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Dan Discovers That Goddesses can share; him!Based on a post by DustinMidnight, in 9 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.He leaned down kissing the back of her neck. His body pressed against hers as she moaned with such delight.“Hmm naughty boy. Though I want to let you know, I'll be having a few friends over. I hope you don't mind.” She giggled as she turned around. Her ass pressing against the bed as she reached over her finger rolling on his chest. Admiring him while biting her lip.“Who are they?” Dan asked curiously as he raised an eyebrow.“Oh no one special just a few gods I haven't met in a while, Aphrodite, Kali, Hel. Bast will also be there. They heard about our marriage and wanted to meet you. Trust me it'll be a good time.” She giggled as she pulled herself up nibbling his neck. Her legs wrapping around him. Pressing their hips together. Dan groaned as he pushed in closer.That was when there was a knocking on the door. Dan sighed in annoyance as he was about to pull away, though Annabelle refused to let him go. Her legs were like vices. She lifted a finger up and suddenly the door opened and Annabelle called out.“Yes?” she said as she looked over Dans shoulder. Standing in the door way. It was none other than Bast. She walked into the room looking more human. No it was more than that. Instead of having her cat-head it was more human like. Except for the eyes. Her eyes were a glowing Emerald Cat ears on top of her head. While she walked in. Annabelle saw her cat like tail swaying back and forth as she moved her hips.“Bast what are you doing here?” Annabelle said a slight smile as she seemed to hold onto her hubby for dear life.“I can't take it; I'm going through this fucking heat; and I smell you two fucking, I mean seriously This room stinks of Sex. Then that Gremlin is masturbating in the closet moaning out your name Annabelle. I don't know where it got the dildo, but it has one even saying your husband's name. I haven't had a good worship in months. Beside the crazy cat people. And I feel like I'm about to jump on the next man I see, and the only man I've seen is your god damn husband with his big fat dick!” She grabbed her long silk black hair like she was close to ripping it out. Dan; Dan wasn't sure what to say. He felt his mouth drop as he shuddered more. Especially when Annabelle had a wide smirk on her face.“Hmm is that true, you're going through a really bad heat huh?” It was clear that she was having an idea, a sexy idea as she looked back at Dan with a chuckle.“Dan maybe we should help Them. It's not fair that I have you all to myself.” She leaned down giving him a soft kiss. Dan returned it as he caressed his arm. Bast Raised an eyebrow at that though suddenly groaned bending over. A fire growing in her body. This damn heat. Every instinct in her body demanding that she craws over there. And mark that mortal fuck his brains out. Though she tried fighting it.“Maybe we should.” Dan groaned slightly feeling Annabelle grind against her. He wasn't a stupid man and Annabelle was offering.“Heh we should though why should the three of us have all the fun.” She snapped her finger and suddenly landing on the bed was the Gremlin. Completely naked with her dark skin exposed her perky breast bouncing as she was simply going at her cunt with the dildo. She hadn't realized she was there as she pushed the rubber cock deeper into her pussy with a moan.“Gizzy pay attention.” Annabelle said suddenly causing the little monster to realized what was going on she squealed trying to cover herself but simply blushed letting the rubber cock roll away.“Goddess!” Gizzy suddenly stood right up. Saluting her as she was ready for whatever her goddess had commanded of her.“Please relax, enjoy yourself,” Annabelle giggled though admittedly rolled her eyes. While Dan groaned. He wasn't sure what was about to happen the next thing he knew Annabelle had freed him from her iron gripped and he was sitting on the best.His clothes vanished as he watched her strutting over towards the cat goddess. Bast stood there as her dark cheeks turned slightly red.“Annabelle I really don't.” Bast said as she stepped back trying to walk out though the door suddenly clicked locking behind her. Bast looked over for a moment. Annabelle reached over cupping the other woman's breast gently.“Annabelle I should be able to handle, Gahh!” suddenly Bast moaned the feeling of the other womans breast caressing caused her to moan even louder. Dan couldn't help but watch them for a second. Gizzy licking her lips clearly watching her goddess playing with Bast. Dan felt his cock stiffening at the time. His wife kissing another woman. Her fingers moving down caressing her body. He could feel her arousal. The way Bast moaned. Dropping down as she shuddered.Suddenly Dan felt small bites on his neck. It felt like pin pricks as he turned around suddenly seeing Gizzy bitting his neck her small hands wrapping around his arm rubbing it as she moved down.“What are you doing?”“Making you feel good, still sorry for biting you.” Gizzy said as she kissed and sucked his neck a light groan as her small hands began moving down more caressing his chest. He was somewhat distracted as the two goddess moved in closer. Annabelle chuckling.“Hmm now normally I would save something like this for your birthday. But really cause we're helping Bast out I think I can make an exception.” She moaned with that heavy accent. Dan shuddered more as he realized he was living every mans dream. Being with multiple woman at the same time. He only hoped he'll survive such a thing. Though Dan knew with Annabelle's help he might just do that.Moving over Annabelle raised her finger causing Dan to be pulled into the air. His body falling down onto the ground as Bast was placed on the bed. Her clothes dissolving away turning into sand and scurried away. Her breast looked a bit bigger. As she took deep breaths. She seemed to exposed. Her eyes widened more as she was clearly use to being in control and not being so opened around everyone else. Annabelle moved next to her laying by as one hand caressed her breast. Nibbling on her kitty ear as she blew into it.“Hmm do you want Dan to eat you out? Darling I know you like licking down there yourself, but a lover can do so much more.” She bit her ear as Bast moaned more. Gizzy was over watching more. The giddy look on her face getting her more excited. That smile swirled even wider as she was ready for the real fun as Dan realized what was happening.Bast looked over, giving a light moan as she mouthed out the word ‘please'. It was there Dan climbed on the bed. Gizzy giving him a smack on the ass as he bounced a little forward/ Crawling over. Annabelle smirked as she winked at her husband. She winked while reaching down her fingers caressing Bast's pussy she used her first two index fingers spreading them apart. Dan watched this as he grunted his dick was as hard as a rock. While watching it. Her pussy looked particularly puffy at this time.Dan moved in closer as he reached over caressing her thighs. The light moan as the feline purred with anticipation Annabelle reached over sucking on her right breast as she bucked in closer. Dan soon moved in giving Annabelle's fingers a light kiss. Annabelles fingers flicked as she moved them Bast moaned more, it was that throaty moan as she bit on her lips. Dan chuckled leaning in and began licking her labia. It was wet against his tongue as he started penetrated in deeply. Her pussy was tight around his tongue as he began moving it around.Bast Purred as she covered her mouth as Dan closed his eyes licking. He let his tongue take over moving around back and forth. Feeling her pussy out as he moved it through the slick wet hold. Though he grunted suddenly feeling a nibble as his genitals a light biting as he suddenly called out.“Don't bite.” But it only came out as grunts as he mouth was preoccupied so what he said didn't come out particularly right. Annabelle glared at the gremlin who nodded. As she quit her nibbling and sucked on his ball sacks a bit more gently. Dan groaned as he returned to licking the pussy-cat's pussy“Gahh, Annabelle your husbands mouth!” Bast moaned as she bucked her hips more. Dan felt his noise pushed against her hot flesh. Her pussy felt as though it was tightened around his tongue.“Hmm, oh yes. My Precious Danny here is great with his tongue. Though I wonder Bast how are you with your tongue.” Annabelle whispered, as she licked her earlobe. Bast responded.“I think I could be able to handle myself with my tongue.” With a confused look but that was when Annabelle moved around suddenly pushing her pussy deep in Bast's face.“Now be a good kitty and eat my cunt.” Annabelle giggled as she rubbed her cunt against Bast lips. Her eyes widened more not expecting this. Her mouth opened trying to say something though all she got in response was a pussy pressed against her lips as she rolled her eyes. If you can't fight them, join them. As she moaned more feeling Dan roll his tongue a bit more to the right. Fuck she was loving every second of this.Gizzy moved in more as she adjusted herself pushing her head right between Dan's legs as the cock pushed against her nose. A smile rolling on her face as she leaned in pushing Dan's cock head into her mouth as she gave it an experimental kiss, before pushing the fat mushroom head in there with a light pop. As she began sucking on it like a sucker.Dan groaned the Gremlins mouth was small but warm as it began going up his shaft as she sucked him off. Dan licking faster. Annabelle off moaning as she was getting eaten by Bast who's breathing was growing rapid. Her breast bounding up as she reached over her fingers going over Dans head pushing him deeper as she lapped up Annabelle's juices.Bast couldn't help thinking,“Oh sweet me, this feeling my insides they're on fire.” Her hips bucked more as she took long deep breaths her hips moving more as she bucked against Dans face. Dan groaned as he thrust his hips down in Gizzy mouth as he licked more enthusiastic. That was when Annabelle smirked as she licked her lips with a shudder.“Hmm I think it's time to switch things up Dan quit eating our pussy cat.” Dan did as he told though Bast cried in protest. As he slipped away. He grunted as Gizzy was sucking more her head pushing down against him. As her tongue lapped his cock head. Annabelle reached over licking her lips. Her fingers adjusting her glasses at that moment getting a better look.“Now Dan, Pull Gizzy mouth from your cock. I think she got you lubed up enough and give this pussy a real good fuck.” She giggled more, wishing she could think of more cat puns but found she couldn't think of any. Dan nodded as he reached over. Though grunted as Gizmo, really wasn't wanting to let go. Her arms and legs wrapped around him slightly as he tried tugging her off.Gizzy grunted in protest trying to suck harder wanting to taste his spunk.“Mine!” she growled though it came out as noise as her mouth was full of cock. It's greedy nature wanting more as Dan groaned hard his cock pulsing as the Gremlin was really getting him off as he pushed his hips back. HIs eyes closed as he grunted.“Fuck! I'm about to!” That was when he suddenly let his load out unleashing it all in Gizzy's mouth. It seemed to overflow in her mouth as some of his cum managed to escape from her noise as she gagged more. Finally letting go of him.“Hot damn.” Dan muttered, it had been a long time since he let out such a large load.“Oh my, you made such a large load Danny, should I be jealous of a gremlin?” Annabelle teased as she reached over rubbing his cum covered cock as Dan shook his head.“I don't think so but fuck. I think little me might not be able to go for a round two this time.” He muttered watching his dick flop around after shooting off such a large load. Though Annabelle gave a smirk, as she was clearly cocky about the whole situation.“Oh is that so, well I guess you forget, I am a Goddess, and I've got some tricks up my sleeves.” She kissed him gently her hand grabbing his cock with a hard squeeze. It was sensitive, and it hurt. But in a good way, such a good feeling as his dick was tingling. Sparks running through his member as his eyes widened his cock was rock hard and ready for another round.“Heh, if you're erection last longer than four hours, let me know we'll soft that baby up.” Annabelle winked as she nibbled his lips.“Fuck, who needs Viagra.” Dan joked. As he groaned his cock bouncing in excitement. At this point his cock was doing all the talking. Though he looked back to Bast. Her face was flustered, her breathing getting heavy. She felt so horny. She needed cock. She wanted to fuck like there was no tomorrow. Praise the sun. Outside there was a cawing. A loud screech, then tapping against the window Dan looked over seeing a hawk watching them. Bast seemed to notice this also as she grabbed a pillow throwing it at the window.“Fuck off Horus!” The Hawk cried out before flying off. Dan just stood there not sure what to say but shrugged it off. Dan stood on his knees for a second, as he said,“How should we do this me on top or…” but before he could finish that sentence Bast pounced on him like a cougar. Pushing him on his back. His head smacked against the boards at the other end of the bed as he cursed under his breath.“Mine! Less talk more fucking!” Bast growled her lets squeezing her thighs when she slipped his cock in. Fuck. Dan couldn't help but imagine how tight it was as his third leg penitrated her pussy. The way it consumed it. With such a heat. Dan was sure she could melt his cock off from sure will. Her hips pushing down as he felt his meat pushed deeper in her before pulling back out all but the head.The process seemed to repeat itself over and over again as the bed moved back and forth. Annabelle watched, biting her pinkie. Clearly turned on by such a display. Her Husband fucking another woman right in front of her. She felt herself beyond turned on as she reached down, playing with her pussy. She looked over seeing the sad look on Gizzy face as she looked over,“Something wrong Gizmo?”“Wanted to have a turn with Goddess Husband. Wanted to feel what make you feel good my goddess.” She said with a light sadness.“Hmm well don't worry you'll have your turn but how about I do something for you.” She leaned down kissing the Gremlin. They kissed for a short time. Tongues pressing against each other as they swirled sharing saliva. Listening to Dan and Bastet, fuck each others' brains out.Annabelle snapped her finger as suddenly a strap-on forming around her thighs as it was long and hard the purple rubber dong. Gizzy watched it in surprised and smile as she felt herself fall on her back practically next to the other two.Dan groaned as Bast bounced on him. Harder and faster. As he pushed deeper. His hand grabbing her small breast sensitive in his hands as he twisted and pinched her brown nipples. Caused Bast to moan harder her tongue hanging out as she began scratching his chest. Blood slowly leaking as she bounced harder. As she scratched all over him leaving her mark. Though Dan didn't care as he thrusted even more as he moaned more.“Sweet christ! This fucking feels amazing!” Dan moaned as his balls slapped against her ass.“Oh yes fuck me, fuck me harder! Worship me obey me follow me!” Bast screamed her eyes widened as she moved down faster. It had been so long since she felt this so alive. The way Dan help her as he pulled himself up. His hips moving faster, in a blind blur. Her gasps getting louder as she bit her lips.“Oh yes worship me! Worship me!” Bast screamed as her body was beginning to glow. Dan leaned in going with the flow she wanted worship he would do that. It wouldn't hurt anyone as he whisper.“I'll worship you, fuck you as long as Annabelle wants, my cock fucks your sacred pussy.” He moaned more in that husky voice as he pushed faster, with a long moan.“Yes! Sweet me yes like that! I'm gonna cum!” Bast moaned as she felt herself rejuvenated with energy. As she rode faster her claws sinking into Dans back as she held him closer. The unfathomable desire between Dan and the Cat goddess grew larger.Annabelle watched with a smirk as she fucked her Gremlin harder as Gizzy groaned in sweet orgasmic release as she rode the rubber cock. With a shudder. As Dan smiled more side glancing his wife.Though like most things it didn't last long as Bast pussy tightened around him milking his cock for everything it had. A hungry feline wanting its special ‘milk.' It sucked him more as Dan suddenly began unleashing loads into her as they screamed in passion.Even though Bast sounded like she was screaming bloody murder as Dan did so they heaved heavily as they would soon begin moving in a light slow thrust.“Fuck… I needed that.” Bast mustered out with a light purr. Rubbing her head against him for the moment as Dan took heavy deep breaths.“That was, fuck I don't know, it was great.” He groaned as his cock felt sensitive and his balls felt completely empty.“Heh, well I am the purr; fect lover.” Bast teased as she whipped him with her tail. As she kissed his cheek. Never on the mouth, Bast knew this. She felt the heat rolling off her as she felt so relaxed.“Annabelle Thank you.” She muttered more her tail swishing and ears twitching. Bast looked like a brand new kitten.“Anytime, if you need help I'm sure we can give you a hand but ask first.” She winked as she pounded into the Gremlin.“Heh well This will be a night I won't forget.” Dan muttered resting his head back. His cock still inside of Bast as she hadn't pulled away.“Oh Danny- Baby, the night has only just began.” Annabelle giggled as She winked. Dan could feel the tingling around his cock as his groaned hard. His cock pulsing once more ready for another round.Dan groaned hard as he realized that he was in for a long— Long night.Dan didn't know the half of it. He had fucked for what seemed like hours. His body covered in bruises. Scratch marks. Bites, (Thanks to the Gremlin who had a habit of sinking her teeth in his shoulder.) But by the end of it. He laid there in the middle. Annabelle under the covers curled up on his right arms wrapped around him. Bast on the other side. She hadn't returned to her Feline form as she laid on her side away from him. As for Gizzy. She was laying on his chest moaning hard as her ass was right at his face. Her legs rubbing his arm slightly. Rather uncomfortable. As she rested her head on his thigh.If Dan had the strength he might've pushed her off. But he could barely move. As he laid there ready to close his eyes as he took a glance at Annabelle and muttered,“I think I'm falling in love with her.”“I love you two,” Annabelle mumbled though it was clear she was still asleep. As she barely reacted. Dan would eventually fall asleep, though when he did a name popped into his head. Joe Liesmith.The next morning, Dan groaned. It was clear he needed an aspirin. His whole body ached. He groaned and noticed he was alone in his bed.“Last night was; whoa” he muttered as he pulled the covers off. His bruises were nearly healed up. The dark marks on him were fading to a dull yellow. His scratches seemed to be almost gone. However, he felt like he could barely move, and he wouldn't be any good at his job like this. He reached over to his phone and quickly made a call to his job's attendance line.After he hung up from that brief call, he called Ash.“Yo, Dan, what's up?” Ash said when he answered the phone. Dan could tell from the background noise that his friend was working a little early.“Wanted to let you know I called in. Something came up, so I'm not going to make it in today.” Dan kept his voice calm as he sat on the edge of the bed.“Got some stomach issues or something?” Ash asked with a small chuckle, guessing Dan must have a hangover. “No, just slipped and fell. Back's hurting like hell, and I don't need to fuck something up,” Dan said with a chuckle, then groaned.“Hey, no problem. Maybe get your wife to rub some cream in to get you feeling better. How is she doing, anyway?” Ash asked with a chuckle.Dan snorted.“She's doing well. Maybe worn out from last night, though She probably headed off to work already. But she's do

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A NEW PERFORMANCE BY MORGAN BASSICHISWITH ORIGINAL MATERIAL BY FRANK MAYADIRECTED BY SAM PINKLETONMUSICAL RECREATIONS BY NATASHA JACOBSSCENIC RECREATION BY ELI WOODS HARRISONOctober 25–26, 2024In a desperate attempt to prove they can think about someone other than themself, Morgan Bassichis revisits queer comedian, musician, and performance artist Frank Maya's 1987 show, Frank Maya Talks. Maya was among the “first out gay comedians on network television” and on the precipice of mainstream success before his death from AIDS-related complications in 1995. This new “solo” performance humbly attempts to ensure Maya's legacy is no longer overlooked while also resolving the bottomless queer search for laughter in times of crisis and for fame and father figures and intense attachment dynamics no matter how fleeting.https://www.morganbassichis.com/ MORGAN BASSICHIS (They/Them) is a comedian, musician, and writer who has been called “a tall child or, well, a big bird” by The Nation and “fiercely hilarious” by The New Yorker. Their past performances include A Crowded Field (Abrons Arts Center, 2023), Questions to Ask Beforehand (Bridget Donahue, 2022), Don't Rain On My Bat Mitzvah (co-created with Ira Khonen Temple, Creative Time, 2021), Nibbling the Hand that Feeds Me (Whitney Museum, NYC, 2019), Klezmer for Beginners (co-created with Ethan Philbrick, Abrons Arts Center, NYC, 2019), Damned If You Duet (The Kitchen, NYC, 2018), More Protest Songs! (Danspace Project, NYC, 2018), and The Faggots & Their Friends Between Revolutions: The Musical (co-created with TM Davy, DonChristian Jones, Michi Ilona Osato, and Una Aya Osato, New Museum, NYC, 2017).

