circle Series.Heather is the former Director of Education of Forge Project, a decolonial art and education initiative on the unceded homelands of the Muh-he-con-ne-ok in Upstate New York, where she organized public programming and events and led the Forge Project Fellowship program. Now, Heather is a public historian, activist, and independent consultant who works with institutions and organizations for Indigenous sovereignty and collective liberation.  You can find her on Twitter @heatherbruegl, Instagram @heathermbruegl, and on the website https://www.heatherbruegl.com/. The ITPS Podcast is hosted by Dr. John C. Winters. John is the ITPS Research Associate in New York History and Assistant Professor of History at the University of Southern Mississippi. As a public historian, John has nearly ten years of experience in historic homes and public history institutions. You can find him @wintersjohnc and on his webpage, johncwinters.com

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Michelle Uriarau is co-founder of Māori women's group Mana Wāhine Kōrero (pronounced ‘Muh-nuh Waah-hee-neh Coor-reh-raw), the only Indigenous group, formed by Indigenous women from New Zealand, to advocate for the safe-guarding of women, children and cultural integrity against gender identity indoctrination. Ngā mihi (thank you) Don't forget to Like Share & Subscribe to Support Women's Voices Unite on An American Conversation Podcast. Please donate to An American Conversation Podcast to support women's voices in the United States & around the world!  Thank you so much in Advance. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jna4bCCn1k https://www.AnAmericanConversationPodcast.com/Donations

Steve and Muh discuss accepting the fact that you're the problem!! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/muhsin-thornton/message

Maruxa "Muh-roo-shah" Murphy is a Culture and Community Architect for companies that want to use their platform to bring more good into the world. Over the past 20 years, she has helped 100+ brands develop and grow their communities as their advisor and consultant. The post #155 – Maruxa Murphy on How Can Authors Create a Writing Community? (Part 2) first appeared on Write Your Book in a Flash Podcast with Dan Janal.

Bu video 05/02/2017 tarihinde yayınlanan "MAHPUSLAR, MAZLUMLAR, MUHÂCİRLER VE HİMMET" isimli bamtelinden alınmıştır. Tamamı burada: https://www.herkul.org/bamteli/bamtel... Bize bugün Ensâr-Muhâcir kardeşliği sergilemek düşüyor; inşaallah, Allah'ın vaz' ettiği vüdd gelecekte inkişaf edecek ve Hizmet tam bir “dünya meselesi” haline gelecek. Bizim çektiğimiz şeyler, önemli değil ama bu dönemde çektiğimiz şeyleri, gâvurlardan görmedik, hiçbir dönemde. Çekilen şeyler… Fakat olsun.. “Cihâna geldiğim günden beri pek çok cefâ gördüm. Ezildim bâr-ı gam altında bin türlü ezâ gördüm. Değil bigânelerden, âşinâlardan belâ gördüm. Vücudum âlem-i sıhhatte bîmâre dönmüştür.” Aklını peynirle yemiş insanlar; eziyet etmek, işkencede bulunmak suretiyle, insanları kendi çizgilerine çekeceklerini zannediyorlar. Allah'a inanan, Rasûlullah'a inanan (sallallâhu aleyhi ve sellem) gerçek mü'min; iz'an mü'mini, yakîn mü'mini, ilme'l-yakîn mü'mini, ayne'l-yakîn mü'mini, hakka'l-yakîn mü'mini, tevekkül-i tâm mü'mini, teslim-i tâm mü'mini, tefviz-i tâm mü'mini, sika-i tâm mü'mini, o türlü şeylere katiyen tenezzül etmez. Acından ölse bile, el-etek öpmez. El-etek öpecekse şayet, لِتَكُونَ كَلِمَةُ اللهِ هِيَ الْعُلْيَا “Allah'ın nâm-ı celil-i sübhanîsinin bayrak gibi dalgalanması için..” öper. Onun için yapar; mü'min kardeşlerine yardım etmek için yapar. Öyle yardım etmeli ki, bir gün o mü'min kardeşler kapınıza gelse, tıpkı muhacirîn-i kiram efendilerimizin Ensâr-ı fihâm efendilerimize dedikleri gibi demeliler. (Birileri “ekremîn”, diğerleri de “efhamîn”.) “Biz artık şöyle-böyle geçimimizi temin edecek duruma geldik; müsaade buyurursanız, o bağ ve bahçedeki durumdan elimizi-eteğimizi çekmek istiyoruz ve bundan böyle o imkânlardan istifade etmek istemiyoruz. Kendimize birer kulübecik yaptık; sizin hânelerinizde kalmayı da düşünmüyoruz artık!” Gelip dediler muhâcirîn-i kirâm efendilerimiz. Ensâr, ağlayarak Rasûlullah'a geldiler, “Yâ Rasûlallah! Muhâcir kardeşlerimiz böyle bir şey diyor; onlar yurtlarını yuvalarını terk ettiler. Ebu Cehiller, Utbeler, Şeybeler –كَمَا كَانَ الْيَوْمَ، كَمَا كَانَ اَلْيَوْمَ (Bugün de olduğu gibi.. bugün de olduğu gibi.)– onların her şeylerini gasp etmişlerdi. Tagallüpte, tahakkümde, tasallutta, temellükte bulunmuşlardı. Haramîlik etmişlerdi. Biz onlara bağrımızı açtık. Ve bu mevzuda onlara destek olmayı, Cenâb-ı Hakk'ın kurbetine vesile olacak mülahazasıyla yapıyorduk. Evlerimizin şerefi olmuştu. Bağ ve bahçelerimizin şerefi olmuştu. Müsaade buyurursanız, bu kardeşlik devam etsin!..” Ensâr, böyle davranıyordu; Muhâcir de o istiğna ruhuyla, o îsâr ruhuyla, mutlaka artık alın teriyle kazanmak istiyordu. Onlar ticaretten anlıyorlardı. Bir-iki sene içinde, Kaynuka, Kureyza, Nadır çarşı ve pazarında âdeta ticareti ele geçirdiler. Ve çokları, Hazreti Osman efendimiz gibi, Abdurrahman İbn Avf gibi, hamallıkla işe başladılar. Medine-i Münevvere'nin en zengini haline geldiler. Fakat o servet de bir yönüyle, beş yüz deveyi birden, gözünü kırpmadan verecek kadar, bir sehâvet (cömertlik) anlayışına bağlı idi; elinin tersiyle “Al götür, umurumda değil” diyecek kadar… Dolayısıyla onlar ayrılmak istiyordu ama öbürlerinin de onlara bakma şerefinden mahrumiyete tahammülleri yoktu. Böyle bir mülahaza ve böyle bir anlayış ile… Zalimler tarafından gadre uğrayan, mazlumiyet ve mağduriyet yaşayan kardeşlerimize yardım etmeliyiz. İmkanı varsa, ceketimizi satarak, onun parasıyla onlara bakmayı, insanlığın gereği, İslamiyet'in gereği, îsâr ruhunun gereği, kendimiz için yaşamamanın gereği, yaşatma mülahazasıyla yaşamanın gereği, “ba'su ba'de'l-mevt erleri” olmanın gereği, adanmışlık ruhunun gereği bilmeliyiz!..