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If you don't like the truthHate the lie that made you comfortableUnderstanding this journey of seeking. So often, we fall into a rhythm. A comfortable routine. We build lives around security and predictability. And there's nothing *wrong* with that, necessarily. But sometimes, that comfort becomes a cage. We start to believe we need to control everything - our career, our relationships, our very identities. We trade our passions for practicality, adventure for stability. But what if that control is actually keeping you *from* truly living? But then… something shifts. A little spark ignites within. It's not just boredom, it's a feeling of… incompleteness. A sense that there's more to your purpose, more to *you*. This is your soul starting to whisper. It speaks through intuition – that gut feeling you can't ignore – through synchronicities, those meaningful coincidences. It's a quiet voice, though, easily drowned out by the daily grind, the expectations of others, and… well, our own noisy thoughts. Learning to listen…that's the first real step.When we start to listen to that inner voice, we often become… Samplers. We start exploring. Yoga, meditation, sound healing, new careers… it can feel overwhelming! It's like being at a giant chocolate buffet – you want to try everything, hoping to find *the one*. This is actually our brains doing exactly what they are supposed to do! We're exploring and gathering information, trying to map out what resonates.But eventually, the sampling starts to feel…really frustrating. Nothing quite *clicks*. And that's when we fall into the ‘good enough' trap. We start to rationalize. ‘Maybe this job isn't perfect, but it pays the bills.' ‘Maybe this practice isn't life-changing, but it's *good for me*. This is our minds trying to resolve *cognitive dissonance* – the discomfort of holding conflicting beliefs. It's easier to stay in a familiar discomfort than to risk the unknown.But here's the secret: frustration isn't a dead end; it's *fuel*. It's a signal that something needs to change. Like fire, it burns away everything that isn't essential – the expectations, the ‘shoulds', the things you're doing out of obligation rather than passion. It strips away the idea that you need to *find* your purpose and reveals that you get to *create* it. This is where the real journey begins.The Seeker's path is about *co-creating* your own pathIt's not about finding *the* answer, but about becoming the answer. The 'knowing' emerges—not as a grand revelation, but as a deep inner clarity. It's a sense of what truly matters to you. If you're feeling drawn to explore and advance your soul versus all teh drama in the world right now…. I highly suggest the Intuitive One-of-a-Kind Blueprint to support a high view of the Genius but t free woven into you. Deep insights into your soul's purpose - the Stars Aligned for YOU. The Seeker's path isn't a straight line—it's a labyrinth of discovery.A continuous unfolding, where you create the path and the path creates you. Embrace the uncertainty, listen to your soul, and trust the process. Your unique path is waiting for you. And remember…you are never alone. You're not meant to blend in. You're one of a Kind, so let's tap into your signature blueprint. This way, you can transform confusion into clarity and burnout into aligned calling with your Astrology and Human Design - Simplified. Get Clear and carry on with your custom

 Weekend Samplers: Part 4.Sampling more participants, in various ways.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels."What makes a lover capable?" I asked Vera. “Does he need to be hung like a horse?”"Of course not," Vera answered. "If Walter was the only man I made love to for the last 30 years, I wouldn't be able to walk today."I remembered what that girl from the lodge looked like. She was probably five and half feet tall, 100 pounds wet, with wavy red hair and freckles, and pretty blue eyes. She probably wasn't a day over 18. What I thought was her boyfriend could have been her brother.Vera continued; "Well, this poor girl didn't know what she was doing, other than the basic understanding that the cock was to go in the mouth. I gently pulled her aside and did my best to teach her. Of course, Walter was the perfect gentleman and told me when he was about to cum. I asked the poor girl if she wanted to try swallowing again, assuring her that it was perfectly alright, and she attempted it again.""And how did it go the second time around?" Angie asked."Oh, the same as the first,” Vera rolled her eyes. "The poor thing practically threw up. She asked me if swallowing got any easier, and I told her that the more she swallowed, the easier it would get. Then she wanted to know if his cock was supposed to get any harder, and I made the mistake of saying that it was; but it took a lot of effort.”Vera continued; “Well, that's all I had to say. You'd think she was trying out for the cheerleader squad, the way she was giving it her all. She even slipped out of her bikini, not that it was leaving much to the imagination anyway. She shyly walked around on the boat, showing off her slender, young body. That gave Walter a rise, and I thought I was going to get my birthday fuck early, but he never grew more than three quarters erect.""Does it still work, even if it's not fully erect?" Angie asked inquisitively."Oh yes, sweetheart,” Vera said. "But it's nowhere near as much fun as when he's good and hard. Twenty years ago you could sit on his Dutch cock and he could wrap his arms around your waist and walk around with you on him like some sort of cock puppet." Angie was stroking her crotch through her bikini bottoms and starting to breath heavier.Vera went on. "That's right; twenty years ago, you weren't even born. Sorry. Yes, his meat still feels good, but it's more like making love to an uncooked pork tenderloin than a Louisville Slugger.""So what happened with the girl?" I asked with a bulge in my pants."She kept blowing him, and again, he came in her mouth. She was very cute, even with cum on her face and in her hair. She hadn't started trimming her cunt yet, not that there was much hair down there to trim. I sat next to her, helping her suck and stroke Walter's thick cock. I didn't want her to get bored. The poor thing had been on her hands and knees sucking and stroking for over an hour. I decided to spice things up a bit and ran my fingers up and down her legs, eventually stopping at her cunt. She was startled when I put my fingers inside her. I had to tell her to relax, that it would help things. Even after she relaxed, I could barely get two fingers in her sopping wet cunt. I figured she must have been a virgin, or not far from it, and decided Walter would tear the poor thing apart if he tried to make love to her, even flaccid.I convinced her to lie on her back for a few minutes while I showed her a few other "tricks". I put two fingers back inside her and rubbed her G-spot as I nibbled at her clit. Within 2 minutes, she moaned and shook like she was having an epileptic seizure. It must have been her first orgasm provided by another person. I was honored.""Wow, it sounds like you had fun." I said."Well, it looked like things were going to get even better when she offered to go down on me." Vera said. "I sat across from Walter next to the captain's chair and spread my legs for her. She was amazed to see so much of my cunt hair missing from my crotch and asked how I did that. I explained that I shaved it to make it more appealing. She asked if I would shave her, and I told her to wait until she had more hair to shave. She finally knelt between my legs, pulled her hair to one side, and put her mouth on my clit.Just then, there was a call from the shore. Her brother or boyfriend was looking for her. She quickly put on her bikini and quietly stepped into the water. She swam away from the boat and gave a little wave as Walter pulled up his pants. Poor girl, reminded me of Angie, here," Vera concluded."Oh, fuck," Angie gasped as she realized we all saw her, as she brought herself to orgasm right there on the couch between Vera and me.Sarah walked into the living room and paused momentarily to catch a glimpse of Walter's flopping huge cock as he pulled on pajama bottoms. Her eyebrows were raised as she looked at Vera; "And you can still walk?"We continued to listen to Vera's stories a few more minutes, then Ken called us from the kitchen; "Dinner's ready!" Ken had said it would be about 30 minutes before the food would be ready, and he was right on time.The dining room was designed to be comfortable, even with your clothes off, and Vera and Walter took full advantage of that feature. Even Angie decided to take off her top while we ate. Sarah suddenly became tired halfway through the meal, and I helped her to the large sofa in the living room.A Time-Lapse Narrative.The next thing I knew, I was waking up next to her. I must have been asleep for a long while. I had drooled on my arm, which felt like it was still asleep.A bright morning sunlight was flooding the room. I'd gotten very little sleep in the previous night and My body obviously