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Alice and Sally discuss Sally's Olivia Rodrigo Crumbl Cookie experience, the pickle craze, repurposing banana waste, declining academic standards in the public schools, cupcake sizes, what it means to be "Ohio" and more.Follow us on Twitter or Instagram @allucaneatpodThe closing tune is performed by Allison Bishop - find her at https://www.allisonbishopmusic.com/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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CLR Show 1955. Air Date August 9, 2024. A wholly unscientific sampling of prior Trump voters is revealing a willingness to discuss the relative pros and cons of Donald vs. Kamla, at least on the part of the relatively small, rational republican fringes. Given the incredibly positive vibe of the incredibly effective early Harris campaign, this was to be expected. Harris is breaking through even the otherwise impenetrable Trumpian media wall and forcing the moderate fringes to question voting for a convicted felon. But it will not always be this easy for Kamla. The Donald forces will reassemble and begin the heaviest barrage of garbage attacks and outright lies in American political history, probably just after the Democratic convention and in the lead-up to the first (and probably only) Donald-Kamla debate on September 10th. And after that debate... the ultimate expression of Trumpian panic will be on full display. With Friday Co-Host, David Bach.   

Miss Jessica's Tease posted by JessicasEroticRambloings ; narrated by Ava;Welcome To Steamy Stories PodcastThe author Applies her skillsPosted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.I had been dating Thomas for about 3 months before I showed him my naughty tumblr blog. He loved reading everything I had written but seemed especially interested in the tease and denial stories. He said he had never tried that before and so one evening he asked me if I would become Miss Jessica for him. “You want me to tease and deny you baby? Are you 100% sure as you can't just give up part way through and expect that I'm just going to make you cum. You have to agree that from the moment we start you will not cum again until I have decided you have fully earned it. You must promise you will not touch your cock for pleasure until your session with Miss Jessica is over, which could take hours, or days depending on how you either impress me or disappoint me. So do you still want to do this Thomas?” I asked him as we cuddled on the couch. He looked at me a little surprised. “Days?” he said as I could sense his apprehension. “It will take as long as it takes until I'm convinced you fully deserve your release baby. But I will promise you this. When I finally allow you to cum it will be the most intense mind blowing orgasm of your life.” “Oh god! Jessica. Ok I wanna do it. I want you to be my Mistress until I'm allowed to cum. But can we start tomorrow? I wanna Fuck you one more time before we start,” he said as he started kissing my neck. “Ummm yes baby, Fuck me!” I moaned as he pulled open my shirt and started playing with my tits. He kissed down from my neck to my chest, sucking on my nipples as I started grabbing at the belt on his pants, wanting to release his big beautiful cock. He reached under my skirt to pull my panties down as I released his cock, then slid his hard shaft along my wet slit, teasing me until I groaned as he let the head slip inside me. He pushed slowly and deeply inside me as I wrapped my arms around him, moaning as he started Fucking me. “Oh god, Fuck me Thomas. Give it to me, oh god yes,” I moaned as he slammed his cock into my tight warm wet hole. He Fucked me so good and so hard as I scratched my nails down his back. He pulled my arms above my head and took my hands in his, our fingers entwined as he pinned me down and slammed his cock into my tight bare cunt. Not stopping, just taking me, filling my pussy, until he exploded warm and sticky inside me. The following evening I told him to strip and to sit in front of me as I knelt between his legs. His cock was hard already as I slid my fingers around it, slowly caressing his length. “Ok baby, as this is your first time at this I'm going to go easy on you. I'm going to stroke your cock with both hands at a consistent speed and intensity for 5 minutes, and all I want from you is to NoT cum. Shall we start?” I said to Thomas, holding his cock in both of my hands as I looked into his eyes. Thomas nodded and said yes. I started a countdown timer on my phone then started to stroke his cock slowly for the first minute and then built up speed until I was working his cock at a good steady pace. I knew he would be able to last for 5 minutes but it was a good place to start. As I stroked his cock I looked into his eyes telling him he must not cum. “Ummm so good Jess,” he moaned as he watched me stroke his cock. “Miss Jessica, not Jess. You will call me Miss Jessica until the next time you cum.” “Yeah, sorry Miss Jessica. Oh god your hands feel so good,” he said and smiled at me. There was a single drop of precum that formed on the tip of his cock during the 5 minutes of stroking but he survived without cumming. I smiled at him as I stopped stroking and released his cock from my grip. “Very good start baby,” I said as I licked up the drop of precum. He gasped as my tongue slid over the head of his cock. “Now we have a 5 minute break before we go again, but this time it's 10 minutes.” Thomas looked at me and I could see from his face that he wasn't sure about lasting for another 10 minutes. We waited for 5 minutes and his cock stayed hard and erect and I knew he desperately wanted my hands back on his shaft. I started the timer on my phone again. He let out a satisfied moan when my hands wrapped around his cock once more and I started stroking him at the same speed with the same two handed technique. We went past 5 minutes, then 6 minutes, and then 7 minutes, but that's when more precum started oozing from the tip and I could sense he was struggling to hold on. “Oh god, Miss Jessica, I can feel my cum building. I don't know if I can last!” he gasped as I looked into his eyes. “Look at me Thomas. Don't you cum. I'm not giving you permission to cum. Don't you dare cum,” I said as 9 minutes flashed up on my phone timer. I knew he was trying but I felt the twitch from his balls signaling he was about to explode so I stopped and wrapped my thumb and finger tightly around his cock just under the head. I squeezed just tightly enough to halt the cum rising up his rigid shaft. Thomas groaned loudly as I denied him his orgasm. I held my grip until I knew he had calmed enough and that he wasn't going to cum. That was the first time I had ever stopped him from cumming and there was something about that moment that made Thomas truly submit to me. “That was disappointing Thomas. Now we have to wait until tomorrow to try that again,” I said as I waited for his reaction. This was when I knew he had truly submitted to me as there was no complaining about having to wait a whole day to go again as I had expected there to be, but instead he just said, “Yes Miss Jessica.” The following evening I told him to strip for me again. He told me he hadn't been able to think about anything but my hands on his cock all day long. I started my phone timer again and started stroking his cock in both hands for another attempt at 10 minutes. As I worked his cock he told me how he had been getting random throbbing erections as he had tried to do his job. We went past 5, 6, 7, 8 minutes but then he started to struggle once more. “Miss Jessica! Oh god I don't know if I can hold it,” he gasped as my hands pumped his cock. “Yes you can hold it! It's just another 90 seconds. Don't you cum Thomas. Concentrate. Hold it. Don't you dare cum,” I said in my most dominant tone of voice as he started squirming and panting as he tried to stop himself from exploding. 30 seconds more, 20 seconds, 10 seconds, then I released his cock and we watched his cock looking for the tiny twitch that always signaled his ejaculation. I think I held my breath for about 10 seconds as we stared at his cock but he didn't cum and finally he calmed down. I smiled at him and told him I was very pleased with him. I told him he would get a 10 minute break before we attempted 15 minutes. The way he looked at me when I mentioned we were about to go for 15 minutes told me that there was no chance he would manage to hold on for that long, but I already knew that. I knew I would have to deny his orgasm again and that he wouldn't be cumming for a good few days yet. Sure enough Thomas only lasted for 7 minutes before I had to stop his cum by squeezing his cock between my thumb and finger once more. “We will try again tomorrow Thomas,” I said as he sighed with frustration. The next evening came along and I had to deny his cum after 9 minutes. The evening after that I had to deny him after 11 minutes. The more days that passed the greater his submission to me became. He started to beg me to show mercy on him but I told him no every time. Another 3 days of failure went by but he was holding back a little longer as each day passed. The following day he reached 14 minutes before I had to deny him and that's when I knew he was getting very close to succeeding. The next evening came around and he stripped off and surrendered his cock to my hands once more. As I stroked him he seemed much calmer and I just had a feeling he was going to make it. 10 minutes passed, 12 minutes passed, and it wasn't until 14 minutes had passed that he started to show signs of struggling. His breathing became ragged and precum was oozing from the tip. “Thomas look at me, hold back. Hold it back. Don't you cum. Just 30 more seconds. Do not cum!” I yelled as he was squirming in my grasp. “Uh, oh god, Miss Jessica!” he whimpered as the seconds counted down. His cock was so achingly hard in my hands, harder than I had ever felt him before. He was only seconds away. “Don't you cum! 5 seconds more, 3, 2, 1. Oh yes, Thomas, you have my permission to cum!”  I squealed as I stroked his shaft even harder. His entire body suddenly relaxed for a brief moment before he tensed and his cock erupted with streams of thick sticky cum. Jet after jet of cum spurting over my hands and over my tits as his body spasmed with the biggest and most intense orgasm of his life. I kept on stroking his cock and he just kept cumming. I was shocked just how much he was cumming as it seemed it was never going to end. Finally he slowed and the spurts of cum became a dribble. I slowed my stroking to a slow steady milking rhythm as the last few drops oozed from the tip. I was just covered in cum and he slowly regained his senses. He lifted his head to look at me, gave me a goofy satisfied smile, then collapsed back onto the bed. I slid up next to him. “So how was that? Do you think you will want Miss Jessica to show up again at some point?” I asked him as I cuddled against him. He let out a laugh. “Oh definitely,” he said before we kissed and fell asleep together in a cummy cuddly embrace.By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr.Getting Wealthy As A Desk ClerkThe ways to serve hospitality are vast and varied. So are the rewards.Posted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.When I worked on the reception desk at a hotel I had men flirting with me all the time. It was usually men who were travelling alone on business trips that hit on me the most, probably taking advantage of being away while their wives were at home. There was this particular man who would bring me flowers whenever he checked in. I knew he was married but I always flirted back as I enjoyed getting attention from all the horny married men that stayed at the hotel. One day this man showed up to check in to his room and as usual he had bought me a bunch of roses, but this time there was a card with them that had an interesting proposition written on it. '$1000 to blow me tonight?' I slipped the card into my pocket before anyone else saw it then continued with my day. When my shift was over I called my boyfriend to tell him I would be home a little late then headed to the staff room to change into something a little more comfortable. Then I used the elevator to reach the penthouse suite. I knocked on the door and waited. He opened the door wearing only a bath robe and invited me inside. “I knew you would like my offer. Something about you told me you would be my naughty girl for the right price,” he said as he closed the door behind me. “Where is the money?” I said as I smiled at him. He pointed to an envelope on the desk. I picked it up and checked inside. There were ten new crisp $100 bills as promised. I put the cash back down onto the desk then turned back to him. “Get down on your knees for me Jessica. It's time to earn your money.” “Yes Sir,” I replied and dropped to my knees in front of him. He looked down at me as he opened up his robe and slipped it off, leaving me staring at his very hard cock. “Do you like my cock Jessica? Are you going to suck me until I fill your mouth with cum?” “Yes Sir,” I said as I slid my fingers around his cock. I slowly caressed his length as I stared up at him. He moaned as he felt my fingers slide along his incredibly hard cock. “Suck my cock Jessica,” he groaned as I licked the head before closing my lips around him. Looking up at him as I caressed the head of his cock with my tongue, then taking his shaft deeper into my mouth. He groaned as he watched my hand start to stroke him as my head bobbed back and forth in rhythm with my hand motions. “I knew you would be an amazing little cocksucker as soon as I saw you. Work my cock Jessica. Don't make me cum too quickly though. You need to earn your money,” he said as he stood over me. I was already tasting a little precum so I slowed down a little, slipping my mouth from his cock while I continued caressing his now slick shaft. “I want to be a good girl for you Sir. I want to give you so much pleasure with my mouth,” I said softly as I ran a fingertip around his swollen cock head. His cock twitched and another drop of precum leaked from the tip. Looking up into his eyes as I slowly licked the precum from his cock enjoying the groan that escaped his lips. Then I took him back into my mouth, this time keeping my hands on my thighs, sliding my lips along his cock as I sucked him deeper. I slowly slid my hands up his legs until I was caressing his balls in my hand. “Oh god yes! Good girl not forgetting my balls. Umm, squeeze them while you blow me,” he groaned. I gently squeezed them between my fingers as I took his cock deep and held still with the head in my throat. “So much cum in my balls and it's all for you Jessica.” I pulled my head back until his cock slipped from my mouth leaving a trail of spit stretching from his cock head to my lips. Grabbing his shaft and stroking him while I dipped my head to take one of his balls into my mouth. He moaned as I sucked on his balls while I stroked his length a little harder. “Holy Fuck you hot little slut. That's it suck my balls. Show me you deserve all the cum trapped inside them,” he groaned as I teasingly but gently scraped my teeth over his swollen ball sack. Nibbling and sucking as his cock seemed to get even harder in my hand. I licked up from his balls back up to his cock, taking him back into my hungry little mouth. Stroking and sucking him as my hand slid back and forth, looking up into his lust filled eyes. “I need to cum. Oh Christ I need to cum in your mouth you little cocksucker.” I continued using my hand and mouth to pleasure him knowing I was going to be swallowing his seed within moments. His cock leaking precum more and more. His breathing was becoming ragged and his cock suddenly twitched and sent the first jet of sticky cum splashing into my mouth. I tasted cum as I kept stroking and sucking cock. He gasped as another jet of cum erupted from the tip as I pumped his shaft in my hand. Milking the cum from his balls as I could feel my mouth filling with his seed. It took him a while to stop cumming but when he pulled from my mouth I opened my lips wide to show him my mouth full of cum. He watched as I swallowed his cum down my throat in one big gulp. I stood up and he took my hand and kissed it. “Thank you princess. Enjoy spending your reward and just know that there is much more money available to you every time I'm in town. You are worth every penny,” he said as he pulled his robe back on and handed me the envelope full of money. I thanked him and left his room, my head full of ideas on what to spend $1000 bucks on.By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr.

Miss Jessica's Tease posted by JessicasEroticRambloings ; narrated by Ava;Welcome To Steamy Stories PodcastThe author Applies her skillsPosted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.I had been dating Thomas for about 3 months before I showed him my naughty tumblr blog. He loved reading everything I had written but seemed especially interested in the tease and denial stories. He said he had never tried that before and so one evening he asked me if I would become Miss Jessica for him. “You want me to tease and deny you baby? Are you 100% sure as you can't just give up part way through and expect that I'm just going to make you cum. You have to agree that from the moment we start you will not cum again until I have decided you have fully earned it. You must promise you will not touch your cock for pleasure until your session with Miss Jessica is over, which could take hours, or days depending on how you either impress me or disappoint me. So do you still want to do this Thomas?” I asked him as we cuddled on the couch. He looked at me a little surprised. “Days?” he said as I could sense his apprehension. “It will take as long as it takes until I'm convinced you fully deserve your release baby. But I will promise you this. When I finally allow you to cum it will be the most intense mind blowing orgasm of your life.” “Oh god! Jessica. Ok I wanna do it. I want you to be my Mistress until I'm allowed to cum. But can we start tomorrow? I wanna Fuck you one more time before we start,” he said as he started kissing my neck. “Ummm yes baby, Fuck me!” I moaned as he pulled open my shirt and started playing with my tits. He kissed down from my neck to my chest, sucking on my nipples as I started grabbing at the belt on his pants, wanting to release his big beautiful cock. He reached under my skirt to pull my panties down as I released his cock, then slid his hard shaft along my wet slit, teasing me until I groaned as he let the head slip inside me. He pushed slowly and deeply inside me as I wrapped my arms around him, moaning as he started Fucking me. “Oh god, Fuck me Thomas. Give it to me, oh god yes,” I moaned as he slammed his cock into my tight warm wet hole. He Fucked me so good and so hard as I scratched my nails down his back. He pulled my arms above my head and took my hands in his, our fingers entwined as he pinned me down and slammed his cock into my tight bare cunt. Not stopping, just taking me, filling my pussy, until he exploded warm and sticky inside me. The following evening I told him to strip and to sit in front of me as I knelt between his legs. His cock was hard already as I slid my fingers around it, slowly caressing his length. “Ok baby, as this is your first time at this I'm going to go easy on you. I'm going to stroke your cock with both hands at a consistent speed and intensity for 5 minutes, and all I want from you is to NoT cum. Shall we start?” I said to Thomas, holding his cock in both of my hands as I looked into his eyes. Thomas nodded and said yes. I started a countdown timer on my phone then started to stroke his cock slowly for the first minute and then built up speed until I was working his cock at a good steady pace. I knew he would be able to last for 5 minutes but it was a good place to start. As I stroked his cock I looked into his eyes telling him he must not cum. “Ummm so good Jess,” he moaned as he watched me stroke his cock. “Miss Jessica, not Jess. You will call me Miss Jessica until the next time you cum.” “Yeah, sorry Miss Jessica. Oh god your hands feel so good,” he said and smiled at me. There was a single drop of precum that formed on the tip of his cock during the 5 minutes of stroking but he survived without cumming. I smiled at him as I stopped stroking and released his cock from my grip. “Very good start baby,” I said as I licked up the drop of precum. He gasped as my tongue slid over the head of his cock. “Now we have a 5 minute break before we go again, but this time it's 10 minutes.” Thomas looked at me and I could see from his face that he wasn't sure about lasting for another 10 minutes. We waited for 5 minutes and his cock stayed hard and erect and I knew he desperately wanted my hands back on his shaft. I started the timer on my phone again. He let out a satisfied moan when my hands wrapped around his cock once more and I started stroking him at the same speed with the same two handed technique. We went past 5 minutes, then 6 minutes, and then 7 minutes, but that's when more precum started oozing from the tip and I could sense he was struggling to hold on. “Oh god, Miss Jessica, I can feel my cum building. I don't know if I can last!” he gasped as I looked into his eyes. “Look at me Thomas. Don't you cum. I'm not giving you permission to cum. Don't you dare cum,” I said as 9 minutes flashed up on my phone timer. I knew he was trying but I felt the twitch from his balls signaling he was about to explode so I stopped and wrapped my thumb and finger tightly around his cock just under the head. I squeezed just tightly enough to halt the cum rising up his rigid shaft. Thomas groaned loudly as I denied him his orgasm. I held my grip until I knew he had calmed enough and that he wasn't going to cum. That was the first time I had ever stopped him from cumming and there was something about that moment that made Thomas truly submit to me. “That was disappointing Thomas. Now we have to wait until tomorrow to try that again,” I said as I waited for his reaction. This was when I knew he had truly submitted to me as there was no complaining about having to wait a whole day to go again as I had expected there to be, but instead he just said, “Yes Miss Jessica.” The following evening I told him to strip for me again. He told me he hadn't been able to think about anything but my hands on his cock all day long. I started my phone timer again and started stroking his cock in both hands for another attempt at 10 minutes. As I worked his cock he told me how he had been getting random throbbing erections as he had tried to do his job. We went past 5, 6, 7, 8 minutes but then he started to struggle once more. “Miss Jessica! Oh god I don't know if I can hold it,” he gasped as my hands pumped his cock. “Yes you can hold it! It's just another 90 seconds. Don't you cum Thomas. Concentrate. Hold it. Don't you dare cum,” I said in my most dominant tone of voice as he started squirming and panting as he tried to stop himself from exploding. 30 seconds more, 20 seconds, 10 seconds, then I released his cock and we watched his cock looking for the tiny twitch that always signaled his ejaculation. I think I held my breath for about 10 seconds as we stared at his cock but he didn't cum and finally he calmed down. I smiled at him and told him I was very pleased with him. I told him he would get a 10 minute break before we attempted 15 minutes. The way he looked at me when I mentioned we were about to go for 15 minutes told me that there was no chance he would manage to hold on for that long, but I already knew that. I knew I would have to deny his orgasm again and that he wouldn't be cumming for a good few days yet. Sure enough Thomas only lasted for 7 minutes before I had to stop his cum by squeezing his cock between my thumb and finger once more. “We will try again tomorrow Thomas,” I said as he sighed with frustration. The next evening came along and I had to deny his cum after 9 minutes. The evening after that I had to deny him after 11 minutes. The more days that passed the greater his submission to me became. He started to beg me to show mercy on him but I told him no every time. Another 3 days of failure went by but he was holding back a little longer as each day passed. The following day he reached 14 minutes before I had to deny him and that's when I knew he was getting very close to succeeding. The next evening came around and he stripped off and surrendered his cock to my hands once more. As I stroked him he seemed much calmer and I just had a feeling he was going to make it. 10 minutes passed, 12 minutes passed, and it wasn't until 14 minutes had passed that he started to show signs of struggling. His breathing became ragged and precum was oozing from the tip. “Thomas look at me, hold back. Hold it back. Don't you cum. Just 30 more seconds. Do not cum!” I yelled as he was squirming in my grasp. “Uh, oh god, Miss Jessica!” he whimpered as the seconds counted down. His cock was so achingly hard in my hands, harder than I had ever felt him before. He was only seconds away. “Don't you cum! 5 seconds more, 3, 2, 1. Oh yes, Thomas, you have my permission to cum!”  I squealed as I stroked his shaft even harder. His entire body suddenly relaxed for a brief moment before he tensed and his cock erupted with streams of thick sticky cum. Jet after jet of cum spurting over my hands and over my tits as his body spasmed with the biggest and most intense orgasm of his life. I kept on stroking his cock and he just kept cumming. I was shocked just how much he was cumming as it seemed it was never going to end. Finally he slowed and the spurts of cum became a dribble. I slowed my stroking to a slow steady milking rhythm as the last few drops oozed from the tip. I was just covered in cum and he slowly regained his senses. He lifted his head to look at me, gave me a goofy satisfied smile, then collapsed back onto the bed. I slid up next to him. “So how was that? Do you think you will want Miss Jessica to show up again at some point?” I asked him as I cuddled against him. He let out a laugh. “Oh definitely,” he said before we kissed and fell asleep together in a cummy cuddly embrace.By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr.Getting Wealthy As A Desk ClerkThe ways to serve hospitality are vast and varied. So are the rewards.Posted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.When I worked on the reception desk at a hotel I had men flirting with me all the time. It was usually men who were travelling alone on business trips that hit on me the most, probably taking advantage of being away while their wives were at home. There was this particular man who would bring me flowers whenever he checked in. I knew he was married but I always flirted back as I enjoyed getting attention from all the horny married men that stayed at the hotel. One day this man showed up to check in to his room and as usual he had bought me a bunch of roses, but this time there was a card with them that had an interesting proposition written on it. '$1000 to blow me tonight?' I slipped the card into my pocket before anyone else saw it then continued with my day. When my shift was over I called my boyfriend to tell him I would be home a little late then headed to the staff room to change into something a little more comfortable. Then I used the elevator to reach the penthouse suite. I knocked on the door and waited. He opened the door wearing only a bath robe and invited me inside. “I knew you would like my offer. Something about you told me you would be my naughty girl for the right price,” he said as he closed the door behind me. “Where is the money?” I said as I smiled at him. He pointed to an envelope on the desk. I picked it up and checked inside. There were ten new crisp $100 bills as promised. I put the cash back down onto the desk then turned back to him. “Get down on your knees for me Jessica. It's time to earn your money.” “Yes Sir,” I replied and dropped to my knees in front of him. He looked down at me as he opened up his robe and slipped it off, leaving me staring at his very hard cock. “Do you like my cock Jessica? Are you going to suck me until I fill your mouth with cum?” “Yes Sir,” I said as I slid my fingers around his cock. I slowly caressed his length as I stared up at him. He moaned as he felt my fingers slide along his incredibly hard cock. “Suck my cock Jessica,” he groaned as I licked the head before closing my lips around him. Looking up at him as I caressed the head of his cock with my tongue, then taking his shaft deeper into my mouth. He groaned as he watched my hand start to stroke him as my head bobbed back and forth in rhythm with my hand motions. “I knew you would be an amazing little cocksucker as soon as I saw you. Work my cock Jessica. Don't make me cum too quickly though. You need to earn your money,” he said as he stood over me. I was already tasting a little precum so I slowed down a little, slipping my mouth from his cock while I continued caressing his now slick shaft. “I want to be a good girl for you Sir. I want to give you so much pleasure with my mouth,” I said softly as I ran a fingertip around his swollen cock head. His cock twitched and another drop of precum leaked from the tip. Looking up into his eyes as I slowly licked the precum from his cock enjoying the groan that escaped his lips. Then I took him back into my mouth, this time keeping my hands on my thighs, sliding my lips along his cock as I sucked him deeper. I slowly slid my hands up his legs until I was caressing his balls in my hand. “Oh god yes! Good girl not forgetting my balls. Umm, squeeze them while you blow me,” he groaned. I gently squeezed them between my fingers as I took his cock deep and held still with the head in my throat. “So much cum in my balls and it's all for you Jessica.” I pulled my head back until his cock slipped from my mouth leaving a trail of spit stretching from his cock head to my lips. Grabbing his shaft and stroking him while I dipped my head to take one of his balls into my mouth. He moaned as I sucked on his balls while I stroked his length a little harder. “Holy Fuck you hot little slut. That's it suck my balls. Show me you deserve all the cum trapped inside them,” he groaned as I teasingly but gently scraped my teeth over his swollen ball sack. Nibbling and sucking as his cock seemed to get even harder in my hand. I licked up from his balls back up to his cock, taking him back into my hungry little mouth. Stroking and sucking him as my hand slid back and forth, looking up into his lust filled eyes. “I need to cum. Oh Christ I need to cum in your mouth you little cocksucker.” I continued using my hand and mouth to pleasure him knowing I was going to be swallowing his seed within moments. His cock leaking precum more and more. His breathing was becoming ragged and his cock suddenly twitched and sent the first jet of sticky cum splashing into my mouth. I tasted cum as I kept stroking and sucking cock. He gasped as another jet of cum erupted from the tip as I pumped his shaft in my hand. Milking the cum from his balls as I could feel my mouth filling with his seed. It took him a while to stop cumming but when he pulled from my mouth I opened my lips wide to show him my mouth full of cum. He watched as I swallowed his cum down my throat in one big gulp. I stood up and he took my hand and kissed it. “Thank you princess. Enjoy spending your reward and just know that there is much more money available to you every time I'm in town. You are worth every penny,” he said as he pulled his robe back on and handed me the envelope full of money. I thanked him and left his room, my head full of ideas on what to spend $1000 bucks on.By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr.