gave out. There was a fan on somewhere in the room, and after my eyes had some time to adjust, I found it and turned it off.Lying on the bed next to me, Sarah was still asleep. Her fingernails and toenails were painted a dark red. I didn't remember them being painted while we had dinner. I could barely remember having dinner.It seemed like so long ago that Angie was rubbing her cunt while Vera told us about Walter and the young waif from the beach.I could faintly hear moaning and grunting coming from somewhere around the cabin. Angie!I told her I would take care of her, and here I was asleep in a room with Sarah. I looked around and couldn't find any clothes. It was about that time that I noticed I was freshly shaved around my cock, balls, and asshole. No nipple rings; yet."Ready for some more?" Sarah asked, half asleep."Where's Angie?" I answered."She's probably with Walter and Ken. They were still going at it when we left." Sarah tugged at my cock. "I'm sure she's fine.""What the hell happened? Did I black out or something?" I asked Sarah."More like passed out. You must have fucked Vera and me five times each. We couldn't believe it. You went from my cunt back to hers, which was pretty wild. But when we turned over and you took turns with our asses..." Sarah whispered as she began fingering her cunt. cum dribbled out as she sank two fingers inside her."I was fucking you both in the ass?" I asked. My cock suddenly sprang back to life."Oh yeah. I guess that was just what ol' Walter needed for motivation." Sarah smiled. "I'm not surprised that it takes him so long to get a hard-on. That thing was as long and as thick as any cock I had ever seen.I think Angie must still be sweet on you, because it looked like she was just a little jealous watching us go at it." Sarah rubbed her come-covered fingers on my balls."Did she start blowing Ken again?" I asked. "Blow him? Between Ken and Walter, she must have swallowed about ten loads. The rest is probably in her cunt and ass." Sarah said as she stroked my growing cock."Ken fucked her in the ass?" I asked in disbelief."All three of them did." Sarah tugged more aggressively."Three of them?" I cried.Sarah continued her hot sexy story."Well, Vera put on a strap-on and got the whole thing started. She was so good with that thing; you'd thought she was born with it. “"Anyway, while Angie was sucking Ken's fat but-not-quite-ready dick, Walter got behind her and started rubbing his own veiny tool up and down her wet crack. Eventually, she opened up and Walter filled her cunt with his big ugly stick. It didn't take him long to come, but he didn't lose his growing hard-on. Angie didn't seem too affected by that big cock, and kept on sucking the head of Ken's French Cock. “Sarah was mesmerized by the event at retold it with passion; “Walter's cock looked like a tree limb, bumpy, crooked, and strangely stiff. About the only thing that looked normal on it was the head, which was almost as attractive as yours.”Sarah was getting to the good part; "I guess it was the biggest it's been in a while, and Vera couldn't wait any longer for her birthday present. With a little coaxing, Walter pulled out of Angie's cunt and plopped his cock into Vera. It was like a magic show watching that huge thing disappear deep inside the caverns of Vera's cunt. She took almost his entire length. I was worried one of them was going to have a heart attack. I thought I might have one, too.”“Oh” Sarah added; "Angie climbed on Ken, and was kissing him hard while she struggled to get his cock in her cunt. Ken helped her out and before long, she was bouncing on his cock like she knew what she was doing. Kenny put on a good show, too, and pulled Angie's cheeks apart as she bounced on his tool. Walter must have a thing for young, tight, assholes, because he came almost as soon as he had a good look at Angie's little anus."Vera was in synch with Walter because they gushed at almost the same instant. cum and cunt juice sprayed around Walter's cock. I never saw anything like it. Walter pulled his monster cock out of Vera's stretched cunt and moved behind Angie again. Vera moved over to me and began kissing me while I was pressed with my back against you, on this sofa. You'd finished fucking my ass. While I rode you reverse cowgirl. You'd blasted me to another orgasm, and after my climax I collapsed backward, laying on my back, flat on your chest, your cock still in my satisfied ass.”Sarah paused, and gave me a curious look; “You really don't remember, do you?“You lifted me up and eased your cock back into my cunt. Vera stepped next to where we laid on her sofa, and grabbed my hand and put it inside her cunt. I had half my hand up her sopping wet cunt as she kissed both of us. I've finger-fucked my share of girlfriends in high school and college, but I couldn't remember having half my hand inside anyone."Well, Vera came again, and she came hard. I thought for sure she was going to have a stroke with my fist in her cunt. She didn't. She kissed us both again, and then got up to take a shower. Walter was kneeling behind Angie and every once in a while Angie reached back to spread her cheeks and let him run his tongue along her ass crack. Ken slowed his pace with Angie, and was concentrating on getting as much of his short fat cock inside your girlfriend's cunt.”"When Vera returned, she was wearing high heels, a strap-on, and a tail. At first, I thought I was seeing things: seeing Vera with a hard-on and a tail. She walked over to you and me and asked if I'd ever been fucked with a strap-on. I jokingly told her I had, and never got tired of it. Her tail wagged behind her as she walked around seductively."She stepped forward and told me to suck her cock down my throat if I really wanted it, so I did. I hadn't been around anyone as kinky as Vera in a long time, and she was really turning me on. Either that or it was the wine. Maybe both?”"The dildo was about the same size as you, which was perfect. I guess she was happy with my efforts and stepped back as you pulled my legs up. She told you to keep your cock inside me as she stepped forward and slid her cock in my cunt next to yours."Before I knew it, you were both sliding your cocks in and out of me. The feeling was fantastic. Vera fucked like a pro, and you didn't disappoint, either. I came so hard, I felt faint."Vera pulled out of my cunt and moved between Walter and Angie. When she turned around, I could see the tail was really some kind of short whip that she had stuck in her ass. I thought I was kinky, but Vera was way out of my league."She pushed on Angie's back, making her ass stick out. She bent down and tongued Angie's asshole like it was candy. Then she stood up and pressed the strap-on dildo against Angie's sphincter. Not wanting to disappoint, and knowing this might help Kenny later, Angie relaxed and let Vera slide that thing all the way in her ass."The sight of Vera fucking Angie in the ass while her own ass-plug tail swayed back and forth was almost too much for poor Walter. He pulled Vera aside and stood behind Angie and began stroking his cock feverishly. Vera pulled the strap-on off and pulled the tail out of her ass. She immediately began sucking your cock while she rubbed my cunt."Walter's cock was long, stiff, and fully erect. He lifted Angie off Ken and turned her around. She looked a little surprised and disgusted all at the same time. She looked to you and you looked back at her. Then she dropped to her knees and began blowing Walter. Before I knew it, she was on top of Walter with her back to Ken. I was impressed that Angie was taking so much of that long, thick cock inside her cunt. Angie road Walter until he came, then she hopped back on Ken."I noticed she was kissing Ken quite a bit, and have to admit I might have been getting a little jealous. I kissed you hard, and you rolled me over and started pounding me almost as hard as Kenny. Vera pulled you out of my cunt and sucked your cock for a few seconds, then put it back inside me. Vera and I ended up lying beside each other with our legs up, letting you take turns with us. You came about five times fucking the two of us that way, and then Vera decided to get dirty."She turned over and begged you to fuck her ass. I didn't want your dirty cock in my cunt, so I turned over, too. You pounded the hell out of both of our asses while Angie continued to have her cunt filled with Walter and Ken's cum."You filled Vera's asshole with cum, and then the three of us got up and took a shower."Sarah stopped for a moment to cup my balls in her hands and began deep-throating me."Wait, what happened next?" I demanded."Well," Sarah sighed; "when we got back, Angie was on her back on the couch. Kenny was between her legs, fucking her hard; the way he likes to fuck me; and Walter was squatting over her face, making her lick his asshole. You asked her if she was all right, and she nodded from between Walter's old legs. She was licking his hairy ass and balls like they were ice cream.”"Walter stroked his cock into Angie's mouth and covered her face in cum. Kenny and Walter picked her up and carried her to the shower. She looked so tiny compared to their cocks. “"Vera and I began taking turns sucking your cock back to erection. Angie was pressed between Ken and Walter in the shower, and stood limp as she allowed herself to be washed by the two of them. She looked so pretty with their hands all over her."When they finished, they toweled dry and the three of them went to another room. You, being the protective one, insisted we follow them, so we did. We ended up in the master bedroom, and found a nice cozy corner of the giant bed. Walter pulled out an oversized ottoman and had Angie kneel between his legs while he lay on his back. She pushed his legs up and apart and licked his asshole some more, then kissed him up his hairy chest, finally kissing his old face. “"She seemed to be showing her newfound talents as she lifted her ass and managed to get Walter's cock in her cunt with just one hand. Kenny came behind her and licked at her asshole. She buried her face in Walter's hairy chest as she reached back and spread her cheeks for Kenny, rocking back and forth, and up and down on Walter's large cock.”"Kenny licked your girlfriends asshole until it was nice and wet, then stood up behind her. He leaned forward and let the tip of his cock sink into her anus. She paused for a moment, and then lowered herself on to Walter's cock. Kenny pushed forward a little more and she moaned as her asshole began to stretch.”"Vera jumped up and ran out of the room. She returned seconds later with a fresh tube of K Y and had Kenny pull out of Angie's asshole for just a moment. She pushed the head of the tube into Angie's asshole, and then squeezed in all of the tube's contents. She said that would help and gave Angie a quick kiss on the lips.”"Kenny moved back behind Angie and grabbed her hips as he pulled himself into her. She moaned and groaned, but this time, Kenny slid more than just the head of his cock inside her. He had about two inches of his fat cock buried in her ass and he knew she was going to try to take it all.”"Angie cried out in pain, but didn't want Kenny to pull out. She rocked back and forth and up and down, working these two large cocks inside her. Kenny pulled on her hips harder and another inch disappeared. He relaxed his grip and she moved forward slightly. He grabbed her again and pulled her down on his cock a little harder. He relaxed again, but this time Angie moved forward only slightly, then pushed back hard against Ken's fat cock.”"Angie looked over her shoulder at us as if she had something to prove, then leaned forward again. I think Kenny forgot whom he was fucking for a moment and grabbed Angie's hips hard enough to bruise. He pulled her down hard on his cock and Walter's as she let out a shriek followed by several "fuck's" and "yes's" and "oh shit's"."Kenny's cock isn't very long, but it's thick, and after a few minutes he managed to get that entire fat cock inside her.”"You seemed to like it because you came hard down my throat at the sight of it. Vera seemed a little left out, but she swallowed the next load as we both continued to keep you preoccupied. “Kenny looked like he was in heaven as he came in Angie's ass, and she farted as soon as he pulled his cock out. Angie didn't seem embarrassed, though. Instead, Angie told Kenny to go wash his cock because she wanted to suck it some more. Then she stood up over Walter, straddling the ottoman and Walter lying on it. She moved forward so that she had positioned her cunt and asshole right over Walter's face; his head hanging off the side of the ottoman.”"Angie asked Walter if he was having a good time, and he said "of course"."She asked if he wanted to stick that fucking ugly cock in her fanny, and he said; ‘love to'. Then Angie told him he'd have to lick it, first, and then squatted on his face. cum poured from her cunt and asshole as Walter licked and licked. Unbeknownst to Angie, behind her, Walter's cock was growing even larger. His cock was almost as wide as Ken's but seemed neither fat nor short. “"Angie orgasmed right on Walter's face and I thought she would break his neck if she collapsed on him. Sh

 Weekend Samplers: Part 4.Sampling more participants, in various ways.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels."What makes a lover capable?" I asked Vera. “Does he need to be hung like a horse?”"Of course not," Vera answered. "If Walter was the only man I made love to for the last 30 years, I wouldn't be able to walk today."I remembered what that girl from the lodge looked like. She was probably five and half feet tall, 100 pounds wet, with wavy red hair and freckles, and pretty blue eyes. She probably wasn't a day over 18. What I thought was her boyfriend could have been her brother.Vera continued; "Well, this poor girl didn't know what she was doing, other than the basic understanding that the cock was to go in the mouth. I gently pulled her aside and did my best to teach her. Of course, Walter was the perfect gentleman and told me when he was about to cum. I asked the poor girl if she wanted to try swallowing again, assuring her that it was perfectly alright, and she attempted it again.""And how did it go the second time around?" Angie asked."Oh, the same as the first,” Vera rolled her eyes. "The poor thing practically threw up. She asked me if swallowing got any easier, and I told her that the more she swallowed, the easier it would get. Then she wanted to know if his cock was supposed to get any harder, and I made the mistake of saying that it was; but it took a lot of effort.”Vera continued; “Well, that's all I had to say. You'd think she was trying out for the cheerleader squad, the way she was giving it her all. She even slipped out of her bikini, not that it was leaving much to the imagination anyway. She shyly walked around on the boat, showing off her slender, young body. That gave Walter a rise, and I thought I was going to get my birthday fuck early, but he never grew more than three quarters erect.""Does it still work, even if it's not fully erect?" Angie asked inquisitively."Oh yes, sweetheart,” Vera said. "But it's nowhere near as much fun as when he's good and hard. Twenty years ago you could sit on his Dutch cock and he could wrap his arms around your waist and walk around with you on him like some sort of cock puppet." Angie was stroking her crotch through her bikini bottoms and starting to breath heavier.Vera went on. "That's right; twenty years ago, you weren't even born. Sorry. Yes, his meat still feels good, but it's more like making love to an uncooked pork tenderloin than a Louisville Slugger.""So what happened with the girl?" I asked with a bulge in my pants."She kept blowing him, and again, he came in her mouth. She was very cute, even with cum on her face and in her hair. She hadn't started trimming her cunt yet, not that there was much hair down there to trim. I sat next to her, helping her suck and stroke Walter's thick cock. I didn't want her to get bored. The poor thing had been on her hands and knees sucking and stroking for over an hour. I decided to spice things up a bit and ran my fingers up and down her legs, eventually stopping at her cunt. She was startled when I put my fingers inside her. I had to tell her to relax, that it would help things. Even after she relaxed, I could barely get two fingers in her sopping wet cunt. I figured she must have been a virgin, or not far from it, and decided Walter would tear the poor thing apart if he tried to make love to her, even flaccid.I convinced her to lie on her back for a few minutes while I showed her a few other "tricks". I put two fingers back inside her and rubbed her G-spot as I nibbled at her clit. Within 2 minutes, she moaned and shook like she was having an epileptic seizure. It must have been her first orgasm provided by another person. I was honored.""Wow, it sounds like you had fun." I said."Well, it looked like things were going to get even better when she offered to go down on me." Vera said. "I sat across from Walter next to the captain's chair and spread my legs for her. She was amazed to see so much of my cunt hair missing from my crotch and asked how I did that. I explained that I shaved it to make it more appealing. She asked if I would shave her, and I told her to wait until she had more hair to shave. She finally knelt between my legs, pulled her hair to one side, and put her mouth on my clit.Just then, there was a call from the shore. Her brother or boyfriend was looking for her. She quickly put on her bikini and quietly stepped into the water. She swam away from the boat and gave a little wave as Walter pulled up his pants. Poor girl, reminded me of Angie, here," Vera concluded."Oh, fuck," Angie gasped as she realized we all saw her, as she brought herself to orgasm right there on the couch between Vera and me.Sarah walked into the living room and paused momentarily to catch a glimpse of Walter's flopping huge cock as he pulled on pajama bottoms. Her eyebrows were raised as she looked at Vera; "And you can still walk?"We continued to listen to Vera's stories a few more minutes, then Ken called us from the kitchen; "Dinner's ready!" Ken had said it would be about 30 minutes before the food would be ready, and