Miss Jessica's Tease posted by JessicasEroticRambloings ; narrated by Ava;Welcome To Steamy Stories Podcast Miss Jessica's Tease The author Applies her skills Posted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. I had been dating Thomas for about 3 months before I showed him my naughty tumblr blog. He loved reading everything I had written but seemed especially interested in the tease and denial stories. He said he had never tried that before and so one evening he asked me if I would become Miss Jessica for him.  [[MORE]] “You want me to tease and deny you baby? Are you 100% sure as you can't just give up part way through and expect that I'm just going to make you cum. You have to agree that from the moment we start you will not cum again until I have decided you have fully earned it. You must promise you will not touch your cock for pleasure until your session with Miss Jessica is over, which could take hours, or days depending on how you either impress me or disappoint me. So do you still want to do this Thomas?” I asked him as we cuddled on the couch. He looked at me a little surprised.  “Days?” he said as I could sense his apprehension.  “It will take as long as it takes until I'm convinced you fully deserve your release baby. But I will promise you this. When I finally allow you to cum it will be the most intense mind blowing orgasm of your life.”  “Oh god! Jessica. Ok I wanna do it. I want you to be my Mistress until I'm allowed to cum. But can we start tomorrow? I wanna Fuck you one more time before we start,” he said as he started kissing my neck.  “Ummm yes baby, Fuck me!” I moaned as he pulled open my shirt and started playing with my tits. He kissed down from my neck to my chest, sucking on my nipples as I started grabbing at the belt on his pants, wanting to release his big beautiful cock. He reached under my skirt to pull my panties down as I released his cock, then slid his hard shaft along my wet slit, teasing me until I groaned as he let the head slip inside me. He pushed slowly and deeply inside me as I wrapped my arms around him, moaning as he started Fucking me. “Oh god, Fuck me Thomas. Give it to me, oh god yes,” I moaned as he slammed his cock into my tight warm wet hole. He Fucked me so good and so hard as I scratched my nails down his back. He pulled my arms above my head and took my hands in his, our fingers entwined as he pinned me down and slammed his cock into my tight bare cunt. Not stopping, just taking me, filling my pussy, until he exploded warm and sticky inside me.  The following evening I told him to strip and to sit in front of me as I knelt between his legs. His cock was hard already as I slid my fingers around it, slowly caressing his length.  “Ok baby, as this is your first time at this I'm going to go easy on you. I'm going to stroke your cock with both hands at a consistent speed and intensity for 5 minutes, and all I want from you is to NoT cum. Shall we start?” I said to Thomas, holding his cock in both of my hands as I looked into his eyes. Thomas nodded and said yes. I started a countdown timer on my phone then started to stroke his cock slowly for the first minute and then built up speed until I was working his cock at a good steady pace. I knew he would be able to last for 5 minutes but it was a good place to start. As I stroked his cock I looked into his eyes telling him he must not cum.  “Ummm so good Jess,” he moaned as he watched me stroke his cock.  “Miss Jessica, not Jess. You will call me Miss Jessica until the next time you cum.”  “Yeah, sorry Miss Jessica. Oh god your hands feel so good,” he said and smiled at me. There was a single drop of precum that formed on the tip of his cock during the 5 minutes of stroking but he survived without cumming. I smiled at him as I stopped stroking and released his cock from my grip.  “Very good start baby,” I said as I licked up the drop of precum. He gasped as my tongue slid over the head of his cock. “Now we have a 5 minute break before we go again, but this time it's 10 minutes.” Thomas looked at me and I could see from his face that he wasn't sure about lasting for another 10 minutes.  We waited for 5 minutes and his cock stayed hard and erect and I knew he desperately wanted my hands back on his shaft. I started the timer on my phone again. He let out a satisfied moan when my hands wrapped around his cock once more and I started stroking him at the same speed with the same two handed technique. We went past 5 minutes, then 6 minutes, and then 7 minutes, but that's when more precum started oozing from the tip and I could sense he was struggling to hold on.  “Oh god, Miss Jessica, I can feel my cum building. I don't know if I can last!” he gasped as I looked into his eyes.  “Look at me Thomas. Don't you cum. I'm not giving you permission to cum. Don't you dare cum,” I said as 9 minutes flashed up on my phone timer. I knew he was trying but I felt the twitch from his balls signaling he was about to explode so I stopped and wrapped my thumb and finger tightly around his cock just under the head. I squeezed just tightly enough to halt the cum rising up his rigid shaft. Thomas groaned loudly as I denied him his orgasm. I held my grip until I knew he had calmed enough and that he wasn't going to cum. That was the first time I had ever stopped him from cumming and there was something about that moment that made Thomas truly submit to me.  “That was disappointing Thomas. Now we have to wait until tomorrow to try that again,” I said as I waited for his reaction. This was when I knew he had truly submitted to me as there was no complaining about having to wait a whole day to go again as I had expected there to be, but instead he just said, “Yes Miss Jessica.”  The following evening I told him to strip for me again. He told me he hadn't been able to think about anything but my hands on his cock all day long. I started my phone timer again and started stroking his cock in both hands for another attempt at 10 minutes. As I worked his cock he told me how he had been getting random throbbing erections as he had tried to do his job. We went past 5, 6, 7, 8 minutes but then he started to struggle once more.  “Miss Jessica! Oh god I don't know if I can hold it,” he gasped as my hands pumped his cock.  “Yes you can hold it! It's just another 90 seconds. Don't you cum Thomas. Concentrate. Hold it. Don't you dare cum,” I said in my most dominant tone of voice as he started squirming and panting as he tried to stop himself from exploding. 30 seconds more, 20 seconds, 10 seconds, then I released his cock and we watched his cock looking for the tiny twitch that always signaled his ejaculation. I think I held my breath for about 10 seconds as we stared at his cock but he didn't cum and finally he calmed down.  I smiled at him and told him I was very pleased with him. I told him he would get a 10 minute break before we attempted 15 minutes. The way he looked at me when I mentioned we were about to go for 15 minutes told me that there was no chance he would manage to hold on for that long, but I already knew that. I knew I would have to deny his orgasm again and that he wouldn't be cumming for a good few days yet. Sure enough Thomas only lasted for 7 minutes before I had to stop his cum by squeezing his cock between my thumb and finger once more.  “We will try again tomorrow Thomas,” I said as he sighed with frustration. The next evening came along and I had to deny his cum after 9 minutes. The evening after that I had to deny him after 11 minutes. The more days that passed the greater his submission to me became. He started to beg me to show mercy on him but I told him no every time. Another 3 days of failure went by but he was holding back a little longer as each day passed. The following day he reached 14 minutes before I had to deny him and that's when I knew he was getting very close to succeeding. The next evening came around and he stripped off and surrendered his cock to my hands once more. As I stroked him he seemed much calmer and I just had a feeling he was going to make it.  10 minutes passed, 12 minutes passed, and it wasn't until 14 minutes had passed that he started to show signs of struggling. His breathing became ragged and precum was oozing from the tip.  “Thomas look at me, hold back. Hold it back. Don't you cum. Just 30 more seconds. Do not cum!” I yelled as he was squirming in my grasp.  “Uh, oh god, Miss Jessica!” he whimpered as the seconds counted down. His cock was so achingly hard in my hands, harder than I had ever felt him before. He was only seconds away.  “Don't you cum! 5 seconds more, 3, 2, 1. Oh yes, Thomas, you have my permission to cum!”  I squealed as I stroked his shaft even harder. His entire body suddenly relaxed for a brief moment before he tensed and his cock erupted with streams of thick sticky cum. Jet after jet of cum spurting over my hands and over my tits as his body spasmed with the biggest and most intense orgasm of his life. I kept on stroking his cock and he just kept cumming. I was shocked just how much he was cumming as it seemed it was never going to end. Finally he slowed and the spurts of cum became a dribble. I slowed my stroking to a slow steady milking rhythm as the last few drops oozed from the tip. I was just covered in cum and he slowly regained his senses. He lifted his head to look at me, gave me a goofy satisfied smile, then collapsed back onto the bed. I slid up next to him.  “So how was that? Do you think you will want Miss Jessica to show up again at some point?” I asked him as I cuddled against him. He let out a laugh.  “Oh definitely,” he said before we kissed and fell asleep together in a cummy cuddly embrace. By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr. Getting Wealthy As A Desk Clerk The ways to serve hospitality are vast and varied. So are the rewards. Posted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. When I worked on the reception desk at a hotel I had men flirting with me all the time. It was usually men who were travelling alone on business trips that hit on me the most, probably taking advantage of being away while their wives were at home. There was this particular man who would bring me flowers whenever he checked in. I knew he was married but I always flirted back as I enjoyed getting attention from all the horny married men that stayed at the hotel. One day this man showed up to check in to his room and as usual he had bought me a bunch of roses, but this time there was a card with them that had an interesting proposition written on it.  '$1000 to blow me tonight?'  I slipped the card into my pocket before anyone else saw it then continued with my day. When my shift was over I called my boyfriend to tell him I would be home a little late then headed to the staff room to change into something a little more comfortable. Then I used the elevator to reach the penthouse suite. I knocked on the door and waited. He opened the door wearing only a bath robe and invited me inside.  “I knew you would like my offer. Something about you told me you would be my naughty girl for the right price,” he said as he closed the door behind me.  “Where is the money?” I said as I smiled at him. He pointed to an envelope on the desk. I picked it up and checked inside. There were ten new crisp $100 bills as promised. I put the cash back down onto the desk then turned back to him.  “Get down on your knees for me Jessica. It's time to earn your money.”  “Yes Sir,” I replied and dropped to my knees in front of him. He looked down at me as he opened up his robe and slipped it off, leaving me staring at his very hard cock.  “Do you like my cock Jessica? Are you going to suck me until I fill your mouth with cum?”  “Yes Sir,” I said as I slid my fingers around his cock. I slowly caressed his length as I stared up at him. He moaned as he felt my fingers slide along his incredibly hard cock.  “Suck my cock Jessica,” he groaned as I licked the head before closing my lips around him. Looking up at him as I caressed the head of his cock with my tongue, then taking his shaft deeper into my mouth. He groaned as he watched my hand start to stroke him as my head bobbed back and forth in rhythm with my hand motions. “I knew you would be an amazing little cocksucker as soon as I saw you. Work my cock Jessica. Don't make me cum too quickly though. You need to earn your money,” he said as he stood over me. I was already tasting a little precum so I slowed down a little, slipping my mouth from his cock while I continued caressing his now slick shaft.  “I want to be a good girl for you Sir. I want to give you so much pleasure with my mouth,” I said softly as I ran a fingertip around his swollen cock head. His cock twitched and another drop of precum leaked from the tip. Looking up into his eyes as I slowly licked the precum from his cock enjoying the groan that escaped his lips. Then I took him back into my mouth, this time keeping my hands on my thighs, sliding my lips along his cock as I sucked him deeper. I slowly slid my hands up his legs until I was caressing his balls in my hand.  “Oh god yes! Good girl not forgetting my balls. Umm, squeeze them while you blow me,” he groaned. I gently squeezed them between my fingers as I took his cock deep and held still with the head in my throat. “So much cum in my balls and it's all for you Jessica.”  I pulled my head back until his cock slipped from my mouth leaving a trail of spit stretching from his cock head to my lips. Grabbing his shaft and stroking him while I dipped my head to take one of his balls into my mouth. He moaned as I sucked on his balls while I stroked his length a little harder.  “Holy Fuck you hot little slut. That's it suck my balls. Show me you deserve all the cum trapped inside them,” he groaned as I teasingly but gently scraped my teeth over his swollen ball sack. Nibbling and sucking as his cock seemed to get even harder in my hand. I licked up from his balls back up to his cock, taking him back into my hungry little mouth. Stroking and sucking him as my hand slid back and forth, looking up into his lust filled eyes. “I need to cum. Oh Christ I need to cum in your mouth you little cocksucker.”  I continued using my hand and mouth to pleasure him knowing I was going to be swallowing his seed within moments. His cock leaking precum more and more. His breathing was becoming ragged and his cock suddenly twitched and sent the first jet of sticky cum splashing into my mouth. I tasted cum as I kept stroking and sucking cock. He gasped as another jet of cum erupted from the tip as I pumped his shaft in my hand. Milking the cum from his balls as I could feel my mouth filling with his seed. It took him a while to stop cumming but when he pulled from my mouth I opened my lips wide to show him my mouth full of cum. He watched as I swallowed his cum down my throat in one big gulp. I stood up and he took my hand and kissed it.  “Thank you princess. Enjoy spending your reward and just know that there is much more money available to you every time I'm in town. You are worth every penny,” he said as he pulled his robe back on and handed me the envelope full of money. I thanked him and left his room, my head full of ideas on what to spend $1000 bucks on. By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr.