he was right on time.The dining room was designed to be comfortable, even with your clothes off, and Vera and Walter took full advantage of that feature. Even Angie decided to take off her top while we ate. Sarah suddenly became tired halfway through the meal, and I helped her to the large sofa in the living room.A Time-Lapse Narrative.The next thing I knew, I was waking up next to her. I must have been asleep for a long while. I had drooled on my arm, which felt like it was still asleep.A bright morning sunlight was flooding the room. I'd gotten very little sleep in the previous night and My body obviously gave out. There was a fan on somewhere in the room, and after my eyes had some time to adjust, I found it and turned it off.Lying on the bed next to me, Sarah was still asleep. Her fingernails and toenails were painted a dark red. I didn't remember them being painted while we had dinner. I could barely remember having dinner.It seemed like so long ago that Angie was rubbing her cunt while Vera told us about Walter and the young waif from the beach.I could faintly hear moaning and grunting coming from somewhere around the cabin. Angie!I told her I would take care of her, and here I was asleep in a room with Sarah. I looked around and couldn't find any clothes. It was about that time that I noticed I was freshly shaved around my cock, balls, and asshole. No nipple rings; yet."Ready for some more?" Sarah asked, half asleep."Where's Angie?" I answered."She's probably with Walter and Ken. They were still going at it when we left." Sarah tugged at my cock. "I'm sure she's fine.""What the hell happened? Did I black out or something?" I asked Sarah."More like passed out. You must have fucked Vera and me five times each. We couldn't believe it. You went from my cunt back to hers, which was pretty wild. But when we turned over and you took turns with our asses..." Sarah whispered as she began fingering her cunt. cum dribbled out as she sank two fingers inside her."I was fucking you both in the ass?" I asked. My cock suddenly sprang back to life."Oh yeah. I guess that was just what ol' Walter needed for motivation." Sarah smiled. "I'm not surprised that it takes him so long to get a hard-on. That thing was as long and as thick as any cock I had ever seen.I think Angie must still be sweet on you, because it looked like she was just a little jealous watching us go at it." Sarah rubbed her come-covered fingers on my balls."Did she start blowing Ken again?" I asked. "Blow him? Between Ken and Walter, she must have swallowed about ten loads. The rest is probably in her cunt and ass." Sarah said as she stroked my growing cock."Ken fucked her in the ass?" I asked in disbelief."All three of them did." Sarah tugged more aggressively."Three of them?" I cried.Sarah continued her hot sexy story."Well, Vera put on a strap-on and got the whole thing started. She was so good with that thing; you'd thought she was born with it. “"Anyway, while Angie was sucking Ken's fat but-not-quite-ready dick, Walter got behind her and started rubbing his own veiny tool up and down her wet crack. Eventually, she opened up and Walter filled her cunt with his big ugly stick. It didn't take him long to come, but he didn't lose his growing hard-on. Angie didn't seem too affected by that big cock, and kept on sucking the head of Ken's French Cock. “Sarah was mesmerized by the event at retold it with passion; “Walter's cock looked like a tree limb, bumpy, crooked, and strangely stiff. About the only thing that looked normal on it was the head, which was almost as attractive as yours.”Sarah was getting to the good part; "I guess it was the biggest it's been in a while, and Vera couldn't wait any longer for her birthday present. With a little coaxing, Walter pulled out of Angie's cunt and plopped his cock into Vera. It was like a magic show watching that huge thing disappear deep inside the caverns of Vera's cunt. She took almost his entire length. I was worried one of them was going to have a heart attack. I thought I might have one, too.”“Oh” Sarah added; "Angie climbed on Ken, and was kissing him hard while she struggled to get his cock in her cunt. Ken helped her out and before long, she was bouncing on his cock like she knew what she was doing. Kenny put on a good show, too, and pulled Angie's cheeks apart as she bounced on his tool. Walter must have a thing for young, tight, assholes, because he came almost as soon as he had a good look at Angie's little anus."Vera was in synch with Walter because they gushed at almost the same instant. cum and cunt juice sprayed around Walter's cock. I never saw anything like it. Walter pulled his monster cock out of Vera's stretched cunt and moved behind Angie again. Vera moved over to me and began kissing me while I was pressed with my back against you, on this sofa. You'd finished fucking my ass. While I rode you reverse cowgirl. You'd blasted me to another orgasm, and after my climax I collapsed backward, laying on my back, flat on your chest, your cock still in my satisfied ass.”Sarah paused, and gave me a curious look; “You really don't remember, do you?“You lifted me up and eased your cock back into my cunt. Vera stepped next to where we laid on her sofa, and grabbed my hand and put it inside her cunt. I had half my hand up her sopping wet cunt as she kissed both of us. I've finger-fucked my share of girlfriends in high school and college, but I couldn't remember having half my hand inside anyone."Well, Vera came again, and she came hard. I thought for sure she was going to have a stroke with my fist in her cunt. She didn't. She kissed us both again, and then got up to take a shower. Walter was kneeling behind Angie and every once in a while Angie reached back to spread her cheeks and let him run his tongue along her ass crack. Ken slowed his pace with Angie, and was concentrating on getting as much of his short fat cock inside your girlfriend's cunt.”"When Vera returned, she was wearing high heels, a strap-on, and a tail. At first, I thought I was seeing things: seeing Vera with a hard-on and a tail. She walked over to you and me and asked if I'd ever been fucked with a strap-on. I jokingly told her I had, and never got tired of it. Her tail wagged behind her as she walked around seductively."She stepped forward and told me to suck her cock down my throat if I really wanted it, so I did. I hadn't been around anyone as kinky as Vera in a long time, and she was really turning me on. Either that or it was the wine. Maybe both?”"The dildo was about the same size as you, which was perfect. I guess she was happy with my efforts and stepped back as you pulled my legs up. She told you to keep your cock inside me as she stepped forward and slid her cock in my cunt next to yours."Before I knew it, you were both sliding your cocks in and out of me. The feeling was fantastic. Vera fucked like a pro, and you didn't disappoint, either. I came so hard, I felt faint."Vera pulled out of my cunt and moved between Walter and Angie. When she turned around, I could see the tail was really some kind of short whip that she had stuck in her ass. I thought I was kinky, but Vera was way out of my league."She pushed on Angie's back, making her ass stick out. She bent down and tongued Angie's asshole like it was candy. Then she stood up and pressed the strap-on dildo against Angie's sphincter. Not wanting to disappoint, and knowing this might help Kenny later, Angie relaxed and let Vera slide that thing all the way in her ass."The sight of Vera fucking Angie in the ass while her own ass-plug tail swayed back and forth was almost too much for poor Walter. He pulled Vera aside and stood behind Angie and began stroking his cock feverishly. Vera pulled the strap-on off and pulled the tail out of her ass. She immediately began sucking your cock while she rubbed my cunt."Walter's cock was long, stiff, and fully erect. He lifted Angie off Ken and turned her around. She looked a little surprised and disgusted all at the same time. She looked to you and you looked back at her. Then she dropped to her knees and began blowing Walter. Before I knew it, she was on top of Walter with her back to Ken. I was impressed that Angie was taking so much of that long, thick cock inside her cunt. Angie road Walter until he came, then she hopped back on Ken."I noticed she was kissing Ken quite a bit, and have to admit I might have been getting a little jealous. I kissed you hard, and you rolled me over and started pounding me almost as hard as Kenny. Vera pulled you out of my cunt and sucked your cock for a few seconds, then put it back inside me. Vera and I ended up lying beside each other with our legs up, letting you take turns with us. You came about five times fucking the two of us that way, and then Vera decided to get dirty."She turned over and begged you to fuck her ass. I didn't want your dirty cock in my cunt, so I turned over, too. You pounded the hell out of both of our asses while Angie continued to have her cunt filled with Walter and Ken's cum."You filled Vera's asshole with cum, and then the three of us got up and took a shower."Sarah stopped for a moment to cup my balls in