Miss Jessica's Tease posted by JessicasEroticRambloings ; narrated by Ava;Welcome To Steamy Stories Podcast Miss Jessica's Tease The author Applies her skills Posted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. I had been dating Thomas for about 3 months before I showed him my naughty tumblr blog. He loved reading everything I had written but seemed especially interested in the tease and denial stories. He said he had never tried that before and so one evening he asked me if I would become Miss Jessica for him.  [[MORE]] “You want me to tease and deny you baby? Are you 100% sure as you can't just give up part way through and expect that I'm just going to make you cum. You have to agree that from the moment we start you will not cum again until I have decided you have fully earned it. You must promise you will not touch your cock for pleasure until your session with Miss Jessica is over, which could take hours, or days depending on how you either impress me or disappoint me. So do you still want to do this Thomas?” I asked him as we cuddled on the couch. He looked at me a little surprised.  “Days?” he said as I could sense his apprehension.  “It will take as long as it takes until I'm convinced you fully deserve your release baby. But I will promise you this. When I finally allow you to cum it will be the most intense mind blowing orgasm of your life.”  “Oh god! Jessica. Ok I wanna do it. I want you to be my Mistress until I'm allowed to cum. But can we start tomorrow? I wanna Fuck you one more time before we start,” he said as he started kissing my neck.  “Ummm yes baby, Fuck me!” I moaned as he pulled open my shirt and started playing with my tits. He kissed down from my neck to my chest, sucking on my nipples as I started grabbing at the belt on his pants, wanting to release his big beautiful cock. He reached under my skirt to pull my panties down as I released his cock, then slid his hard shaft along my wet slit, teasing me until I groaned as he let the head slip inside me. He pushed slowly and deeply inside me as I wrapped my arms around him, moaning as he started Fucking me. “Oh god, Fuck me Thomas. Give it to me, oh god yes,” I moaned as he slammed his cock into my tight warm wet hole. He Fucked me so good and so hard as I scratched my nails down his back. He pulled my arms above my head and took my hands in his, our fingers entwined as he pinned me down and slammed his cock into my tight bare cunt. Not stopping, just taking me, filling my pussy, until he exploded warm and sticky inside me.  The following evening I told him to strip and to sit in front of me as I knelt between his legs. His cock was hard already as I slid my fingers around it, slowly caressing his length.  “Ok baby, as this is your first time at this I'm going to go easy on you. I'm going to stroke your cock with both hands at a consistent speed and intensity for 5 minutes, and all I want from you is to NoT cum. Shall we start?” I said to Thomas, holding his cock in both of my hands as I looked into his eyes. Thomas nodded and said yes. I started a countdown timer on my phone then started to stroke his cock slowly for the first minute and then built up speed until I was working his cock at a good steady pace. I knew he would be able to last for 5 minutes but it was a good place to start. As I stroked his cock I looked into his eyes telling him he must not cum.  “Ummm so good Jess,” he moaned as he watched me stroke his cock.  “Miss Jessica, not Jess. You will call me Miss Jessica until the next time you cum.”  “Yeah, sorry Miss Jessica. Oh god your hands feel so good,” he said and smiled at me. There was a single drop of precum that formed on the tip of his cock during the 5 minutes of stroking but he survived without cumming. I smiled at him as I stopped stroking and released his cock from my grip.  “Very good start baby,” I said as I licked up the drop of precum. He gasped as my tongue slid over the head of his cock. “Now we have a 5 minute break before we go again, but this time it's 10 minutes.” Thomas looked at me and I could see from his face that he wasn't sure about lasting for another 10 minutes.  We waited for 5 minutes and his cock stayed hard and erect and I knew he desperately wanted my hands back on his shaft. I started the timer on my phone again. He let out a satisfied moan when my hands wrapped around his cock once more and I started stroking him at the same speed with the same two handed technique. We went past 5 minutes, then 6 minutes, and then 7 minutes, but that's when more precum started oozing from the tip and I could sense he was struggling to hold on.  “Oh god, Miss Jessica, I can feel my cum building. I don't know if I can last!” he gasped as I looked into his eyes.  “Look at me Thomas. Don't you cum. I'm not giving you permission to cum. Don't you dare cum,” I said as 9 minutes flashed up on my phone timer. I knew he was trying but I felt the twitch from his balls signaling he was about to explode so I stopped and wrapped my thumb and finger tightly around his cock just under the head. I squeezed just tightly enough to halt the cum rising up his rigid shaft. Thomas groaned loudly as I denied him his orgasm. I held my grip until I knew he had calmed enough and that he wasn't going to cum. That was the first time I had ever stopped him from cumming and there was something about that moment that made Thomas truly submit to me.  “That was disappointing Thomas. Now we have to wait until tomorrow to try that again,” I said as I waited for his reaction. This was when I knew he had truly submitted to me as there was no complaining about having to wait a whole day to go again as I had expected there to be, but instead he just said, “Yes Miss Jessica.”  The following evening I told him to strip for me again. He told me he hadn't been able to think about anything but my hands on his cock all day long. I started my phone timer again and started stroking his cock in both hands for another attempt at 10 minutes. As I worked his cock he told me how he had been getting random throbbing erections as he had tried to do his job. We went past 5, 6, 7, 8 minutes but then he started to struggle once more.  “Miss Jessica! Oh god I don't know if I can hold it,” he gasped as my hands pumped his cock.  “Yes you can hold it! It's just another 90 seconds. Don't you cum Thomas. Concentrate. Hold it. Don't you dare cum,” I said in my most dominant tone of voice as he started squirming and panting as he tried to stop himself from exploding. 30 seconds more, 20 seconds, 10 seconds, then I released his cock and we watched his cock looking for the tiny twitch that always signaled his ejaculation. I think I held my breath for about 10 seconds as we stared at his cock but he didn't cum and finally he calmed down.  I smiled at him and told him I was very pleased with him. I told him he would get a 10 minute break before we attempted 15 minutes. The way he looked at me when I mentioned we were about to go for 15 minutes told me that there was no chance he would manage to hold on for that long, but I already knew that. I knew I would have to deny his orgasm again and that he wouldn't be cumming for a good few days yet. Sure enough Thomas only lasted for 7 minutes before I had to stop his cum by squeezing his cock between my thumb and finger once more.  “We will try again tomorrow Thomas,” I said as he sighed with frustration. The next evening came along and I had to deny his cum after 9 minutes. The evening after that I had to deny him after 11 minutes. The more days that passed the greater his submission to me became. He started to beg me to show mercy on him but I told him no every time. Another 3 days of failure went by but he was holding back a little longer as each day passed. The following day he reached 14 minutes before I had to deny him and that's when I knew he was getting very close to succeeding. The next evening came around and he stripped off and surrendered his cock to my hands once more. As I stroked him he seemed much calmer and I just had a feeling he was going to make it.  10 minutes passed, 12 minutes passed, and it wasn't until 14 minutes had passed that he started to show signs of struggling. His breathing became ragged and precum was oozing from the tip.  “Thomas look at me, hold back. Hold it back. Don't you cum. Just 30 more seconds. Do not cum!” I yelled as he was squirming in my grasp.  “Uh, oh god, Miss Jessica!” he whimpered as the seconds counted down. His cock was so achingly hard in my hands, harder than I had ever felt him before. He was only seconds away.  “Don't you cum! 5 seconds more, 3, 2, 1. Oh yes, Thomas, you have my permission to cum!”  I squealed as I stroked his shaft even harder. His entire body suddenly relaxed for a brief moment before he tensed and his cock erupted with streams of thick sticky cum. Jet after jet of cum spurting over my hands and over my tits as his body spasmed with the biggest and most intense orgasm of his life. I kept on stroking his cock and he just kept cumming. I was shocked just how much he was cumming as it seemed it was never going to end. Finally he slowed and the spurts of cum became a dribble. I slowed my stroking to a slow steady milking rhythm as the last few drops oozed from the tip. I was just covered in cum and he slowly regained his senses. He lifted his head to look at me, gave me a goofy satisfied smile, then collapsed back onto the bed. I slid up next to him.  “So how was that? Do you think you will want Miss Jessica to show up again at some point?” I asked him as I cuddled against him. He let out a laugh.  “Oh definitely,” he said before we kissed and fell asleep together in a cummy cuddly embrace. By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr. Getting Wealthy As A Desk Clerk The ways to serve hospitality are vast and varied. So are the rewards. Posted by jessicas erotic ramblings. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. When I worked on the reception desk at a hotel I had men flirting with me all the time. It was usually men who were travelling alone on business trips that hit on me the most, probably taking advantage of being away while their wives were at home. There was this particular man who would bring me flowers whenever he checked in. I knew he was married but I always flirted back as I enjoyed getting attention from all the horny married men that stayed at the hotel. One day this man showed up to check in to his room and as usual he had bought me a bunch of roses, but this time there was a card with them that had an interesting proposition written on it.  '$1000 to blow me tonight?'  I slipped the card into my pocket before anyone else saw it then continued with my day. When my shift was over I called my boyfriend to tell him I would be home a little late then headed to the staff room to change into something a little more comfortable. Then I used the elevator to reach the penthouse suite. I knocked on the door and waited. He opened the door wearing only a bath robe and invited me inside.  “I knew you would like my offer. Something about you told me you would be my naughty girl for the right price,” he said as he closed the door behind me.  “Where is the money?” I said as I smiled at him. He pointed to an envelope on the desk. I picked it up and checked inside. There were ten new crisp $100 bills as promised. I put the cash back down onto the desk then turned back to him.  “Get down on your knees for me Jessica. It's time to earn your money.”  “Yes Sir,” I replied and dropped to my knees in front of him. He looked down at me as he opened up his robe and slipped it off, leaving me staring at his very hard cock.  “Do you like my cock Jessica? Are you going to suck me until I fill your mouth with cum?”  “Yes Sir,” I said as I slid my fingers around his cock. I slowly caressed his length as I stared up at him. He moaned as he felt my fingers slide along his incredibly hard cock.  “Suck my cock Jessica,” he groaned as I licked the head before closing my lips around him. Looking up at him as I caressed the head of his cock with my tongue, then taking his shaft deeper into my mouth. He groaned as he watched my hand start to stroke him as my head bobbed back and forth in rhythm with my hand motions. “I knew you would be an amazing little cocksucker as soon as I saw you. Work my cock Jessica. Don't make me cum too quickly though. You need to earn your money,” he said as he stood over me. I was already tasting a little precum so I slowed down a little, slipping my mouth from his cock while I continued caressing his now slick shaft.  “I want to be a good girl for you Sir. I want to give you so much pleasure with my mouth,” I said softly as I ran a fingertip around his swollen cock head. His cock twitched and another drop of precum leaked from the tip. Looking up into his eyes as I slowly licked the precum from his cock enjoying the groan that escaped his lips. Then I took him back into my mouth, this time keeping my hands on my thighs, sliding my lips along his cock as I sucked him deeper. I slowly slid my hands up his legs until I was caressing his balls in my hand.  “Oh god yes! Good girl not forgetting my balls. Umm, squeeze them while you blow me,” he groaned. I gently squeezed them between my fingers as I took his cock deep and held still with the head in my throat. “So much cum in my balls and it's all for you Jessica.”  I pulled my head back until his cock slipped from my mouth leaving a trail of spit stretching from his cock head to my lips. Grabbing his shaft and stroking him while I dipped my head to take one of his balls into my mouth. He moaned as I sucked on his balls while I stroked his length a little harder.  “Holy Fuck you hot little slut. That's it suck my balls. Show me you deserve all the cum trapped inside them,” he groaned as I teasingly but gently scraped my teeth over his swollen ball sack. Nibbling and sucking as his cock seemed to get even harder in my hand. I licked up from his balls back up to his cock, taking him back into my hungry little mouth. Stroking and sucking him as my hand slid back and forth, looking up into his lust filled eyes. “I need to cum. Oh Christ I need to cum in your mouth you little cocksucker.”  I continued using my hand and mouth to pleasure him knowing I was going to be swallowing his seed within moments. His cock leaking precum more and more. His breathing was becoming ragged and his cock suddenly twitched and sent the first jet of sticky cum splashing into my mouth. I tasted cum as I kept stroking and sucking cock. He gasped as another jet of cum erupted from the tip as I pumped his shaft in my hand. Milking the cum from his balls as I could feel my mouth filling with his seed. It took him a while to stop cumming but when he pulled from my mouth I opened my lips wide to show him my mouth full of cum. He watched as I swallowed his cum down my throat in one big gulp. I stood up and he took my hand and kissed it.  “Thank you princess. Enjoy spending your reward and just know that there is much more money available to you every time I'm in town. You are worth every penny,” he said as he pulled his robe back on and handed me the envelope full of money. I thanked him and left his room, my head full of ideas on what to spend $1000 bucks on. By jessicas erotic ramblings, for Tumblr.

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Jobsite Distractions and The Best Breakroom accommodations.By Tx Tall Tales – Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. The difficulty lay in removing the pump assembly from the outer shell. Amy was leaning over the pump, her hands braced against it, all of her weight pressing down on it, to hold it still. Her tits were squeezed out between her upper arms, driving me crazy. I was tugging on the pump, pulling from side to side, trying to wiggle it out, and her tits were responding to my actions by shaking like crazy, making me want to throw everything to the side and gobble them up.I kept looking up at her as the plastic separated, a few millimeters at a time."What?" she asked, catching my eye.I was honest. "Your incredible tits are driving me crazy."She giggled and gave a little shimmy. "Oh, these old things?""Damn you're hot, woman."She smiled, then leaned forward, her weight still pressing downward, but about a foot closer. "Hot for my pool-boy."She was killing me. With a growl I yanked hard and the two pieces separated, almost landing me on my ass.She laughed out loud. "I see what you mean by incentive. If we get this done by four, I'll let you play with my tits while I'm paying you off."She left me, with the excuse that she was going to clean up. I started the disassembly, and watched her lay out in the sun, chatting on the phone, completely naked. I wanted to throw the tools aside and jump on her.At 3:44 I was attaching the last of the bolts. "Done. Now to see if it was done right," I called out to her, mesmerized as she walked toward me, her body glistening in the sun. She was wiping herself down with a towel and casually wrapped it around her waist.I pulled out my test wiring harness, and plugged it in. With a flick of a switch, the pump came to life. "Ta-da! Three-hundred thirty two dollars, and 3 hours later, we have ignition."She smiled for me. "The pool company wanted $1600 parts and labor to replace the pump.""I guess you're getting your money's worth.""And I imagine it's time to make sure you're rewarded for coming to my rescue."I didn't have any witty response for her, and thankfully didn't need one. She lowered my shorts, freeing my aching erection. Within a few moments she had me reclining on one of the loungers, sitting next to me, her hand holding my cock.Her hand glided up and down my shaft, silky soft against my tender skin. She grabbed a bottle of tanning oil, and drenched me, her hand sliding freely. I closed my eyes, as near to heaven as I was ever likely to get. "God, please, let me die now."She giggled. "Now that would be a shame, since we still haven't gotten to the good part." Her fingers gripped a little tighter, as if trying to draw my essence outward. "I've felt so guilty for the last few hours, seeing you working so hard, that huge bulge in your shorts never going down. You've been hard for me since you got back from the store, haven't you?""A lot longer than that," I confessed. "Years longer.""Then it's about time I did something about it, isn't it?"I groaned for her, thrusting back against her hand. "This is incredible. Just like that.""Hard to believe I let you talk me into doing this for you every week for the rest of the summer. Can you even imagine anything like it? Now every single week, I'm responsible for making sure that first we prime this monster of yours, and then we milk it dry."She moved up the chair, until she was sitting beside my waist. "You've always liked my titties, haven't you, Alex?""Always," I managed to groan."You can touch them, if you like."I reached out and cupped her tit in my hand. So beautiful. So perfect. With a loud groan I came for her. She continued stroking me, drawing forth every last drop. "Wow, Alex! You came a lot! Been saving up for me?"I twitched when her hand cupped my sensitive head and twisted softly. "Since last night."She reached for a towel and wiped me down, before handing me the rest of my Bud. "I hope I didn't disappoint you. But you better get going if you're going to finish in time to give me another lotion treatment."It took a good bit longer to get the pump reinstalled. Close to an hour, including wiring and testing. I stood up and called out to Amy who was laying out under the late afternoon sun, watching me, when she wasn't texting her friends. "Done. Time for the test."She got up, and walked toward me, her naked body still an amazing vision. She giggled as she got closer. "Hard again? Already?""Still," I laughed with her.I leaned over and hit the filter button. The pump kicked on, and I heard the tell-tale hum and rhythm of the priming before the water from the bottom of the pool started to flow into the pump."Phase 1 is done. You've got a working pump again.""Not a moment too soon. I'm overdue for another layer of suntan lotion." She walked over to her lounger, straightened out her towel, and laid down on her belly.I peeled off my sweaty shirt and walked over to the faucet so I could clean my hands and face. I splashed the water over my body a bit to cool off, then retrieved the suntan lotion from the porch.Once again I started with the SPF 30 and applied it to most of her back and legs, enjoying the feeling of her skin under my hands. She was quiet, small sounds of satisfaction escaping her on occasion. Then I had the SPF 50 in my hands and I went to work on that beautiful ass.Her cheeks were full and soft and felt magical in my hands. After a minute or two when I started down her crack, she spread her legs for me, bending one knee outward to expose herself.I rubbed her soft pussy, feeling the light stubble at the top, teasing her, playing with her. I opened her up bit by bit, tugging on her fleshy lips, slowly insinuating a finger into her. She moaned for me, and I started pressing a second one in with the first."Enough, Alex," she managed to gasp, bringing her legs together.I pulled out, rubbing her sweet ass cheeks one last time.She rolled over, her eyes intense. "Somehow I don't think that last part was purely necessary. I don't see much chance of getting sun burned there."I grinned. "You know I like to be thorough."She gave a small shake of her head, then leaned back for me to finish my job.I started with the SPF 30 again, working the lotion into her skin, thorough as ever. She was relaxed, eyes closed, letting me caress and fondle her. When I reached for the SPF 50 she opened one eye, watching me. "Not too crazy, Ok?"I leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. "Maybe just a little?""A little, that's all," she murmured, closing her eyes again.I started with her breasts again, leaning over her and playing with them to my hearts content. Her nipples got hard almost instantly, and I tugged on them lightly, wrenching a soft gasp from her sexy lips. I tongued her nipple."Alex," she softly warned.I sucked the nipple into my mouth, ignoring the taste of the sun-screen."Alex!" she barked, a little sharper.I heeded her warning and went to work down below. I made sure her pale white skin was well protected before I moved between her legs. She opened them for me, and I rubbed her softly before venturing to insert my fingers back inside of her. I heard a soft whimper escape her lips, driving me crazy.I climbed onto the lounge next to her, stretching out beside her, my fingers never leaving her warm nether embrace. She turned and looked at me, as I brought my face closer to her."You're being very naughty, young man," she whispered."Kiss me."She closed her eyes and leaned her head closer. I pressed my lips to hers, and kissed her long and deep, my mouth claiming hers, my tongue exploring, while my fingers worked their magic inside of her. "Alex, this is bad," she said softly while she squirmed under my touch."I want to taste you, Amy," I confessed."Down there?" she whispered huskily."I could live down there, my tongue buried inside you."She moaned, clamping her legs over my fingers, coming for me so sweetly. I eased back, stroking her lightly, showering kisses over her beautiful face."We can't Alex. Not now. Dale will be home soon.""I know. Just remember that when you're thinking of ways to reward me when this is all done."She gasped slightly as my fingers slid back inside of her. Then she chuckled. "Reward you? That's a reward I'll have to work hard to earn for myself."She reached out and pushed me away, closing her sweet legs. "Enough. That was very, very naughty of you. I think you'd better get back to work, and I need to start getting ready for his Highness to make his appearance."She sat up and put her bathing suit back on. "Oh. I guess I didn't need all that lotion after all." She smiled her dazzling smile, and broke my heart for about the thousandth time.I had disassembled the big filter, and the grids were a mess. I made a quick trip to the pool store for 8 replacement filter elements, another $180 down the drain, and was finishing installing them when Dale Daniels came out to see what I was up to."Hey Alex," he called out, walking forward with his hand outstretched. I wiped my hand on my shorts and shook his. "How's school been treating you?""Not bad. Got a 3.8 GPA, and making some new friends," I told him."Not to mention all those young girls looking to expand their horizons, right?" he laughed. "God, I loved college. Freshman girls. Yum."I laughed along with him. "Nothing to complain about there.""I bet. You really think you can get this mess cleaned up in time for the party?""I think so. I'll give it my best.""If you need any help from Aims, let me know. I'll make sure she does her part. Can't believe she let it get like this after all those promises to take care of it."I felt the urge to defend her. "It's not that bad. The filter and pump are back in top shape. I should have the water cleaned out by tomorrow evening.""That'll be a miracle. I hope she's paying you enough. This is coming out of her household money, but if she can't cover it, let me know. I'll make up the difference and settle with her. Take it out of her cute little ass if I have to, if you know what I mean."The man was a pig. "I'm pretty sure we'll be fine, but I'll keep that in mind."He slapped me on the shoulder. "You do that. Good job here. Keep it up, and I might find some more work for you around the place.""Thanks. I appreciate it."I had the chlorinator soaking in a diluted acid bath, cleaning the cells, when Amy made her appearance. She was dressed in shorts and a blouse, but I couldn't help but think of what was hidden underneath it.She pulled up short, while I rinsed off the chlorinator. "Jeez. Now I know what a sheep feels like walking into the lion's den. You look like you're ready to eat me alive.""Given half a chance," I told her with a big smile."Shhh. Behave yourself.""You started it."She shook her head at me. "How are we doing?""Pretty much done here. Tomorrow we clean the lines, empty the pool, and scrub it down.""What time are you going to be over," she asked."I figure around 9:00. Got a lot to do.""Make yourself at home. I'll leave the gate unlocked. I've got a couple of morning errands to run, but I'll be back to help you as soon as possible, Ok?""Perfect. I should be able to get a lot done, without a Goddess distracting me."She rolled her eyes at me. "Whatever. I've got to go in. See you tomorrow, poolboy."I was waist deep in horrible green slimy water, the pump working diligently to drain the pool, when I heard her make her appearance the next morning."Jesus, Alex! How can you stand to be in that slop?"I was pulling the fish-tape back out of the cleaner line, having spent the morning cleaning the intakes out of their accumulated debris. "You do what you have to, when you have to, so that you can do what you want to."