her hands and began deep-throating me."Wait, what happened next?" I demanded."Well," Sarah sighed; "when we got back, Angie was on her back on the couch. Kenny was between her legs, fucking her hard; the way he likes to fuck me; and Walter was squatting over her face, making her lick his asshole. You asked her if she was all right, and she nodded from between Walter's old legs. She was licking his hairy ass and balls like they were ice cream.”"Walter stroked his cock into Angie's mouth and covered her face in cum. Kenny and Walter picked her up and carried her to the shower. She looked so tiny compared to their cocks. “"Vera and I began taking turns sucking your cock back to erection. Angie was pressed between Ken and Walter in the shower, and stood limp as she allowed herself to be washed by the two of them. She looked so pretty with their hands all over her."When they finished, they toweled dry and the three of them went to another room. You, being the protective one, insisted we follow them, so we did. We ended up in the master bedroom, and found a nice cozy corner of the giant bed. Walter pulled out an oversized ottoman and had Angie kneel between his legs while he lay on his back. She pushed his legs up and apart and licked his asshole some more, then kissed him up his hairy chest, finally kissing his old face. “"She seemed to be showing her newfound talents as she lifted her ass and managed to get Walter's cock in her cunt with just one hand. Kenny came behind her and licked at her asshole. She buried her face in Walter's hairy chest as she reached back and spread her cheeks for Kenny, rocking back and forth, and up and down on Walter's large cock.”"Kenny licked your girlfriends asshole until it was nice and wet, then stood up behind her. He leaned forward and let the tip of his cock sink into her anus. She paused for a moment, and then lowered herself on to Walter's cock. Kenny pushed forward a little more and she moaned as her asshole began to stretch.”"Vera jumped up and ran out of the room. She returned seconds later with a fresh tube of K Y and had Kenny pull out of Angie's asshole for just a moment. She pushed the head of the tube into Angie's asshole, and then squeezed in all of the tube's contents. She said that would help and gave Angie a quick kiss on the lips.”"Kenny moved back behind Angie and grabbed her hips as he pulled himself into her. She moaned and groaned, but this time, Kenny slid more than just the head of his cock inside her. He had about two inches of his fat cock buried in her ass and he knew she was going to try to take it all.”"Angie cried out in pain, but didn't want Kenny to pull out. She rocked back and forth and up and down, working these two large cocks inside her. Kenny pulled on her hips harder and another inch disappeared. He relaxed his grip and she moved forward slightly. He grabbed her again and pulled her down on his cock a little harder. He relaxed again, but this time Angie moved forward only slightly, then pushed back hard against Ken's fat cock.”"Angie looked over her shoulder at us as if she had something to prove, then leaned forward again. I think Kenny forgot whom he was fucking for a moment and grabbed Angie's hips hard enough to bruise. He pulled her down hard on his cock and Walter's as she let out a shriek followed by several "fuck's" and "yes's" and "oh shit's"."Kenny's cock isn't very long, but it's thick, and after a few minutes he managed to get that entire fat cock inside her.”"You seemed to like it because you came hard down my throat at the sight of it. Vera seemed a little left out, but she swallowed the next load as we both continued to keep you preoccupied. “Kenny looked like he was in heaven as he came in Angie's ass, and she farted as soon as he pulled his cock out. Angie didn't seem embarrassed, though. Instead, Angie told Kenny to go wash his cock because she wanted to suck it some more. Then she stood up over Walter, straddling the ottoman and Walter lying on it. She moved forward so that she had positioned her cunt and asshole right over Walter's face; his head hanging off the side of the ottoman.”"Angie asked Walter if he was having a good time, and he said "of course"."She asked if he wanted to stick that fucking ugly cock in her fanny, and he said; ‘love to'. Then Angie told him he'd have to lick it, first, and then squatted on his face. cum poured from her cunt and asshole as Walter licked and licked. Unbeknownst to Angie, behind her, Walter's cock was growing even larger. His cock was almost as wide as Ken's but seemed neither fat nor short. “"Angie orgasmed right on Walter's face and I thought she would break his neck if she collapsed on him. Sh

 Weekend Samplers: Part 3.A Trip to Walter & Vera's Lake house.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Ken and I tightened the moorings on the boat and decided the worst of the weather was over. We headed to the marina to find out the weather forecast, and it looked like it was going to rain the rest of the night, and into the morning. No campfire tonight.We grabbed a few six-packs and decided to check out the campground lodge. Ken's tow straps came in handy as we ended up helping the park staff clear the essential roads, on our way to the lodge. Twenty minutes of tugging and dodging felled trees later, we pulled up to the unusually crowded lodge. On an average weekend, you'd have trouble believing the lodge was open, but on this early night, even with the few campers that showed up yesterday, there were at least three families, a half dozen couples, and a church youth group.Heavy wind and rain didn't make camping in tents very fun, so most of the campers decided to head to the lodge to get out of the weather, enjoy some popcorn, and maybe catch a free movie. Herbie the Love Bug was playing on this particular evening.Mixed in the crowd, sitting in the back, were the older couple we met at the floating dock. The woman caught my eye, and apparently, I caught hers as she sprang up to greet me."I thought we might see you here!" she said happily. Her breath carried the smell of gin, which was almost expected, but her perfume smelled like something Angie wore whenever she wanted to get fucked. "I'm Vera," she held out her hand; "and this is my husband, Walter."I shook her hand and introduced Ken and myself. She bluntly asked if we were gay. After a little laughter, we explained that our "significant" others were taking a nap back in the camper. She asked if we were married, to which Ken reluctantly replied; "Just me.""Well, just because you're married doesn't mean you can't have any fun, right?" Walter asked."Oh, I still have fun. Sometimes more than I deserve. " Ken added.This last comment caused Vera to raise an eyebrow. She looked at me, then looked me over."How about you? Do you still have fun?" she asked. She had a disarming, flirtatious way of talking and moving. He body language was very provocative.“Yes we do.” I added. “There are some worn out women who would agree, if they weren't napping, just now.”Walter didn't appear to mind, or pay any attention to us. He was too busy looking at the female half of a young couple sitting across from us. The girl's bikini top was wet and probably cold by the look of her erect nipples."Yeah, I think I still have plenty of fun." I smiled and looked at Walter, trying to draw Vera's attention to his gaze."Plenty to go around?" Vera pursued. She moved closer to me and rubbed her cleavage onto my upper arm. She gently rested her hand on my ass, and pulled my hand onto hers. I instinctively gave her cheek a squeeze and was surprised at the firmness."Do you work out?" I asked."Once a day. Sometimes twice if I have a little extra energy" she smiled. She stepped away and gave a little turn like a runway model at the end of the runway. "What do you think?" she asked."I think whatever you're doing is working very well for you. Your husband must be very happy." I added."Walter?" she balked. "He's happy, alright, as long as I keep letting him jerk off to the likes of little miss nipples over there."I wasn't sure if I was playing into her hands or she was playing into mine, but I think we were thinking along the same lines. I looked her over and noticed she had done a very good job of maintaining a dark tan without letting her skin turn to leather. Her body was as firm and tight as a Dallas Cowboy's Cheerleader, but her face gave her age away, especially when she smiled, which unfortunately, was quite often."How old do you think I am?" she asked."I don't know, and it wouldn't be polite for me to guess." I said, trying to avoid a conflict."You're polite enough to grab my ass in front of my husband, so you can be polite enough to guess," she said without smiling.She had sharp wits and a very assertive nature."I don't know. Forty-five?” I asked.  “Fifty?""Ha!" she laughed. "I turn fifty-five this weekend. Not bad, for a Swedish gal, huh?""No,” I answered. "Not bad at all. Well, happy birthday!" She walked back to her husband to pull him into the conversation.It wasn't until she turned her back to me that I realized what great shape she was really in. From the back, she could have been one of Angie's friends from college. Her blond-white hair aside, the rest of her looked like she could be in her mid-twenties. She wore a linen shirt tied around the waist, khaki Capri pants, and very sexy sandals. Her calves bulged as she stepped away. Her feet were perfectly maintained, and she might have had work done to remove spider veins from her ankles and calves because they also looked picture-perfect.Her legs were toned like a gymnast, and her stomach was as flat as Angie's. Her breasts looked bigger than a C cup, but not quite as full as Sarah's. She turned back toward Ken and me, and we watched as her breasts bounced freely under her shirt. If they were fake, she really got her money's worth. Her arms were toned, and her wrists were covered in jewelry. She was probably quite rich, obviously pampered, unfortunately high-maintenance, but also extremely hot."I have a proposition for you," she whispered in my ear."We have a cabin not far from here. One of several properties Walter bought after he retired. It's nice, but it's too big for the two of us, with 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms, indoor Jacuzzi...""What about our significant others?" I interrupted."Silly, they're invited, too," she hushed. "It would be a lot nicer than spending the rest of the weekend cooped up in a camper, don't you think? Not much privacy, is there?"I explained that “Angie and I were originally sleeping in a tent, but the wind blew most of our gear away, and the camper became a nice alternative. The thought of sleeping on a real bed sounds good, though.”I talked to Ken about it briefly, and he gave the typical "Have to clear it with Sarah" answer."I tell you what," Vera continued. "You can ride with me back to your campground to get your girlfriends, or wives, or whatever. Ken can ride with Walter to clean the place up a bit."Ken looked a little disappointed, but she assured him we wouldn't be far behind. We finished our popcorn and headed outside into a light rain shower."Damn this rain," Vera said under her breath. She didn't seem to be afraid of the water, though. She got into her huge luxury Suburban and as she leaned over to unlock the passenger door, I could see that her shirt was soaked and her nipples were practically poking through. She caught me staring and smiled. Then I noticed she has power locks on her door panel. She just wanted me to admire the pendulous sway of her tanned braless tits.Ken and Walter turned right down the road from the lodge as we turned left. She turned down a trail I hadn't seen before, and parked the vehicle, in the solitude of that deserted, drizzly path."What's going on?" I asked."You like my tits?" she asked, as she turned to face me and started to unbutton her shirt. I felt my cock stiffen and she seemed to take notice. "I'll take that as a yes.""What are you doing, Vera?" I asked, knowing the answer."Let me tell you a little secret," she whispered as she slid off her shirt. "I watched your girlfriend perform oral sex on you this morning.""What are you talking about?" I asked."Well, I should say that I watched Walter, watching your girlfriend perform oral sex on you this morning. You know, on the floating dock." Vera unzipped her pants and flipped off her sandals. "He killed the motor and pulled out his cock as soon as she took off her bikini top. He didn't start stroking, though, until her head started bobbing up and down on your beautiful cock.""You saw all that?" I asked surprised."Oh yes!" She started pulling off her pants, and I helped her out of them. No underwear? No tan lines, either. There she sat, facing me in the driver's seat, as naked as the day she was born, but with a very blessed post-pubescent shapeliness; bedazzled with bling and a fantastic tan.As she seductively caressed her nipples, she continued;  "I grabbed another set of binoculars and watched for myself. It was a very, umm; motivating sight. What really got me going, though, was when you came in her mouth, and then she moved onto your friend."She was now pulling my clothes off. Her body was in better shape than most women half her age. My cock sprang out and hit her in the chin as she pulled my pants down. She reached for my cock with a jewelry-covered hand and began stroking it gently. She leaned over to kiss the head and then rub it along her cheeks. She continued to stroke me as she looked up."Weren't you jealous?" she asked in between kisses and licks on my shaft."No. It wasn't like that. We were all just friends goofing around and;" I stopped as she gently swallowed my cock. In one motion, my entire length was down her throat. She paused for a moment to let her stong tongue massage my hard shaft, and then slowly pulled her head back as if coming up for air."Just friends?" she asked, and then engulfed my cock again. This time, not quite all the way down her throat, but now she was actually sucking me off. She paused again."Well, things got a little out of control." I managed to say."You mean like this?" she said, just before twisting her head on my shaft each time she went down on me. She worked a hand around the base of my cock and twisted in the opposite direction, and then reached down with her other hand and began fingering her cunt. Seconds later she reached up to my mouth with those wet fingers, and asked me if I liked the way her fingers tasted. I licked her fingers, telling her she tasted nice, and she sucked harder. I told her that her cunt must taste even better.She slid her ass off the front bench seat and guided my shoulders down to the warm spot where her ass had been. I hooked an arm under her waist and pulled her cunt to my mouth, bringing her on top of me in a "69" position.Her cunt really did taste good. I'm not sure how some women manage that, but I found myself not wanting to take my mouth off of her. She sucked me to a full blasting orgasm, and; as expected; swallowed eagerly. She knelt up and on my face, grinding her cunt into my nose and mouth. A few minutes later she leaned against her driver's door and guided  me back up to a sitting position. She slumped down with her back and shoulders against the door, and spread her legs for me."You like it?" she asked shyly.For a 55 year-old cunt, it was not what I expected. The labia weren't stretched out at all, and her cunt hair was white and sorta long, but soft and straight. She kept it shaved on the sides (or maybe Walter had that honor), making it look like a Mohawk. I followed her cunt to her thighs, legs, calves, and pretty feet. She wore an ankle bracelet on one ankle. I moved on top of her and easily slid my cock into her."I'll take that as a yes,” she whispered and kissed me all over my face.I was worried that I might not be measuring up to her expectations, but I soon felt her cunt tighten around me. Her rhythm was a lot slower than Angie's or Sarah's, and I wasn't sure if I was doing anything for her. She was doing plenty for me, though; as her cunt continued to relax then tighten around my shaft with each thrust. Figuring there was no way I was going to get her pregnant, I quickened my pace and thrust harder and faster. She moaned and then clawed at my back as she felt me cum inside her. Her cunt tightened one more time and then something that felt like warm water gushed from her cunt."Oh shit," she cried. I thought she must have pissed on me. "That was just what I needed!" I looked down and what looked like watered-down jizz was all over my stomach."I'm a squirter," she smiled. Pulling a big beach towel from under my end of the bench seat. She gently wiped me dry; almost reverently fondling my semi-flaccid phallus. Then she wiped her crotch area."Sorry." She slid behind the wheel and started up the Suburban. "I guess we'd better go get your significant others, huh?" she smiled.I gave her directions to the parking area near the camper. She said she was very familiar with our particular campsite, so I relaxed. Vera was a site, as she drove the Suburban through the wooded campground; naked. I think I was hypnotized by her pendulous mammaries, because the next thing I noticed was her shutting the vehicle off. I scurried to redress."I don't know why you're bothering. They're probably going down on each other in there, anyway." Vera said. "We're just going to startle them, but maybe they'll let us join in." She smiled at me."Alright, Vera. For the emotional vulnerabilities of my teen girlfriend, you're going to have to put on your clothes, soaked or not." I informed her.She stepped out of the Suburban and began walking to the camper completely naked. It was probably an hour before sunset, but I could see her clearly. The contrast of her dark tan and Swedish white-blond hair was almost eerie.“Please, Vera.” I softly asked. “Help my woman get adjusted to this. Ken and Sarah have already shocked her sensibilities too much for one day.”The rain was barely a drizzle, and she got about halfway to the camper before she turned around."Oh, alright. There's nobody else out here, you know," she argued. I nodded and admired her tits as they swayed and bounced with each step as she walked back to the Suburban to get her clothes.She tied the bottom of her shirt around her waist, showing off an unusually well-toned six-pack. She could barely pull her pants up without falling over, and she decided to leave her expensive sandals in the vehicle. Her feet were old, but not unattractive. They weren't nearly as pretty as Sarah's, but almost as nice as Angie's.I decided to lead the way. Hoping to catch Angie and Sarah in a muff-diving session, I opened the door to the camper as quietly as possible. Unfortunately, Angie was still asleep on the bunk bed, and Sarah was back in the bedroom, naked and lying on her stomach with one hand between her legs."She hasn't been getting enough, huh?" Vera whispered. Her whisper startled Angie, who almost bumped her head as she sat up. Her bathrobe had come undone, and her tits were in plain view."Umm, Walter is going to like you, sweetheart." Vera said with a grin.Angie covered herself up. "Who is this?" she looked at me sternly."This is Vera, a friend we just met at the lodge. Her husband is Walter. They were on the boat that came by the floating dock this morning." I answered."Oh" Angie answered in a dream-like state. "Well, what's she doing here; and where's Ken?""Ken's on his way to her place with Walter. They were going to stop and get some food and drinks. We're going to go to their cabin until the weather gets better. Sound Okay to you?" I asked."Sounds good to me. The electricity went out again, right after you guys snuck out of here. I could use some air conditioning." Sarah joined in, putting the bathrobe back on and tying the terry cloth belt around her waist."Well, then. It's settled. Walter and I love to entertain guests, and you are such attractive couples." Vera added.I wasn't sure how long she would keep putting on the charade, but I was sure the girls knew Vera was a dirty ol' woman, rich or not.I went over everyone's names again, and Sarah and Angie started getting their clothes together. Most of our clothes were scattered around the campsite, so I picked up the cleanest clothes and put them in the Suburban, then put the rest of the muddy clothes in a garbage bag and threw them in the car. Angie put on a thin T-shirt and a bikini bottom while Sarah put on a bikini top and some denim cut-offs.We tried to clean up the campground as best we could, but knew we wouldn't be able to pick up everything before the next wave of rain.Angie couldn't help but notice Vera's tits as she walked around the campsite. "Are they real?" Angie asked Vera."Well, what do you think? Feel them." Vera said proudly, and untied her shirt.Sarah looked at Angie fondling Vera's tits, and walked over to feel them, too. Sarah caressed them from the bottom to the top, and then pinched one of Vera's nipples."Sarah, you are a naughty one, aren't you?" Vera said as she gently moved Sarah's hand away.

 Weekend Samplers: Part 3.A Trip to Walter & Vera's Lake house.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Ken and I tightened the moorings on the boat and decided the worst of the weather was over. We headed to the marina to find out the weather forecast, and it looked like it was going to rain the rest of the night, and into the morning. No campfire tonight.We grabbed a few six-packs and decided to check out the campground lodge. Ken's tow straps came in handy as we ended up helping the park staff clear the essential roads, on our way to the lodge. Twenty minutes of tugging and dodging felled trees later, we pulled up to the unusually crowded lodge. On an average weekend, you'd have trouble believing the lodge was open, but on this early night, even with the few campers that showed up yesterday, there were at least three families, a half dozen couples, and a church youth group.Heavy wind and rain didn't make camping in tents very fun, so most of the campers decided to head to the lodge to get out of the weather, enjoy some popcorn, and maybe catch a free movie. Herbie the Love Bug was playing on this particular evening.Mixed in the crowd, sitting in the back, were the older couple we met at the floating dock. The woman caught my eye, and apparently, I caught hers as she sprang up to greet me."I thought we might see you here!" she said happily. Her breath carried the smell of gin, which was almost expected, but her perfume smelled like something Angie wore whenever she wanted to get fucked. "I'm Vera," she held out her hand; "and this is my husband, Walter."I shook her hand and introduced Ken and myself. She bluntly asked if we were gay. After a little laughter, we explained that our "significant" others were taking a nap back in the camper. She asked if we were married, to which Ken reluctantly replied; "Just me.""Well, just because you're married doesn't mean you can't have any fun, right?" Walter asked."Oh, I still have fun. Sometimes more than I deserve. " Ken added.This last comment caused Vera to raise an eyebrow. She looked at me, then looked me over."How about you? Do you still have fun?" she asked. She had a disarming, flirtatious way of talking and moving. He body language was very provocative.“Yes we do.” I added. “There are some worn out women who would agree, if they weren't napping, just now.”Walter didn't appear to mind, or pay any attention to us. He was too busy looking at the female half of a young couple sitting across from us. The girl's bikini top was wet and probably cold by the look of her erect nipples."Yeah, I think I still have plenty of fun." I smiled and looked at Walter, trying to draw Vera's attention to his gaze."Plenty to go around?" Vera pursued. She moved closer to me and rubbed her cleavage onto my upper arm. She gently rested her hand on my ass, and pulled my hand onto hers. I instinctively gave her cheek a squeeze and was surprised at the firmness."Do you work out?" I asked."Once a day. Sometimes twice if I have a little extra energy" she smiled. She stepped away and gave a little turn like a runway model at the end of the runway. "What do you think?" she asked."I think whatever you're doing is working very well for you. Your husband must be very happy." I added."Walter?" she balked. "He's happy, alright, as long as I keep letting him jerk off to the likes of little miss nipples over there."I wasn't sure if I was playing into her hands or she was playing into mine, but I think we were thinking along the same lines. I looked her over and noticed she had done a very good job of maintaining a dark tan without letting her skin turn to leather. Her body was as firm and tight as a Dallas Cowboy's Cheerleader, but her face gave her age away, especially when she smiled, which unfortunately, was quite often."How old do you think I am?" she asked."I don't know, and it wouldn't be polite for me to guess." I said, trying to avoid a conflict."You're polite enough to grab my ass in front of my husband, so you can be polite enough to guess," she said without smiling.She had sharp wits and a very assertive nature."I don't know. Forty-five?” I asked.  “Fifty?""Ha!" she laughed. "I turn fifty-five this weekend. Not bad, for a Swedish gal, huh?""No,” I answered. "Not bad at all. Well, happy birthday!" She walked back to her husband to pull him into the conversation.It wasn't until she turned her back to me that I realized what great shape she was really in. From the back, she could have been one of Angie's friends from college. Her blond-white hair aside, the rest of her looked like she could be in her mid-twenties. She wore a linen shirt tied around the waist, khaki Capri pants, and very sexy sandals. Her calves bulged as she stepped away. Her feet were perfectly maintained, and she might have had work done to remove spider veins from her ankles and calves because they also looked picture-perfect.Her legs were toned like a gymnast, and her stomach was as flat as Angie's. Her breasts looked bigger than a C cup, but not quite as full as Sarah's. She turned back toward Ken and me, and we watched as her breasts bounced freely under her shirt. If they were fake, she really got her money's worth. Her arms were toned, and her wrists were covered in jewelry. She was probably quite rich, obviously pampered, unfortunately high-maintenance, but also extremely hot."I have a proposition for you," she whispered in my ear."We have a cabin not far from here. One of several properties Walter bought after he retired. It's nice, but it's too big for the two of us, with 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms, indoor Jacuzzi...""What about our significant others?" I interrupted."Silly, they're invited, too," she hushed. "It would be a lot nicer than spending the rest of the weekend cooped up in a camper, don't you think? Not much privacy, is there?"I explained that “Angie and I were originally sleeping in a tent, but the wind blew most of our gear away, and the camper became a nice alternative. The thought of sleeping on a real bed sounds good, though.”I talked to Ken about it briefly, and he gave the typical "Have to clear it with Sarah" answer."I tell you what," Vera continued. "You can ride with me back to your campground to get your girlfriends, or wives, or whatever. Ken can ride with Walter to clean the place up a bit."Ken looked a little disappointed, but she assured