We've been adventurous in the bedroombased on a post by Fugman; narrated by Andrew;Welcome To Connected Podcast By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected. We've been adventurous in the bedroom before, my wife and I. We've experimented with toys, handcuffs, blindfolds, watching porn together, and all kinds of other fun things. But nothing can compare to the excitement that we both felt not too long ago.A friend of mine once told me that I need to take control and tell her what to do. I dismissed it since my friend was divorced at the time, obviously he's not credible. I haven't given it much thought since it was said years ago, until that day. It was a normal enough Saturday, nothing too special about it, went to the farmers market and out running around. Once we got home though, it was a completely different story. I had already prepared something for when we got home, I laid an outfit for her on the bed as she was getting ready to go this morning. On the bed for when she came home was a note and a package. The package contained a red lace and satin teddy, a matching soft silk robe. And a pair of wrist cuffs. When we walked through the door, I told her there was a present for her in the bedroom, "why don't you go see what it is while I put the food away," I said trying to contain my excitement. I could tell she was a little excited by the fact that she had a present waiting for her. I hoped that the excitement would build once she opened the package, I know the excitement was already building in me as the thoughts were already starting to have an effect down below. I tried to resist the urge to run into the bedroom, nope, I was going to be all business. I walked in and saw her, she was dressed up in the outfit I bought for her. She looked incredible, the red contrasted her somewhat pale skin, the cuffs, still laid on the bed. "I thought that the note was pretty clear," as I picked up the card and read it aloud. "Babe, you are to put everything in this box on, no exceptions, no excuses, you need to do as you are told!" I looked at her and asked her, "why are you not doing as you were told?" She started to say something, "I tried; " I quickly cut her off, "I said no exception, no excuses." I picked up the cuffs and she looked at me. She held her hands out in front of her so that I could put the wrist cuffs on her. As soon as I had her hands secured, I led her to the bed and instructed her to sit down. She did as she was told and sat down in the end of the bed. She looked up at me for her next instruction like a good girl. I commanded that she unbuckled my belt and unzip my pants. Again, she did as she was told. "Good, now keep doing what you are told and I won't need to punish you," I said with a stern voice. Inside I was thoroughly enjoying this new dynamic. "Stroke me," she went to go inside my underwear, "no, I didn't tell you to do that!" She looked up at me, "sorry," she said softly. "What was that? I didn't hear you, did you speak without me telling you to talk?" She just looked at me as her hand moved up and down against my tool. "Lick it," I said. She bent forward and I could feel her hot breath over my erection. I felt her mouth open around my underwear and could barely contain myself. I really wanted her to take control, pull my underwear aside and insert me into her hot mouth. I fought the urge, "good!' "Stop," I commanded, "now stand up," she did as she was told and I unhooked her wrist cuffs. "Take that robe off, I want to see more of you." She opened her robe and let it fall to the floor at her feet. "Nice, do you feel attractive in this outfit?" She nodded her approval. "Good, now sit back down!" Everything I commanded, she did, no hesitation. I thought, I can get used to this. She sat at the end of the bed waiting for her next instruction. Her hands still wearing the cuffs, but they were not attached to each other. I told her, grab my hips and slowly drop my underwear to my knees. As she did my erection hit her in the face. She looked up at me, and I told her, "you can taste just the tip, no swallowing my rod!" She looked disappointed, but did as she was told. Her mouth surrounded just the head, she softly sucked and it was driving me crazy. She continued her soft sucking but I felt her tongue slide up and down the little hole at the very tip. Wow, what a feeling. My hands rested on her head as she pleasured the tip of my hardness. Her hands pulled my ass towards her, and I had to slap her hands. "No, I did not say you can do that, just the tip!" She groaned, but the vibrations it caused around my cock tingled, bringing me closer. I held her head and slowly slid my erection as far into her mouth as I could. Her hands grabbed and pulled at my cheeks, guiding me down her throat. I held her head firmly with me buried down her throat. I let her go long enough for her to get her breath, then I was sliding back down her throat. Over and over inserted myself deep. Her hands groped my ass whenever she was running short of breath, a few seconds later I would release her. The more I slid down her throat, the harder I became. I released her head and told her to get on the bed. She did what she was told and slid up and laid back down on her back. "Spread your legs, I want to see those pretty legs," I said. Again, she did as she was told. My eyes scanned all the way up her bare legs until I got to her center. I could see her lips underneath the fabric, they were glistening with excitement and I had to have a taste. I slid my underwear off the rest of the way and joined her on the bed. My hands slowly traced from her ankles to her knees, gently caressing as they went above the knees moving up to her inner thighs, and all the way to the thin, wet fabric between her legs. My fingers stroked up and down her seam through the fabric. She took a deep breath in and her hands grabbed for my hands, I caught her and re-connected the wrist cuffs around the bed post. Now she was going to stay put, no escape, she is completely at my mercy. I asked, "Now, where was I?" I slid my hands back up her legs, starting at her ankles and moving slower this time. Dragging things out on purpose, torturing her slowly. I knew she wanted my mouth and tongue, but she is going to wait, until I am ready to lick, kiss, suck, bite and whatever I want to do to her. I made sure she watched as I licked my lips, before bending down between her legs. I made sure she felt my breath between her legs, blowing gently on the top of her inner thighs, before planting a kiss on the thin fabric covering her opening. It was a slow, agonizing kiss for her, but I could taste her through the wet fabric. "Ummm, I love your taste." I said before I pushed the thin fabric to the side and she felt my tongue slide up her wet seam. She took a deep breath in and I knew that she approved of what I was doing. My tongue slid inside gently, parting her lips slightly as my tongue forced it's way between the wetness. I licked and slid my tongue deeper inside.so I could taste every drop of her. I watched as her breath quickened and deepened depending on what my tongue did. I did not want her to finish just yet, just come close, so my tongue and my fingers joined forces and brought her right to the edge and then I stopped. She moaned her displeasure with my tactics, but I did not care, I was going to use her body. The reason I bought this particular teddy, is that it ties in front, so as soon as I untied it, her entire chest was now exposed to me. I unhooked her wrist cuffs and sat her up on the bed. I kissed her breast everywhere but her nipples, I avoided them until I softly blew on each one. She inhaled sharply as I slipped my mouth around each nipple and sucked gently. Nibbling on the nub until she cried out in pain. Then I moved to the other one and repeated the process. "Hold them together," I said and she again did as I commanded. I moved up and put my erection between her breasts. "Now open your mouth, I want to feel your tongue as well!" She did what she was instructed and I moved up and down between her breasts. We've never done this and the feeling was incredible. She held them tightly together as I slide between them. Her tongue and mouth wrapping around me on every up stroke. Coating my member in saliva, I moved easier between her luscious breasts. I continued making love to her chest as the feeling of them wrapped around me was making me harder. A couple of times, I held myself in her mouth so she can play a little before I slid back down between her chest. The harder I got, the more she licked and sucked on me. I was getting closer and closer to blowing on her chest, and I didn't want that. I let her rest for a second before I gave her next command, in fact, I think I needed the rest more than she did. We were both near the brink and stopped. Now it was time to get to it, and make her explode. I told her, " lift your knees." When she did what she was told I took her hands and brought them beneath her legs. I connected the cuffs again and she was holding her legs high in the air. I then pushed her on her side and I got behind her. Gently nudging at her entrance with my hardness, she begged me to push it in. I continued to slide back and forth until my erection was as wet with her juices as she was. Then I pushed it in, just the head, that is all she was getting for now. I moved back and forth, just dipping my head in and then taking it out again. She moaned, partially because of excitement, part disappointment and frustration. I started pushing in further and further and faster and faster until I was all of the way inside of her. My pelvis was slapping her ass as I drove as deep inside of her as I could. She moaned louder and louder as she was really getting close to going over the edge again. I was almost there as well, so I stopped, buried deep inside of her. She tried to move so that she could go over the edge, but I held firmly inside of her. Multiple times, she was on the verge and I would not let her finish. I was being cruel in her eyes, but every nerve endings in her body was on the surface and excited. I unhooked her cuffs and I laid on the bed, pulling her on top of me. She was excited, now she can control the speed, the depth and most importantly, when she finishes. As she dropped herself on me, my erection deep inside of her, she ground her hips against me. "Yes, baby, I need it," she moaned. I reached up and grabbed her breasts, pinching the nipples as her head fell forward, and she was about there. My hand went up further and wrapped around her neck. I squeezed gently at first and I could feel the moan struggle to get out from under my grip. She went Into overdrive, bouncing and grinding on my hard tool. She was almost there and I squeezed her neck harder as she struggled to scream. Her body shaking as her eruption came full force, flooding my loins with her juices, I erupted deep inside of her, filling her with my warm seed. She moaned as she hit another climax. I let go of her throat and she collapsed on top of me, drained of every ounce of energy as her body was rocked with her multiple orgasms within seconds of each other. She layed on my chest as she tried to regain her composure. She kept me inside of her until my soft tool slipped out, and a mixture of our juices followed and landed on my belly. She stayed on top of me for a while, then kissed me passionately. "Wow, that was incredible baby," she smiled at me as she got up and cast her cuffs and the lingerie to the floor. I watched as her nakedness walked to the bathroom and disappeared behind the door. I took a few moments and gathered my thoughts and then joined her in the shower. Several new experiences from that day have been repeated time and time again, that day sparked a whole new sex life for us. By Fugman for Tumblr.

We've been adventurous in the bedroombased on a post by Fugman; narrated by Andrew;Welcome To Connected Podcast By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected. We've been adventurous in the bedroom before, my wife and I. We've experimented with toys, handcuffs, blindfolds, watching porn together, and all kinds of other fun things. But nothing can compare to the excitement that we both felt not too long ago.A friend of mine once told me that I need to take control and tell her what to do. I dismissed it since my friend was divorced at the time, obviously he's not credible. I haven't given it much thought since it was said years ago, until that day. It was a normal enough Saturday, nothing too special about it, went to the farmers market and out running around. Once we got home though, it was a completely different story. I had already prepared something for when we got home, I laid an outfit for her on the bed as she was getting ready to go this morning. On the bed for when she came home was a note and a package. The package contained a red lace and satin teddy, a matching soft silk robe. And a pair of wrist cuffs. When we walked through the door, I told her there was a present for her in the bedroom, "why don't you go see what it is while I put the food away," I said trying to contain my excitement. I could tell she was a little excited by the fact that she had a present waiting for her. I hoped that the excitement would build once she opened the package, I know the excitement was already building in me as the thoughts were already starting to have an effect down below. I tried to resist the urge to run into the bedroom, nope, I was going to be all business. I walked in and saw her, she was dressed up in the outfit I bought for her. She looked incredible, the red contrasted her somewhat pale skin, the cuffs, still laid on the bed. "I thought that the note was pretty clear," as I picked up the card and read it aloud. "Babe, you are to put everything in this box on, no exceptions, no excuses, you need to do as you are told!" I looked at her and asked her, "why are you not doing as you were told?" She started to say something, "I tried; " I quickly cut her off, "I said no exception, no excuses." I picked up the cuffs and she looked at me. She held her hands out in front of her so that I could put the wrist cuffs on her. As soon as I had her hands secured, I led her to the bed and instructed her to sit down. She did as she was told and sat down in the end of the bed. She looked up at me for her next instruction like a good girl. I commanded that she unbuckled my belt and unzip my pants. Again, she did as she was told. "Good, now keep doing what you are told and I won't need to punish you," I said with a stern voice. Inside I was thoroughly enjoying this new dynamic. "Stroke me," she went to go inside my underwear, "no, I didn't tell you to do that!" She looked up at me, "sorry," she said softly. "What was that? I didn't hear you, did you speak without me telling you to talk?" She just looked at me as her hand moved up and down against my tool. "Lick it," I said. She bent forward and I could feel her hot breath over my erection. I felt her mouth open around my underwear and could barely contain myself. I really wanted her to take control, pull my underwear aside and insert me into her hot mouth. I fought the urge, "good!' "Stop," I commanded, "now stand up," she did as she was told and I unhooked her wrist cuffs. "Take that robe off, I want to see more of you." She opened her robe and let it fall to the floor at her feet. "Nice, do you feel attractive in this outfit?" She nodded her approval. "Good, now sit back down!" Everything I commanded, she did, no hesitation. I thought, I can get used to this. She sat at the end of the bed waiting for her next instruction. Her hands still wearing the cuffs, but they were not attached to each other. I told her, grab my hips and slowly drop my underwear to my knees. As she did my erection hit her in the face. She looked up at me, and I told her, "you can taste just the tip, no swallowing my rod!" She looked disappointed, but did as she was told. Her mouth surrounded just the head, she softly sucked and it was driving me crazy. She continued her soft sucking but I felt her tongue slide up and down the little hole at the very tip. Wow, what a feeling. My hands rested on her head as she pleasured the tip of my hardness. Her hands pulled my ass towards her, and I had to slap her hands. "No, I did not say you can do that, just the tip!" She groaned, but the vibrations it caused around my cock tingled, bringing me closer. I held her head and slowly slid my erection as far into her mouth as I could. Her hands grabbed and pulled at my cheeks, guiding me down her throat. I held her head firmly with me buried down her throat. I let her go long enough for her to get her breath, then I was sliding back down her throat. Over and over inserted myself deep. Her hands groped my ass whenever she was running short of breath, a few seconds later I would release her. The more I slid down her throat, the harder I became. I released her head and told her to get on the bed. She did what she was told and slid up and laid back down on her back. "Spread your legs, I want to see those pretty legs," I said. Again, she did as she was told. My eyes scanned all the way up her bare legs until I got to her center. I could see her lips underneath the fabric, they were glistening with excitement and I had to have a taste. I slid my underwear off the rest of the way and joined her on the bed. My hands slowly traced from her ankles to her knees, gently caressing as they went above the knees moving up to her inner thighs, and all the way to the thin, wet fabric between her legs. My fingers stroked up and down her seam through the fabric. She took a deep breath in and her hands grabbed for my hands, I caught her and re-connected the wrist cuffs around the bed post. Now she was going to stay put, no escape, she is completely at my mercy. I asked, "Now, where was I?" I slid my hands back up her legs, starting at her ankles and moving slower this time. Dragging things out on purpose, torturing her slowly. I knew she wanted my mouth and tongue, but she is going to wait, until I am ready to lick, kiss, suck, bite and whatever I want to do to her. I made sure she watched as I licked my lips, before bending down between her legs. I made sure she felt my breath between her legs, blowing gently on the top of her inner thighs, before planting a kiss on the thin fabric covering her opening. It was a slow, agonizing kiss for her, but I could taste her through the wet fabric. "Ummm, I love your taste." I said before I pushed the thin fabric to the side and she felt my tongue slide up her wet seam. She took a deep breath in and I knew that she approved of what I was doing. My tongue slid inside gently, parting her lips slightly as my tongue forced it's way between the wetness. I licked and slid my tongue deeper inside.so I could taste every drop of her. I watched as her breath quickened and deepened depending on what my tongue did. I did not want her to finish just yet, just come close, so my tongue and my fingers joined forces and brought her right to the edge and then I stopped. She moaned her displeasure with my tactics, but I did not care, I was going to use her body. The reason I bought this particular teddy, is that it ties in front, so as soon as I untied it, her entire chest was now exposed to me. I unhooked her wrist cuffs and sat her up on the bed. I kissed her breast everywhere but her nipples, I avoided them until I softly blew on each one. She inhaled sharply as I slipped my mouth around each nipple and sucked gently. Nibbling on the nub until she cried out in pain. Then I moved to the other one and repeated the process. "Hold them together," I said and she again did as I commanded. I moved up and put my erection between her breasts. "Now open your mouth, I want to feel your tongue as well!" She did what she was instructed and I moved up and down between her breasts. We've never done this and the feeling was incredible. She held them tightly together as I slide between them. Her tongue and mouth wrapping around me on every up stroke. Coating my member in saliva, I moved easier between her luscious breasts. I continued making love to her chest as the feeling of them wrapped around me was making me harder. A couple of times, I held myself in her mouth so she can play a little before I slid back down between her chest. The harder I got, the more she licked and sucked on me. I was getting closer and closer to blowing on her chest, and I didn't want that. I let her rest for a second before I gave her next command, in fact, I think I needed the rest more than she did. We were both near the brink and stopped. Now it was time to get to it, and make her explode. I told her, " lift your knees." When she did what she was told I took her hands and brought them beneath her legs. I connected the cuffs again and she was holding her legs high in the air. I then pushed her on her side and I got behind her. Gently nudging at her entrance with my hardness, she begged me to push it in. I continued to slide back and forth until my erection was as wet with her juices as she was. Then I pushed it in, just the head, that is all she was getting for now. I moved back and forth, just dipping my head in and then taking it out again. She moaned, partially because of excitement, part disappointment and frustration. I started pushing in further and further and faster and faster until I was all of the way inside of her. My pelvis was slapping her ass as I drove as deep inside of her as I could. She moaned louder and louder as she was really getting close to going over the edge again. I was almost there as well, so I stopped, buried deep inside of her. She tried to move so that she could go over the edge, but I held firmly inside of her. Multiple times, she was on the verge and I would not let her finish. I was being cruel in her eyes, but every nerve endings in her body was on the surface and excited. I unhooked her cuffs and I laid on the bed, pulling her on top of me. She was excited, now she can control the speed, the depth and most importantly, when she finishes. As she dropped herself on me, my erection deep inside of her, she ground her hips against me. "Yes, baby, I need it," she moaned. I reached up and grabbed her breasts, pinching the nipples as her head fell forward, and she was about there. My hand went up further and wrapped around her neck. I squeezed gently at first and I could feel the moan struggle to get out from under my grip. She went Into overdrive, bouncing and grinding on my hard tool. She was almost there and I squeezed her neck harder as she struggled to scream. Her body shaking as her eruption came full force, flooding my loins with her juices, I erupted deep inside of her, filling her with my warm seed. She moaned as she hit another climax. I let go of her throat and she collapsed on top of me, drained of every ounce of energy as her body was rocked with her multiple orgasms within seconds of each other. She layed on my chest as she tried to regain her composure. She kept me inside of her until my soft tool slipped out, and a mixture of our juices followed and landed on my belly. She stayed on top of me for a while, then kissed me passionately. "Wow, that was incredible baby," she smiled at me as she got up and cast her cuffs and the lingerie to the floor. I watched as her nakedness walked to the bathroom and disappeared behind the door. I took a few moments and gathered my thoughts and then joined her in the shower. Several new experiences from that day have been repeated time and time again, that day sparked a whole new sex life for us. By Fugman for Tumblr.

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Chapter 7: Tim and Tara share an erotic voyeurism session. By LiminallySpaced. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Arriving back home, I stood on the front porch with two doors in front of me: The door to my unit, and the door to Stephanie's. I debated going up to Stephanie's, and finishing what we started in the limo; continuing our talk, but this time face to face. On her bed. With those long legs wrapped around me. With my cock deep in her cunt. [[MORE]] I reached for a handle. I opened the door to my unit and went in. Lying on my bed, my mind raced with the events of the evening. I listened hard in the dark silence, but heard nothing from Stephanie's unit upstairs. I thought about tomorrow. Sleep began to wash over me in a warm wave. Tara's lipstick matched my tie. Tim Licks His First Pussy, before going to a party. I awoke late Saturday, full of conflicted feelings. Lying there awake I tried to organize the events of the previous night in my mind. Stephanie, my step-sister's best friend, had been my date for the prom and, after an astounding display of erotic dominance, had sucked my dick in the limo. It was my first ever blowjob. She swallowed my cum, and then vanished, implying that she and I were not finished yet. Christine, my friend from church, the pastor's daughter, had secretly watched the whole thing, and later intimated to me that maybe she had been there before herself. However, despite those stimulating, erotic happenings, my mind was on Tara. In a moment of youthful stupidity I had put my foot way deep in my mouth, and I had deeply hurt one of my best friends. My mind may have been racing regarding everything going on, but the one thing I knew for sure was that I needed to make things right with her, above all else. As I took my morning piss, my eyes peeked through the blinds, and over at the bedroom window of my next door neighbor Sarah. There she sat, my biggest crush, brushing her wet hair, a towel wrapped around her. It wasn't the first time I had seen her like this, and my mind traveled back to last week, when Tara and I had shared a hot masturbation session watching Sarah drop her towel and get fucked hard by a mystery man, right there on her bed. I had watched the girl at the center of my most intense infatuations get her back splattered with spurting semen, yet the thing that put me over the edge that day was watching Tara, right next to me, finger herself to orgasm. We had shared a moment, and I don't think I truly appreciated what it had meant for either of us. Heading downstairs I found no sign of my step-mom Kelly, just a note stuck to the side of the fridge. "Went for a hike with Sandy, Don, and Brian," the first part of it read. Brian. She had been spending a lot of time with Brian lately. I didn't know much about him, but I knew what his cock looked like, as I had not too long ago seen Stephanie's mom Sandy on her knees with it in her mouth while her husband Don videotaped it. I wondered briefly if Kelly had seen that cock yet. Felt it. It was a fleeting thought though, as I knew Kelly, and in the years since my dad died she had hardly been on a single date, and spent much of her social time at church events. She surely wasn't the type. Although, I had been learning a lot recently about what church types could really be like, so who's to say what she was capable of. Reading the second part of the note, I stopped mid-bite of my apple. It wasn't the casual, "Love you - Kel" that she signed it with, but the bit that preceded it. The bit that said "Stephanie asked if you'd be able to pick her up from work tonight." The previous night's scene flashed across my mind. In a blatant power move, Stephanie had made me atone for eavesdropping on her sounds of orgasm by making me take out my cock and jerk off for her. As nervous as I was, the confidence she displayed in her dominant tone turned me on intensely. What I hadn't counted on was her finishing me off inside her hot mouth. On her knees in front of me, breasts bared, it was a position traditionally seen as submissive, but as my hot cum launched into her mouth, there was no question who was in charge. Then, her last words to me before disappearing, "you've still got a lot to make up for, and I'm not done with you yet," echoed in my mind. This girl had gone from my childhood tormentor to a friend, to, whatever this was now, and I found the mystery of the unknown in front of me both terrifying and intensely arousing. But there was still Tara. I called, and I texted, but there was no response. I honestly didn't expect one, and probably didn't deserve one. I thought about how jealous I had felt seeing her re-enter the dance with Bud Pepper on her heels. The thought that they had hooked up again ignited something in me that I wasn't ready for. I knew Tara was experienced, and not someone who shied away from her own carnal desires, but it had never bothered me before. It was only a few weeks ago that she had told me about her last encounter with Bud in graphic detail, recounting the specifics of his huge cock and the blow job that left her drenched in his cum, and I found it nothing but arousing. But I also knew that she left that encounter feeling degraded, and maybe that was part of it. Maybe seeing her respond to my equally degrading comments by running back to someone like that made me feel shame. Shame because we had shared a moment, electric and alive, orgasmic and pure, and I had ruined it by essentially calling her a slut. I cared about Tara, perhaps more than I realized, and I think maybe she had felt the same way. Until I ruined it. I needed to clear my head. I needed to go for a run. I was stretching on the front steps, head hung between my legs, my mind still in turmoil, when I heard Sarah's voice come from behind me. "You going running? she said. Bouncing back up I turned to meet her. Clad in a hot pink sports bra, tight, mid-thigh leggings, and white sneakers, she was putting her damp red hair back into a ponytail. "Yeah, great day for it, and I definitely need it," I responded, switching my stretch "Yeah, me too, especially after last night," she said offhandedly. Her hair was damp from the shower. Why was she going for a run AFTER a shower? Maybe she had just wanted to wash off all the makeup and hair product she had been covered in for the prom, but as she turned to stretch and I saw the flare of her curvy backside, I thought about what I had witnessed through her bedroom window the other day. I wondered if maybe she felt the need to wash something else off her body too. Now, I may have been a mental wreck, between thinking about Tara, Stephanie, and Christine, but I wasn't too blind to see an opportunity with the girl next door, the girl who I had spent most of my adolescence up to this point fantasizing about. "You want some company?" It was an innocent opportunity, but an opportunity nonetheless. "Yeah, sure," she exclaimed invitingly, "lead the way!" We headed off down the road, and I introduced her to my usual path through backstreets, over old train tracks, through the wooded bike path toward the lake. We didn't say much as we ran, both of us focusing on pace and our breath. When Sarah would pull ahead, I couldn't help but admire her body as it worked. Her cute bouncing ponytail, her firing back muscles, her round ass packaged lovingly in tight spandex. Staring at her ass, it was then that I wondered if she knew, If any girl knew, how often the men they crossed paths with emptied their balls fantasizing about them. How behind even the most innocent of conversations was most likely at least one furious stroke session picturing all the lewd acts they could possibly perform. I'm sure even Christine's father, the pastor of our church, had pictured a member of the congregation, maybe Sandy, maybe my step-mom Kelly, hell, maybe even Rachel, on her knees for him alone on the occasional lonely night. Fleeting thoughts that lead to momentary release, and then disappear into the ether of a cleared mind. I had pictured Sarah's ass, the ass bouncing in front of me, many times, naked, arched up in front of me, her wet cunt dripping in anticipation of me sliding my hard cock inside. I had pictured her large, perfect tits wrapped around my cock as I fucked them. Pictured her body writhing around me as she spasmed in orgasm. Pictured her contented smile as she stroked my cum all over her face and neck and breasts. But that was fantasy, and this was real, and in this moment, those fantasies were nowhere in my mind. We were just two people enjoying a run. But I knew, later on, that the person would fade, and the fantasy would return. I would stroke, I would cum, and then it would be gone. Until the next time. Reaching the upper swell of the lake, we both stopped for water, and to stretch. No longer focused on the exertion at hand, we talked about the only thing we knew we had in common at that point. "So, two dates last night, huh?"she pulled her right arm across her ample bosom with her left in a stretch. "How'd that go?" I gave a dismissive snort. "It was, something," I said, mind drifting back to the night before, "I came with two and left with none." Technically I came with two, one made me cum, and left with none, but hey who's counting, right? "What about you, how was your night?" I asked, cordially. "It was, fun. It was a fun time." she said, rather conditionally. "Bill seems,” ; like a bit of a dickhead;  “ nice," I continued, "is he your boyfriend?" "I, don't know, honestly," she mused, switching arms in her stretch, "we've been kind of on again, off again for a long time, and he's a good time, but, I don't really think he's my type." My cock twitched. I knew exactly what she meant by a "good time." "Besides, with college starting so soon, I don't think I want any attachments, you know?" "Yeah," I said, bending my knee into a long quad stretch. "So how do you know Stephanie?" I lobbed, knowing the answer full well. "She lives next door, obviously, so we've hung out from time to time." Again I knew exactly what she meant, and felt a stirring in my loins. "Do you know,” I paused, contemplating whether or not I wanted things to get heavy. I chose to let it ride. “ why she left last night?" "She's a tricky one." Sarah bent over at the waist, hoisting her ass up in a way I had seen in my fantasies many times. "She has a hard time getting close to people. Are you into her?" The girl had just sucked my soul out through the tip of my penis, of course I was into her. , Right? "We have a complicated relationship" I offered up. Sarah just nodded silently. "Get used to it" My mind drifted at that point, and all the revolving elements that I was literally running from started to coalesce again. "Race you home!" Sarah exclaimed, almost as though she could tell I needed a distraction. We headed off toward home. Exhausted but happy, we sat on the front stairs of her house, chatting over some much-needed, ice cold waters. This girl had been in my fantasies for years, and this was by far the longest conversation I had ever had with her. We laughed, commiserated over school, learned what music and movies we agreed on, and just generally enjoyed each others company. She was a great person. As we stood up to part ways, she turned back toward me momentarily, and said something no one had ever said to me before: "Hey, there's some people getting together at The Spot tonight." my heart skipped a beat. "You should come." I contained my inner excitement as I got the first, and probably last, party invitation of my high school career. "Yeah, totally. Sounds good!" I managed to squeak out, playing it as cool as possible. Sarah smiled, gave me a "see you then," and headed inside. I thought about how nice she was as I made my way back into my own house. Minutes later, during my badly needed post prom, post run shower, I thought about how nice it would be to fuck her hard from behind, like Bill did. To feel her quiver and shake in orgasm, like Bill did. But unlike Bill, when it was time, she'd roll over, chest heaving from heavy breaths, and push her large breasts together just in time for me to paint them with my cum. Collarbone to pubic bone, this goddess of my fantasies was streaked with the contents of my two aching balls as her diaphragm grew and caved in breathless lust. I grunted as I stroked myself under the hot water. I came. I wondered if she knew. Despite being a very reasonable distance away, the drive to Stephanie's work felt long and arduous. I tried Tara again, but no answer, so of course she was all I could think about as my car cruised on. By the time I got to her coffeeshop I had practically forgotten why I was there in the first place. I had momentarily forgotten the stunning blow job and the promises of debts still yet to be paid. Parking in the lot, I texted Stephanie to tell her I had arrived. Moments later my phone buzzed with her response: "come inside." It was odd, but still innocuous, so thinking none of it, I made my way inside the shop. The sign on the door said closed, and peering through the window presented me with the low light and upturned chairs of a closed establishment, but the door wasn't locked, so I went inside. The shop was quiet and empty, and the inviting smell of fresh coffee had been replaced by the vague aroma of cleaning products. I looked around for Stephanie, but saw no one. "Hello?" I asserted loudly. Standing in the silence of no reply, I heard movement coming through the door of the stock room that stood adjacent to the area behind the counter. A figure moved into the doorway; it was Stephanie. Lit from behind by the store-room bulb, it cast a golden halo around her golden hair, done up in a messy bun. She leaned against the door frame and crossed her arms just beneath her breasts, breasts that rested comfortably inside her form-fitting, button down shirt. Her long legs glimmered, extending down from beneath a mid-length, black tennis skirt. We stood in silence for a moment, until I offered a weak "Hi." Goddamn she looked good. She offered me no words in return, just a wry smile, an extended hand, and a single finger signaling me to follow her, before disappearing back into the store room. I entered into the dimly lit room, and found Stephanie facing me, resting herself on a table at the far end. Silence hung in the air between us again. I wondered if she ever played poker, as her mood was unreadable on her face as she looked at me. Arms still crossed across her breasts, her long legs stretched outward like a two lane runway. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?" She said finally, still standing like stone. It was a complicated question. At that moment I should have been thinking about Tara, about how I had hurt my friend, possibly damaging our relationship, but with Stephanie here in front of me, with those legs in front of me, my mind went immediately to the feeling of her hands stroking and coaxing my cock and balls, the feeling of her lips sliding up and down my shaft, to the hungry moan of approval she let out right before my cum flooded her mouth. "Yes," I said, never taking my eyes off her. "Then say what you need to say so we can move on." I wasn't sure what she meant in any sense. It was a cryptic command, so I responded with what I thought I needed to say. "I'm sorry," I started, "for invading your privacy and; " "No you're not," she said, cutting me off. "I'm not?" "No. You told me yourself how much you enjoyed it. How hard it got you. How it made you cum. You're not sorry for that, so why don't you tell me what you really want to say." I was taken aback and off guard. I had not expected that reaction, and it made me unsure of what to say. What Did I really want to say? I thought about her, I thought about the time we had spent together over the past few weeks, I thought about last night. "What I really want to say is, I really enjoyed the time we spent together recently, Stephanie. I loved getting to know you as a person, as more than just my step-sister's friend; getting to interact with you in a way that's not just trading barbs and blushing when you cut me too deep. Truth is, it killed me that I hurt you, because I was really happy that we had become friends, and I really want us to stay that way." She took a moment to process my words, or possibly to test my resolve. Then, still silent, still stoic, she uncrossed her arms. The light of the store room cast the acute shadows of two hard nipples pressing through her shirt. "What else do you want?" she said as she cocked her head to the side. "I want to spend more time with you," I choked out. "What else?" She repeated. "I, want more of what happened last night," I confessed, my mouth starting to dry up. "What else?" She repeated a final time. "I want,” I paused before saying the ultimate and total truth as defined by that moment. “ you." Her tongue snaked out across her lips as a wry smile formed. She had done nothing but stand there, and my cock was now rock hard. Then, slowly, each foot stepped out to the side, spreading her legs. It wasn't a lewd display, but it created a path. A path to forgiveness. A path to enlightenment. Then, she offered up only two words, but those words struck me, compelled me, as though they were some sort of mystical command. The same two words that started us down this path last night in the limo. Two words. "Show me." I don't even remember closing the distance between us, but the next thing I knew I had gone from yards away to inches away. Stephanie looked up at me, head still cocked to the side, lips parted ever so slightly. She smelled like coffee. I felt her hands move to the hem of her skirt. My eyes traveled down her long neck, swirling in the hollow of its nape, traipsing over her collarbone. I paused momentarily on her breasts; they were perky and full, and sat inside her tight shirt in such a comfortable way that I didn't think she was wearing a bra. The shadows cast off her hard nippeles drew my eyes down again, over her tight stomach down to her skirt, where her thumbs idly stroked the hem. Never taking her eyes off me, her hands slowly started to pull back, raising her skirt up her toned, smooth thighs. It was only an inch or so, but as each fraction appeared, my breath grew more ragged. The light poured shadow between her legs like a waterfall. I unconsciously licked my lips. Bringing my gaze back up to meet hers, something had started to come over me. Some sort of hunger. My mouth was no longer dry, on the contrary, I began to salivate. Looking at me through the tops of her eyes, she commanded me again. A slight sultry smirk slid its way onto her lips. She wet them both with her tongue, and through a languid whisper the words dripped their way out of her mouth: "Down, boy." Totally entranced by the commands of this siren before me, I slowly sank to my knees without question. The stone floor of the store room felt cold and hard beneath me, but I paid it no mind. I stared into the dark shadow between her golden legs and licked my lips again. My hands found Stephanie's legs, and I ran my hands up their length instinctively, grasping the swell of her calves. I had never touched Stephanie before this point. She had obviously touched me, and I had given her the odd shoulder nudge or some other platonic clap or pat, but this was different; on my knees in front of her temple my hands grasped and rubbed at her calves not like a friend, but like a lover. My breathing was ragged. My mouth was wet. My cock was iron. My trance momentarily broke as I felt a hand, her hand, slide up the side of my face. I tore my eyes away from the great unknown and looked up at this Amazon, this queen, before me. Her eyes locked on mine, her breasts rising and falling quickly as her own breath started to get away from her, the hand on my face snaked through my hair before landing just on the back of my head. Our eye contact was unbreakable now. I licked my lips one more time. I felt gentle pressure from her hand on the back of my head. I gave in to it and Stephanie drew my face into the shadow between her golden legs. I smelled her warm musk, a scent unlike anything I had ever experienced. Something indescribable, yet undeniable, and after a journey that could have been inches, or could have been lightyears, I felt the tickle of Stephanie's pubic hair on my nose and upper lip, followed by the warm press of her skin against my mouth. My tongue snaked out of its confines and instantly I felt the lips of her cunt. Stephanie's cunt. They were wide with arousal, and as my tongue began its exploration, I tasted the sweet, wet nectar that flowed from between them. Stephanie released a long exhale, and her hand grew tighter on my hair. I had never tasted cunt before, and its flavor was electric. Something primal in me wanted it. Needed it. I felt myself growl softly and my tongue picked up pace. But it wasn't just my tongue; It was my lips, my whole mouth. I lapped and suckled, spread my tongue ravenously all around her hot center, sucked her swollen cunt lips, teased her clit. Stephanie's hand grew tighter, and her breath started to come in sharp inhales and soft moans. My hands wildly slid over her legs as I feasted. I felt the firm, ropey muscles in her thighs that would twitch every time my tongue triggered a sensitive spot. Her hand still tight on my head, my face buried deep in her cunt, it still wasn't enough. I wanted more, and in a swift move I shifted forward, eliciting a surprised cry as I swung her right leg up over my shoulder. The move caught her off guard and she tipped backward, supporting herself on the table with one arm. A button popped on her tight shirt, exposing her right breast, and she held on for dear life. Her breathing was heavy and labored, accented by a short, erotic moan on each exhale. Her grip was tight on my hair, and her hand started moving. Tilting, shifting me around, she began to direct me, to focus me. When my tongue landed on her clit she let out a long, airy "Yesss" and held my head firm. Her hips began to move. Holding my head in place, my tongue and lips locked on to her pleasure button, she began to shift and gyrate. She ground her wet cunt onto my tongue and lips. She fucked my face. "Yes, oh, yes,” she started moaning, "that's it," a small squeal, "good boy, " My cock throbbed and I groaned deep into her cunt when she said that. She found her rhythm, my tongue now hitting all the right spots, and her moans became louder, more frequent. Her hips writhed harder, her leg over my shoulder began to shake. "Oh yes," she squealed again, "good boy" again, "good boy," again, "good boy!" Then all at once I was in familiar terrain. Her squealing, her moaning, her grunts of approval, all coalesced, funneling down into a single sound, a single moment, that I was intimately familiar with. Her whole body shook, she tensed tightly, and then a sound, a moan, of complete lust and release echoed out of her core like a symphony in three, erotically distinct movements: Short, Short, Long. Her body writhed, her cunt spasmed, and I held on for dear life as Stephanie, my step sister's best friend, the girl who spent years relentlessly teasing and torturing me, orgasmed explosively into my mouth. Sweet, warm, wetness cascaded over my lips and chin. It was a flavor both unfamiliar, yet somehow deeply recognizable. My tongue continued moving through her convulsions, attempting to prolong her pleasure to the best of my ability. Her eyes closed, her eyebrows arched, her mouth open in a tight "O" shape, I watched as the energy passed through her. She hunched over now, as the last ebbs worked their way out, and she had both hands in my hair. Then, when she couldn't take any more and the sensitivity was too much, she uttered an "Ok, ok!" and disengaged my still suckling mouth from her spent cunt. She pushed me off gently, and then slumped backward on the table, still chasing a calm breath. I stood up, wiping the rest of her cum off my mouth, and looked down at her. Legs shiny with sweat, still akimbo from weakness, leaning back on the table, one breast exposed and heaving through exhausted breath, stray shocks of blonde hair strewn about her beautiful face, obscuring one eye, It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. "Was that Ok?" I asked, half honestly curious, half well aware of the answer. She looked at me silently, her poker face returning as she buttoned her shirt. She stood straight, patted her skirt, and brushed the hair away from her eye in an attempt to straighten herself out. She closed the distance between us, eyes roaming over me, inspecting me. She still smelled like coffee, but now it was mixed with an earthier, natural aroma. Our eyes locked in silence. My heart beat like a trip hammer. My cock throbbed in my pants, straining, begging for a repeat of last night, but never daring to request it. I was powerless, vibrating with horniness, caught in the tractor beam of her eyes. It was a dominant stare, a stare that instructed me that I hadn't made her cum, that she had only allowed me to be a part of her orgasm. That it was a privilege that could be revoked. Then in a clearing of her throat, breaking the trance state we were in, one hand reached up and wiped a stray smear of her own cum off my cheek, and she said "I'll see you in the car." She walked past me, out of the store room, and into the cool night, leaving me flabbergasted and hard as calculus. The ride home was silent. I was too shaken by what had just happened to talk. Stephanie rode with her back to the passenger side door, her long legs stretched across the bench seat of my sedan, white sneakers resting across my thigh. It wasn't just a position of comfort; she was marking her territory. Reminding me. Parking the car when we got home, we exited the car with no words passing between us. I watched her walk toward her front door, her tight, athletic ass sashaying the hem of her skirt back and forth. A skirt I had just had my head under, which draped over legs I had just had my face between, had felt vibrate and spasm around me as she orgasmed. With all the force I could muster up, as though I were sending an interplanetary message, I launched a too-loud "Hey!" out of my mouth as she mounted the stairs. She said nothing, just turned back to look at me with that same cocked-eyebrow poker face. "There's a party at The Spot tonight, if you wanted to come," I offered up. She paused for a moment in consideration, and then answered a solitary "Maybe." Continuing up the stairs she disappeared into her unit. I rushed into my unit with the intention to relieve the seismic pressure built up in my balls, but was deterred when I found my step-mom Kelly sitting at the dining room table having a drink. With Brian. Neither one of them were wearing their hiking gear, so this was definitely a post-hike, post-shower, second hang out. You might call it a date even. Suddenly my one track mind was diverted, and I joined them for a friendly chat. I normally wouldn't have injected myself into my step-mom's potential love life, afterall she deserves love as much as anyone, maybe even more. Perhaps that's why I did it. Perhaps it was because I knew what Brian was about. I had seen his thick, veiny cock pump hot semen into the mouth of Kelly's best friend Sandy in a kinky threesome of some kind, and perhaps the thought of such a hulk pawing and grunting over my gentle, sweet, step mother just didn't sit well with me. She deserved more than that, and I wanted her to be happy. But then again, as I watched them interact, she clearly enjoyed his company, smiling and laughing in a way that I hadn't seen since before my dad had died. Maybe she was happy, and I should just butt out. I lost track of time, doing my best to wait Brian out until he decided to leave. Ultimately I blinked first, and had to say my goodbyes and rush to get ready to go to the party. As I quickly showered, only then did I wonder if Brian or Kelly could smell Stephanie on me. I remembered the taste of Stephanie's cunt. My cock twitched, but there was no time. Driving out to The Spot, I had no idea what to expect. It was my first high school party, possibly my last, and I wanted to make the best of it. I thought about Sarah, and whether she'd be there with Bill, or alone, and if maybe I should try to continue what I started with her if she was flying solo. I thought about Stephanie, and whether I'd be able to function if she showed up, or if I'd freeze, still reeling from the day's events. And then I thought about Tara. There was a chance Tara might be there, and if she was, maybe I could finally talk to her. Parking my car in the field next to the others, I took a deep breath and headed down a path through the woods. Loud chatter could be heard up ahead, and an orange glow flickered in front of my eye from far away. I traveled toward it and it grew bigger, finally revealing a sizable bonfire in the center of a clearing. Kids lingered around it and near it, drinks in hand, chatting, laughing, reveling, and it was, awesome. There had been nothing to fear;  I was handed a beer by a smiling classmate of mine immediately upon arrival, and was welcomed to the party. I scanned the crowd with no luck looking for Sarah, but I quickly caught sight of Mike and Kerri, who waved me over gleefully. They were talking with a bubbly, bleached blonde who I didn't recognize from school. She was introduced to me as Kerri's cousin Mandy, and she was a tiny firecracker of a girl. Kerri was a small girl, but Mandy was tiny. Topping out at five-foot-nothing, she had a smile that was brighter than the bonfire, and she wasn't stingy with its application. She wore a loose-fitting sweater that hung off the cliffs of breasts that seemed too large for her tiny frame. They sat high and hard, pushing considerable cleavage up past the neckline of her sweatshirt, a neckline cut so wide that it slid down off her shoulder slightly, revealing a black bra strap. Tight leggings ran down over a large, hard, cushion of an ass and solid-looking thighs before dipping into the tops of tall cowboy boots. Much like her tits, this was an ass that seemed exceptional for her frame. These gifts of physique I would later find out were thanks to years of competitive gymnastics and cheerleading. Mandy and I hit it off, and once we learned we were going to the same college next year we bonded; I'm sure it was because we knew it would be nice to have a familiar face ready for the excursion out into the world that was coming. It was easy to make her laugh, and addicting when she did. Mandy was an open book, showing no hesitancy in talking about herself or her life, like how she got breast implants as soon as she turned 18 to help with body image after recovery from an eating disorder. She didn't keep secrets, and she didn't want you to either. We were so focused on each other that we didn't even realize that Mike and Kerri had moved on, leaving us to chat amongst ourselves. Feeling the call of nature, I reluctantly excused myself, and headed out into the woods to take a leak on the promise that I would be right back with more drinks. A beaming smile, and a "can't wait," from her later, I was floating out into the trees looking for a secluded spot to do my business. I decompressed this feeling as I relieved myself; I had met someone, someone real, someone new, someone who wasn't a friend or a neighbor I'd known for years, someone I connected with in a way that seemed mutual. It was exciting. Tucking myself away, I turned to head back when I heard a snap, and a low, muffled grunt. Curious, I took a step in its direction, pausing, waiting for another signifier. I didn't wait long, as low, deliberate breaths fluttered through the air. I walked quietly toward the sounds, toward a gathering of large boulders. As I peeked my head between two of them I saw two figures, not fifteen feet away, huddled by one of the other large rocks. As my eyes adjusted further to the dark I recognized them; it was Mike and Kerri. I could only see the back of Kerri, however; while the larger Mike leaned back against the stiff rocks, the diminutive Kerri was on her knees in front of him. The labored breaths were coming from Mike, and I watched Kerri's curly mane of black hair bob back and forth as she sucked his cock. Her hands ran up and down his legs as her head moved in a tempoed, rhythmic pattern, slowly and lovingly coaxing him closer and closer toward orgasm. My own cock twitched, suddenly remembering my delayed release from earlier, but I made no attempt to use their intimate moment for my own pleasure. I had other things on my mind, and besides, these were my friends; I was happy for them and they deserved their privacy. I smiled, and then headed back to the party, leaving them, leaving Mike, to finish. Returning to the party, I scanned the crowd for Mandy as I headed toward the drinks. Clearly a social butterfly, I found her looking right at home chatting with Suzie Travino. I admired her for a moment, taking in the tease of her exposed shoulder through her sweatshirt, the way her ass wiggled as she switched her weight from one foot to the other. Looking over toward me she all at once caught my gaze, flashed me that luminescent smile, and waved. I began to melt. I waved back, but as I started over to join her again, I tensed up immediately as my eyes fell on two new arrivals as they were lit up by the fire's glow; it was Sarah, and alongside her was a ravishing vision. It was Stephanie. She came. My cock twitched. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down onto the shoulders of a black leather jacket. Her breasts pushed against a white t-shirt underneath, and her long, nyloned legs grew from the tops of fashionable boots up into the cuffs of cut off shorts that hugged close to her crotch. Stephanie had come to this high school party and, much like the prom, she had dressed to impress. Stephanie made eye contact with me, but continued walking, making no effort to acknowledge my presence; I was iced out completely. I thought of Rachel and her "Ew, gross!" exclamation. I sipped my beer and reflected on the moment. I thought about how not a few hours earlier I had tasted her cunt, had made her cum, and now it was like I didn't exi; "Hey, you get lost?" I heard a voice say with a giggle, snapping me out of my trance. Looking in its direction I was greeted again by that smile, Mandy's smile, and contentment returned. "Yeah, a little bit," I said wistfully. "Better stick by me then," she smiled, "The woods can be dangerous without a buddy!" We chuckled and I took a moment to take in this petite light ray of a girl. Feeling some sort of energy between us, I decided to attempt something I'd never attempted before. "Hey, it's pretty loud here, do you want to; " But I was thwarted. "Who's this, Timmy?" Stopping mid-sentence, I looked over to see Stephanie standing right near me, practically inserting herself between Mandy and me. I was too caught off guard by the intrusion to form an answer. There was a look in her eyes I couldn't place. A meanness. "Hi, I'm Mandy," she said, hand outstretched, smile beaming once again. Stephanie shook her hand and smiled dimly, "Stephanie," was all she said. "How do you guys know each other?" Mandy inquired. "Oh Timmy and I go way back," Stephanie began through a Cheshire cat grin, "He's my best friend's little brother." I tried to interject and save myself further emasculation, but Stephanie cut me off again. "You know, I couldn't find the drinks, Timmy, why don't you be a friend and get me one?" I was halfway to the drinks before I realized I hadn't even questioned Stephanie's request. I had just made myself look like a chump in front of Mandy, a new girl who I felt like I had a connection with. Turning back from the table with a second drink, I noticed Stephanie and Mandy had parted company. Mandy was chatting with a returned Mike and Kerri, and Stephanie had simply disappeared into the crowd. Suddenly I heard a chuckle from behind me. It was Sarah. "You saw that, huh?" I said, mortified. "Brutal," she said in return. She reached toward me, and tapped the rim of her cup to mine. "Remember what I said," she intoned as we both took a drink, "get used to it." A smile and a sultry eyebrow raise followed as a chaser, and then Sarah drifted off into the crowd. The rest of the party was uneventful, and despite rejoining Mike, Kerri and Mandy, I never again had the opportunity to have Mandy to myself. We chatted in a group, and occasionally my gaze would cast across the crowd, and through the orange flickers of firelight I thought I would catch Stephanie watching me. In the middle of a particular anecdote, I seemingly struck a vein of hilarity, as Mandy broke out in uproarious laughter. There's nothing in the world that sky rockets the self esteem quite like making a beautiful girl laugh, and the feeling of her hand on my arm sliding from bicep to wrist sent me an electric message that even I wasn't dumb enough to miss. Which was why it was so much more deflating to hear Stephanie's voice from behind. "How's about a ride home, Timmy?" The laughter died down, and we stood there awkwardly for a moment. Truth be told the party was winding down, but I wanted to milk these moments with Mandy for as much as I could. Still, I didn't want to be totally rude to Stephanie and look like a jerk, either. "Sure, when did you want to go?" I said, as a courtesy. "Now is good," Stephanie replied. My stomach dropped; she called my bluff. "Sure, Stephanie," I demurred, and I began to say my goodbyes. Before I could get over my awkwardness enough to ask Mandy for her number, however, I felt a hand on my wrist, and a pull away from my friends. The vision of Mandy faded into the dimming light of the fire as Stephanie led me back toward the car. The drive home was once again silent, but for a different reason now. I was fuming. I had hoped to see Mandy again in the future, but after that display from Stephanie, chances seemed very unlikely. I could always get Mandy's number from Kerri, but I was now too embarrassed to ask. I kept my eyes firmly on the road ahead - I didn't even want to look at Stephanie. The old Stephanie had come out tonight, the one who got nothing but pure joy from embarrassing and debasing me, and I was angry. I pulled my car into park on the dark street beside our building. Silence hung thick in the air between us. "Mandy seemed nice," Stephanie finally said. I felt my blood pressure rise as the words hit my ears. I looked over at Stephanie as she nonchalantly gathered up her things, getting ready to leave. This was it; she had been jerking me around for two days, reveling in every bit of power she lorded over me, but this was the last straw. She grabbed her purse off the floor, mindlessly checking her phone as my eyes dug daggers into her I had too much self respect to let Stephanie walk all over me the way she always had, regardless of anything that had happened between us. I was going to give her a piece of my mind, I was going to; I heard the dry squawk of fabric on leather as Stephanie slid across the long bench seat of my car, sidling up next to me, and in the same motion, with the same mindless detachment afforded to picking up a purse or checking a phone, Stephanie reached down and began to unfasten my belt and pants. Too shocked, or maybe too horny, to protest, I sat still as she spread the top of my pants wide. Her hand then reached in through the opening of my underwear and fished out my rapidly hardening cock. I felt the cool air pass over the sensitive skin. Stephanie's attitude never changed, even as her hand started sliding up and down my shaft at a moderate pace. This wasn't the slow, deliberate blowjob from last night, nor was it frantic and quick with lust. It was a deliberate, efficient, pump-pump-pump. My balls were boiling, and I started to moan. Still backed up and without the release necessary after the events of earlier in the day, they were heavy and full, and began to twitch and shift as Stephanie's continued her ministrations. Pump-pump-pump My body was overwhelmed by the sensations of her consistent, deliberate tempo. Her fingers slid up and over the ridges of my cockhead over, and over, and over again, all with her expression never changing. Pump-pump-pump Precum trickled down my length, over her nimble fingers Pump-pump-pump My balls were pulling tight toward my body. Pump-pump-pump I felt the pressure start to coil down into the base of my cock. Pump-pump-pump My hips started to shift and thrust , Pump-pump-pump, , pump-pump-pump, , pump-pump-pump, Something deep inside snapped, and I threw my head back. I felt a long, tight squeeze in my balls, and then they started to spasm and bounce as hot, white cum erupted out of me in a torrent, pumping deep and hard out of my cockhead. , Pump-pump-pump, I tried to let out a moan, but I was so overcome by the sudden onset of such intense sensation that all I could muster were gasps. , pump-pump-pump, Stephanie had tipped my cock back toward my body right before I came, so now the whole front of my shirt was splattered and wet as she coaxed more and more jizz out of my frustrated balls. Pump-pump-pump My spent cock throbbed, my cum slowed to a slight dribble, and then as quickly as it all began, it was over. The feeling of her hand on my cock was gone, and my eyes cracked open as I felt her drag it across my jean-clad thigh, once, then again. Still cum-drunk and bewildered, I looked over at Stephanie. Even after pulling a flood of cum out of my balls, nothing in her demeanor changed. She gathered her things, shimmied back to the passenger side door, and before pulling the handle, looked back at me. "Pick me up from work next Saturday, same time." It wasn't a request, it was a command. All I could muster in reply was a hoarse "no problem," and with that she was gone. I sat there quietly, mind blank, covered neck to groin in my own semen. My head lolled back, I shut my eyes, and I let out a long, slow breath. Chapter 8: Tim Finally learns what happened to Tara at the prom. Sitting in the church pew, eyes closed, head hung in supposed prayer, the pastor's words made no impression on me. I didn't even register them AS words, just sonic background noise wafting over me as my mind conjured explicit images inappropriate for any public gathering, let alone a house of worship. I remembered how Stephanie's legs trembled and shook as her sweet cum flooded my mouth. How her hand grasped and pulled at my hair, the same hand that hours later so cavalierly stroked me to an explosive orgasm. I thought about Mandy, the bubbly ray of sunshine, but only briefly. My mind quickly returned to the feeling of Stephanie's hand on my cock, or her cunt on my tongue, any time something new caused it to stray. Good boy. She called me "Good boy." There I sat, in church, in the middle of a prayer, hard as a fucking rock. The post-church hang out with Christine, the pastor's daughter, helped clear my head, though, as I could focus on someone else other than myself. I was horny, I was curious, and I had some questions about the rest of prom night with Christine and Bobby Dorf after we left. But Christine spoke up first. "Looks like Kelly's got a new friend, huh?" she said, taking a long pull from her milkshake. She of course spoke of Brian, who had joined my step mom Kelly at church today, this time without Sandy and Don. "Yeah, I guess," I intoned flatly. Christine and I were enjoying our ice cream at picnic tables off to the side of the ice cream parlor, and I definitely didn't want to be thinking about Kelly's love life while we did it. "Is that her boyfriend?" Christine asked. "No idea, but it kinda seems like it," I responded flatly again. "That's great, she deserves it." Chrstine could sense my lack of enthusiasm. "You don't seem too thrilled about it; is he a jerk or something?" "Nah, he's fine," I said with some flair, trying to break my stoicism. It wasn't a lie. The truth was, in fact, that no, he wasn't a jerk. I had spent over an hour talking with him and Kelly the previous night, looking for cracks, looking for reasons to hate the guy, but he actually seemed pretty great. If he were any other guy I'd be thrilled. Any other guy whom I hadn't seen tit fucking Kelly's best friend Sandy and cumming on her face while her husband Don filmed it. He was perfectly nice, kinda great, even, but I was very protective of Kelly, and I didn't trust Brian's intentions. "He's fine, I'm just, trying to get used to it." Also true. I had been the only man in Kelly's life since dad died, and though I knew this day would eventually come, I wasn't altogether prepared for someone else to enter into the picture. "Yeah, I understand," Christine said, reaching out her hand to place it lovingly over mine in support. She smiled brightly at me, and I back at her. She looked so gorgeous. The slight breeze made the edges of her long, brown hair dance across her pronounced collar bone. This week's split personality ensemble consisted of plain slacks on the bottom, and a tight button down blouse on top. The blouse had been buttoned up high during the church service, but the moment she dropped into the front seat of my car, her fingers quickly popped three buttons open, and I heard a sigh of relief as the cool, spring air spread over her emancipated décolletage. Even now, as she smiled at me with warmth and support, my thoughts flew to the cleavage I could see through the opening of her shirt. Christine had modest breasts, but even so the slight swell peeking out made my cock stir. Even more than her breasts, however, was the hint of black, lace bra I could see holding them. It was sheer and delicate, and even with that small hint I knew: Christine, the pastor's daughter, had worn lingerie to church. Immediately my dirty mind had questions. How much lingerie did she have? What kinds? Who had had the pleasure of seeing it? Had Bobby? I decided I needed to at least try and find out. "So," I said, attempting to move the focus off of me, "how was the rest of your night after the prom?" "It was, fine," she said. Now it was her turn to deflect with flat intonation. "Come on, what does fine mean?" I pressed. "It means it was, fine." She repeated. She showed no signs of embarrassment, so I had a feeling nothing scandalous happened, but even so, I wanted to get to the bottom of her dour tone. "You gotta give me more than that! There's no reason to be shy, especially not after what you saw!" Her cheeks blushed. There was the shyness. "I didn't see anything!" This of course was a lie. Christine had watched through the slight opening of the limo window as Stephanie sucked my dick. I caught her act of voyeurism as I was cumming, and we made eye contact as hot semen pulsed into Stephanie's throat. She even commented breathlessly on Stephanie's performance later that night as we slow-danced. It was safe to say she saw something, and what's more, I think it turned her on. Maybe that's what she was embarrassed about. Needless to say, I found her girlish denial extremely sexy. "Oh, you saw something, alright," I teased, "the question is, what'd BOBBY see?" "Nothing!" "Ah of course, I forgot who I was talking about - the king and queen of chaste virtue!" She laughed and dropped her shaking head into her hands, embarrassed. "you guys just left the prom and sat quietly for a while, right," I continued to push, "did you do some knitting or something?" "Fine, fine!" She exclaimed at last through an embarrassed chuckle. I could see the tops of her breasts bounce ever so slightly when she laughed. "After the prom, Bobby drove me home. After we parked, I leaned over to say thanks and give him a peck on the cheek goodnight kiss, but I guess we were both kinda worked up, " Gee, I wonder why? “ and we started making out." "That doesn't sound so bad," I said, cheerily. It was hard to imagine Bobby Dorf making out with anyone, let alone a smokeshow like Christine, but here we were. "No, that wasn't the problem, the problem was, " I thought I saw her nipples start to harden through her shirt. “ the problem was that I got a little too carried away and reached down and grabbed his, you know, through his pants." "Ooh, well now!" I exclaimed, my eyebrows shooting sky high. "It gets worse though," she said, rubbing her temple with her fingers, "when I touched him, he, slapped my hand like he was swatting a fly." She revealed this through a wincing face, as though she were waiting for some kind of cosmic punishment. "Like you were a bad dog?" I marveled. "Yeah, basically,” she lamented. "Well," I started, pausing as I collected my thoughts, "that's what you wanted, wasn't it? Someone to lead you not into temptation?" Christine bit her thumb as she listened to me test her resolve. "Someone, nice?" Nibbling her nail slightly she nodded slowly. "Yeah, that's what I said. That's what I, want." The lacy fringe of her black bra was visible as the breeze pushed the open wings of her shirt around on her chest. "When's his prom?" I inquired. "Next weekend." "Well there you go, plenty of time to cool down and try again," I assured her, "you'll be fine." she nodded again, lost in thought. Her nipples pushed hard against her blouse. I'd be lying if I said Christine wasn't in my thoughts that night as I stroked my cock. Despite everything that had happened in the last few days, Christine's crisis of carnal repression was endlessly arousing to me. She was clearly horny as hell, and Bobby Dorf had probably made the biggest mistake of his life by shutting her down. Stopping her from touching his dick. From pulling it out of his pants and stroking it. From dropping her salivating mouth down over its head and slurping wildly up and down. I knew she wouldn't have fucked him, but would she let him cum in her mouth? Would she swallow? My mind then shifted to the party at The Spot; to Mike and Kerri hidden away among the rocks while Kerri sucked Mike's cock. I wondered if that was all they did, or if Mike had stood her up and turned her around and slid into her from behind. I wondered if he had felt her cunt around his cock yet, and in my fantasies of course he was bareback, and of course she screamed in ecstasy as he coated her inner walls with hot spunk. Then there was Mandy. The bubbly petite blonde with the big natural smile and the big fake tits. I imagined it was her and me out by the rocks, not Mike and Kerri, and it was Mandy on her knees sucking on my cock for a while before she climbed on top and rode me hard while my hands got a firm grasp on her amazing, toned ass, culminating in her giggling that infectious, excited giggle as I painted her big fake tits with my seed. I grunted, I tensed, I came. I wonder if she knew. I had looked forward to the coming week because I figured Tara could only avoid me for so long, but turns out she was much better at it than I expected. I hardly caught any glimpses of her throughout the days, and when I did, she was hanging around with Bud Pepper. What's more, she seemed to be enjoying it! Something had happened at the prom between them that moved Bud from the "two time dud" column to someone she actually wanted to spend time with, and that low pang deep inside me returned every time I saw them. We had class with Ms. Dorman twice this week, and I figured that gave me two chances to try and make amends. However, Ms. Dorman and I were both surprised when Tara was nowhere to be seen at the first class of the week. She popped in just before the bell, looking rather out of sorts, so she could be marked as having attended, but trying to approach her was no good, as she was gone as quickly as she arrived. On Thursday I sat there alone again, watching the clock, and sure enough Tara breezed in with seconds left before the bell. This time, however, I was ready to go after her. We needed to talk, and I was tired of being in the dark with one of my best friends. The bell rang, and I waded into the sea of transitioning students in pursuit of Tara. Pushing through the current, I got close, and shouted her name desperately. She stopped and turned toward me, but before I could say anything, she started to head off again. "Tara, PLEASE," I practically shouted after her. She stopped. She turned. "Please, Tara," I begged, "please talk to me. I miss you." We stood in silence as the river of students ran around us. "Tomorrow," She said finally, "my house." I exhaled a breath I felt I had been holding for a year, and nodded. We took one last look at each other and then Tara continued on into the flow of students. Tomorrow. Ok. It was a start. The school day crawled by on Friday, but it eventually ended. When I got home, I chatted with Kelly and had dinner. It didn't even bother me that Kelly was headed out to meet up with Brian because my mind was focused on one thing only: that evening's talk with Tara. Three knocks on the front door of her house. My stomach dropped as I waited for an answer. I was nervous. We had known each other for years, but I was still nervous. I didn't know what to expect, whether she was just going to scream at me, whether she would even say anything at all. After what felt like forever her door finally opened, and there stood Tara. She was dressed comfortably in lounge shorts and a black tank top. The white strap of her bra peeked out beneath the shoulders of her top. No hug, not even a "hi," she just looked at me, then left the door open for me to follow as she headed down the stairs into the basement. Not off to a great start. The lighting was low and moody, and despite it being a room I had spent many hours in, at that moment the normally cozy basement felt foreign and unfamiliar. Tara seated herself at the far end of the couch and waited for me to join her. The tension was obvious, so I sat in the lazy boy across from her. She said nothing. I didn't know what to say myself, my mind racing, my stomach in knots, and so in silence we sat. I knew she wasn't going to make the first move. I had to do what I came here to do: talk. A sound started deep in my chest and gurgled up my throat into my cotton-dry mouth, and I couldn't stop it as it birthed itself out. I didn't even realize what I had said until the last syllable left my lips. It was the last thing I ever would have dared to say, but it also was the one thing I knew might bridge the gap between us. "Truth or Dare." Silence. A long silence that left me adrift in my own stupi; "Truth." The word echoed in my ears. I wasn't sure where to begin. There were so many things I wanted to know, so many questions I had, but at that moment only one made sense to me. "I hurt you, didn't I? When I said you had fucked half the people in class?" There was a long pause, and then a simple "Yes." "I am so sorry, Tara," I started, all the apologetic word-vomit pushing its way up out of my mouth, "I never meant to, it was just; " "Truth or dare," she interjected, cutting me off. I was caught off guard by the sudden intrusion, and after collecting my thoughts I responded with a simple "Truth." I expected another long pause, but Tara was ready with her question, and delivered it pointedly: "Did you know I was a virgin?" I heard the words, but they did not compute. "What?" "Did you know I was a virgin?" She repeated "I, no." I wanted to follow up, but I also wanted to play by the rules. "Truth or Dare?" "Truth." "All your stories, how is that possible?" This time she did pause. "I, made no secret that my hands, my mouth, were all ready and willing, and it was all loads of fun, but I'd never,” the pause came back. “ I'd never gone all the way. I wanted that one to be for me. For someone special." She was staring me dead in the eye. At the prom, her lipstick matched my tie. "Tara I'm sorry, I; " again she cut me off. "Truth or dare?" she said, my eyes never leaving hers. "Truth." "What happened when you went to meet Stephanie in the limo?" It was my turn to hesitate. My stomach dropped again. Normally I would have loved to have regaled her with a salacious story of my own for once, but there was a slight sadness to her voice as she had asked. "I tried to apologize to her, but she said we weren't equal yet. That I had heard her cum, but she hadn't heard me cum. She told me to jerk off for her - so I did." Tara's legs shifted against each other as I spoke. "Then when I was getting close she told me to stop," I said, searching Tara's face for any signal to stop. I saw none. “ and she took off the top of her dress and she sucked my cock. I came in her mouth." "Did she swallow?" Tara offered quickly. "Yes," I said, bending the rules of the game. The silence returned, and Tara's gaze fell to the ground. Tara's Secret "Truth or Dare, Tara." I said, breaking the silence. There was more going on here, and I needed to get to the bottom of it. "Truth." She asserted, looking back up at me. There was only one thing I needed to know: "At the prom, where did you go? What happened with you and Bud?" Tara brought one hand up to her face, and bit her nail nervously as she decided where and how to begin. "You know, people talk, people say things," she began, "people call me a slut, think I'm easy, and I really do my best not to let it get to me. Honestly it's made high sc

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In this episode of The Wellness Diaries, I share strategies for weight loss without calorie or macro tracking. Not everyone loves the idea of tracking food, BUT it's still important to have intention and awareness behind what we're eating, and you'll find that in this episode. If you enjoy the episode, leave a rating and review, and share it with a friend that would find it beneficial!   TIME STAMPS: Less Snacking (00:01:58) Discussing the impact of mindless snacking and grazing on weight management and calorie intake. Mindful Eating (00:04:15) Emphasizing the importance of being present and mindful while eating to avoid overconsumption and manage calorie intake. Home Cooked Meals (00:06:28) Highlighting the benefits of cooking at home to control ingredients and reduce hidden calories often found in restaurant meals. Balanced Plate (00:09:48) Explaining the significance of centering meals around protein, fruits, and veggies to promote satiety and manage calorie intake. Intentional Movement (00:11:46) Discussing the role of intentional walks and increased physical activity in managing energy expenditure and weight. Environment and Behavior (00:15:04) Addressing the impact of environment on food choices and strategies to keep trigger foods out of sight to manage calorie intake. Alcohol and Liquid Calories (00:17:01) Discussing the impact of alcohol and liquid calories on weight management and providing tips to reduce consumption. Structured Meal Times (00:19:03) Exploring the benefits of having structured meal times and setting eating cut-offs to manage calorie intake and avoid mindless eating. Less Snacking and Nibbling (00:19:55) Tips to reduce snacking and nibbling, promoting mindful eating and managing calories. Cooking More at Home (00:19:55) Encouragement to cook at home as a way to control portion sizes and make healthier food choices. Structured Meal Times (00:19:55) Importance of having structured meal times and possibly implementing an eating cutoff time to manage calorie intake. Rating and Review (00:20:59) Encouragement for listeners to leave a rating and review and share the episode with others who may benefit from it.   JOIN OUR FB COMMUNITY: https://www.facebook.com/groups/821409229816960   FREEBIES & SPECIAL OFFERS Special 1:1 Coaching Offer for podcast listeners only: https://www.ahubnutrition.com/coachingapplication Group Coaching: https://www.ahubnutrition.com/90days Simple Meal Ideas Freebie: https://view.flodesk.com/pages/626c82f91e8046b220253e1b FIND ME ON IG: https://www.instagram.com/ashleighmariehubbard/  IG: https://www.instagram.com/ahubnutrition/  IG: https://www.instagram.com/thewellnessdiariespodcast/  

I met with Jon Rees, another TOK Teacher (as well as teacher of Human Technologies and IB English) here in Hong Kong, and we discussed TOK Exhibition Prompt 23: How important are material tools in the production or acquisition of knowledge? It was a fascinating discussion! Students, you need to be careful in this question about the difference between producing knowledge and producing things. While there is a connection (knowledge is needed to produce things), it is not an obvious connection so an exploration of the knowledge being produced (not just the thing) is required here. I think it would be very hard to argue that material tools (and conceptual tools by extension?) are not essential - and yet there's room for exploration as you can hear from our conversation. I hope to talk with Mr. Rees again soon, as it was a very interesting and thought provoking conversation. Books & Resources that we referenced and discussed in relation to this talk (for links to all of these, check out www.TOKTalk.org): ‘Sapiens' by Yuval Noah Harari - this book is essentially an exploration of the role of material tools in the development of humankind, but is especially interesting when he talks about “fictional realities”. ‘Techno Feudalism' by Yanis Varoufakis - he does a great job from a Marxist perspective explaining how his father taught him the concept of historical materialism, how technological development creates the tools/conditions for the advancement of the socio-cultural context. Then who controls the means of production, power/authority. ‘How to Understand E= MC2' by Christophe Galfard ‘The Sane Society' by Eric Fromm - criticism of our focus on consumption in a nuclear age where we can annihilate ourselves ‘Song of the Cell' by Siddhartha Mukherjee - deep exploration of our understanding of biology - the first chapters are specifically focused on development of the microscope and its influence on the entire field of microbiology and beyond ‘Guns Germs Steel' by Jared Diamond outlines the theory of geographic determinism, and thus the access to materials and the tools we can therefore make are everything in the development of humankind ‘Knowledge Illusion' by Steven Sloman and Philip Fernbach - the illusion of explanatory depth, mistaking shared knowledge for our own Justice with Michael Sandel Little Museum of the World in Chai Wan - A time machine for building peace ‘The Vanishing Face of Gaia', by James Lovelock - essential wake-up call for humankind ‘Donut Economics' by Kate Raworth - a hopeful perspective! Nibbling away what we need (not beyond our planetary boundaries) Special Guest: Jon Rees Music from the ISF Student Brass Band playing outside the school gate one morning in December 2023

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In this episode of LIGHT TALK, the Lumen Brothers (and Sister!) discuss everything from Priceless Lighting Angles to Where is My Assistant?...   Join Ellen, Steve, and David, as they pontificate about:  The writers strike is over!; Cueing Processes; Working over rehearsals; The "Design Score"; The best way to learn how to program specific lighting consoles; Bad Discoveries; What if there are no overhead lighting positions?; "Career Maker!"; Brava, Tayler Swift!; Where are all the Assistant Lighting Designers?; Solar Heated Iquana Pens; Being a nice person; "LIGHT TALK from The Sphere"; Old production books; and U2 vs. LDI.   Nothing is Taboo, Nothing is Sacred, and Very Little Makes Sense.

Hey lovely people! Let's bring back my most played trigger! I really hope I've improved! I looped this, because I'm really picky about what sounds I think sound good, and so I'd rather have quality sounds than more unique audio. I really think it's the best way to go. But enough about tech, how have you been doing? Have you gone back to school? Are you happy? Or content? I truly hope you are doing great. Many blessings and the sweetest of dreams!

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Welcome back, Ratcheteers! As Adrienne, Candice, and Jeremey kick in the door with shenanigans on their minds, they touch on #RHOA and Kandi's latest Speak On It episode, part 1 of the #LAMDT reunion where LaToya lacks self-awareness, and we discuss the racial slur heard around the world as Erica Mena is fired from #LHHATL. Tune in and enjoy!  To our beloved friend, confidant and co-founder, we miss you always Curtis

Download This month, Mike and Roger indulge once more in RPG-a-Day all at once.

Joe Biden gets DESTROYED for NIBBLING on a baby and TERRIFYING her in Finland! Live show on Rumble Monday-Thursday 10am CST. Member stream at 10am CST every Friday UNCENSORED! Become a monthly subscriber to the podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/blackandwhitenetwork/subscribe Become a member: www.blackandwhitenetwork.com Follow us on Rumble: https://rumble.com/user/BlackandWhiteNews Support us on Locals: https://blackandwhitenetwork.locals.com/support Become a member: https://blackandwhitenetwork.com/category/member

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In this episode we journey with one of the pre-eminent film editors of the last half century, Walter Murch, through tales of his career as an editor and sound designer. His film credits are impressive, including an Oscar for Apocalypse Now, and numerous other iconic films including the Godfather franchise and American Graffiti. Murch's reflections shed light on how an editor makes sense of the footage a director shoots and renders a "delicious" product, much like a chef whipping up a scrumptious meal from whatever comes home from the hunt, be it mastodon or mouse. Get the Cliff Notes on his Rule of Six, and hear about the recently released sleeper documentary, Coup 53, that illuminates the CIA-organized coup to install the Shah of Iran and set the stage for today's geopolitics. Film aficionados will relish Murch's recollections and inside baseball on his many movie credits. Film students will glean valuable guidance on the craft of movie making, collaboration with the director, and creativity in general. Everyone will find inspiration from Murch's curious mind and "polymathic" abilities. Lucky for us that he had a knack for sounds, a passion for tape recorders, and a love of story. Had he not, we might have lost him to the ocean floor or quantum mechanics. Join us for a delightful hour of movie history and history in-the-making.

The New Moon Solar Eclipse at the very end of Aries squares Pluto (Transformer) at the beginning of Aquarius. The disk of the Moon (Instinctive Nurturer) eclipses the disk of the Sun (Hero-Heroine) inviting you to release old solar conscious identities and attune with your wild, undomesticated instinctive self. Pluto supports this transformative psycho-spiritual skin-shedding. This is the second New Moon in Aries (the first occurred at Equinox). Time to embody the new changes envisioned at Equinox. Mercury (Communicator) goes retrograde for three weeks in Taurus inviting you to slow the roll with your mind and discern what is worth your life energy? And to answer Earth's poignant call to review how you steward life resources so that all may live.Podcast Poem: "A Message from the Wanderer" by William E. StaffordSupport the showGo to Sheila's website for information on workshops, online courses and to subscribe to her weekly newsletter: https://www.ontheedgesofchange.comFollow Sheila: https://www.instagram.com/ontheedgesofchange https://www.pinterest.com/ontheedgesofchangeCheck out Sheila's YouTube Channel:https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC8lVs390Kbem3353rF2kdAQ

Jonathan Boyar, President of Boyar Research and host of The World According To Boyar podcast, joins Julia La Roche on episode 63 to share how he's finding value during uncertain times.  During this episode, Boyar shares some of the opportunities he's finding on an individual company level when looking under the hood of the markets.  0:00 Intro  0:51 Looking for intrinsically undervalued stocks 2:06 Evolution of value investing  3:35 Dislike of the term “value investing”  4:25 Lesson of patience 6:28 Big picture is important but it's not critical to our investment  6:58 Make decisions on each individual company  7:24 What investors should be focused on  8:00 Does the macro matter?  9:04 Steve Einhorn, Leon Cooperman 9:55 Banking crisis and opportunity in the big money center banks 11:04 You're never going to catch the bottom, but there are attractive entry points 12:01 Catalysts for upside in banking  12:25 Markets are being driven by fear and emotion  13:11 Nibbling on stocks  14:00 Psychology to stick through tougher times  15:00 Be humble know when you're wrong  15:50 Market outlook is cloudy  16:44 Opportunities in microcap stocks  17:09 Return to stock-picking?  17:47 Top Golf, MSG Sports, Big Banks  18:20 Importance of reading 19:01 Top Golf is a “growth stock at a value price”  21:40 Big banks for those who are “brave”  22:23 MSG Sports “special situations” thesis  28:25 The “Forgotten 40” and favorite ideas 31:41 What would provide more clarity  32:00 Long-term view  33:20 Regional banks 

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