him we wouldn't be far behind. We finished our popcorn and headed outside into a light rain shower."Damn this rain," Vera said under her breath. She didn't seem to be afraid of the water, though. She got into her huge luxury Suburban and as she leaned over to unlock the passenger door, I could see that her shirt was soaked and her nipples were practically poking through. She caught me staring and smiled. Then I noticed she has power locks on her door panel. She just wanted me to admire the pendulous sway of her tanned braless tits.Ken and Walter turned right down the road from the lodge as we turned left. She turned down a trail I hadn't seen before, and parked the vehicle, in the solitude of that deserted, drizzly path."What's going on?" I asked."You like my tits?" she asked, as she turned to face me and started to unbutton her shirt. I felt my cock stiffen and she seemed to take notice. "I'll take that as a yes.""What are you doing, Vera?" I asked, knowing the answer."Let me tell you a little secret," she whispered as she slid off her shirt. "I watched your girlfriend perform oral sex on you this morning.""What are you talking about?" I asked."Well, I should say that I watched Walter, watching your girlfriend perform oral sex on you this morning. You know, on the floating dock." Vera unzipped her pants and flipped off her sandals. "He killed the motor and pulled out his cock as soon as she took off her bikini top. He didn't start stroking, though, until her head started bobbing up and down on your beautiful cock.""You saw all that?" I asked surprised."Oh yes!" She started pulling off her pants, and I helped her out of them. No underwear? No tan lines, either. There she sat, facing me in the driver's seat, as naked as the day she was born, but with a very blessed post-pubescent shapeliness; bedazzled with bling and a fantastic tan.As she seductively caressed her nipples, she continued;  "I grabbed another set of binoculars and watched for myself. It was a very, umm; motivating sight. What really got me going, though, was when you came in her mouth, and then she moved onto your friend."She was now pulling my clothes off. Her body was in better shape than most women half her age. My cock sprang out and hit her in the chin as she pulled my pants down. She reached for my cock with a jewelry-covered hand and began stroking it gently. She leaned over to kiss the head and then rub it along her cheeks. She continued to stroke me as she looked up."Weren't you jealous?" she asked in between kisses and licks on my shaft."No. It wasn't like that. We were all just friends goofing around and;" I stopped as she gently swallowed my cock. In one motion, my entire length was down her throat. She paused for a moment to let her stong tongue massage my hard shaft, and then slowly pulled her head back as if coming up for air."Just friends?" she asked, and then engulfed my cock again. This time, not quite all the way down her throat, but now she was actually sucking me off. She paused again."Well, things got a little out of control." I managed to say."You mean like this?" she said, just before twisting her head on my shaft each time she went down on me. She worked a hand around the base of my cock and twisted in the opposite direction, and then reached down with her other hand and began fingering her cunt. Seconds later she reached up to my mouth with those wet fingers, and asked me if I liked the way her fingers tasted. I licked her fingers, telling her she tasted nice, and she sucked harder. I told her that her cunt must taste even better.She slid her ass off the front bench seat and guided my shoulders down to the warm spot where her ass had been. I hooked an arm under her waist and pulled her cunt to my mouth, bringing her on top of me in a "69" position.Her cunt really did taste good. I'm not sure how some women manage that, but I found myself not wanting to take my mouth off of her. She sucked me to a full blasting orgasm, and; as expected; swallowed eagerly. She knelt up and on my face, grinding her cunt into my nose and mouth. A few minutes later she leaned against her driver's door and guided  me back up to a sitting position. She slumped down with her back and shoulders against the door, and spread her legs for me."You like it?" she asked shyly.For a 55 year-old cunt, it was not what I expected. The labia weren't stretched out at all, and her cunt hair was white and sorta long, but soft and straight. She kept it shaved on the sides (or maybe Walter had that honor), making it look like a Mohawk. I followed her cunt to her thighs, legs, calves, and pretty feet. She wore an ankle bracelet on one ankle. I moved on top of her and easily slid my cock into her."I'll take that as a yes,” she whispered and kissed me all over my face.I was worried that I might not be measuring up to her expectations, but I soon felt her cunt tighten around me. Her rhythm was a lot slower than Angie's or Sarah's, and I wasn't sure if I was doing anything for her. She was doing plenty for me, though; as her cunt continued to relax then tighten around my shaft with each thrust. Figuring there was no way I was going to get her pregnant, I quickened my pace and thrust harder and faster. She moaned and then clawed at my back as she felt me cum inside her. Her cunt tightened one more time and then something that felt like warm water gushed from her cunt."Oh shit," she cried. I thought she must have pissed on me. "That was just what I needed!" I looked down and what looked like watered-down jizz was all over my stomach."I'm a squirter," she smiled. Pulling a big beach towel from under my end of the bench seat. She gently wiped me dry; almost reverently fondling my semi-flaccid phallus. Then she wiped her crotch area."Sorry." She slid behind the wheel and started up the Suburban. "I guess we'd better go get your significant others, huh?" she smiled.I gave her directions to the parking area near the camper. She said she was very familiar with our particular campsite, so I relaxed. Vera was a site, as she drove the Suburban through the wooded campground; naked. I think I was hypnotized by her pendulous mammaries, because the next thing I noticed was her shutting the vehicle off. I scurried to redress."I don't know why you're bothering. They're probably going down on each other in there, anyway." Vera said. "We're just going to startle them, but maybe they'll let us join in." She smiled at me."Alright, Vera. For the emotional vulnerabilities of my teen girlfriend, you're going to have to put on your clothes, soaked or not." I informed her.She stepped out of the Suburban and began walking to the camper completely naked. It was probably an hour before sunset, but I could see her clearly. The contrast of her dark tan and Swedish white-blond hair was almost eerie.“Please, Vera.” I softly asked. “Help my woman get adjusted to this. Ken and Sarah have already shocked her sensibilities too much for one day.”The rain was barely a drizzle, and she got about halfway to the camper before she turned around."Oh, alright. There's nobody else out here, you know," she argued. I nodded and admired her tits as they swayed and bounced with each step as she walked back to the Suburban to get her clothes.She tied the bottom of her shirt around her waist, showing off an unusually well-toned six-pack. She could barely pull her pants up without falling over, and she decided to leave her expensive sandals in the vehicle. Her feet were old, but not unattractive. They weren't nearly as pretty as Sarah's, but almost as nice as Angie's.I decided to lead the way. Hoping to catch Angie and Sarah in a muff-diving session, I opened the door to the camper as quietly as possible. Unfortunately, Angie was still asleep on the bunk bed, and Sarah was back in the bedroom, naked and lying on her stomach with one hand between her legs."She hasn't been getting enough, huh?" Vera whispered. Her whisper startled Angie, who almost bumped her head as she sat up. Her bathrobe had come undone, and her tits were in plain view."Umm, Walter is going to like you, sweetheart." Vera said with a grin.Angie covered herself up. "Who is this?" she looked at me sternly."This is Vera, a friend we just met at the lodge. Her husband is Walter. They were on the boat that came by the floating dock this morning." I answered."Oh" Angie answered in a dream-like state. "Well, what's she doing here; and where's Ken?""Ken's on his way to her place with Walter. They were going to stop and get some food and drinks. We're going to go to their cabin until the weather gets better. Sound Okay to you?" I asked."Sounds good to me. The electricity went out again, right after you guys snuck out of here. I could use some air conditioning." Sarah joined in, putting the bathrobe back on and tying the terry cloth belt around her waist."Well, then. It's settled. Walter and I love to entertain guests, and you are such attractive couples." Vera added.I wasn't sure how long she would keep putting on the charade, but I was sure the girls knew Vera was a dirty ol' woman, rich or not.I went over everyone's names again, and Sarah and Angie started getting their clothes together. Most of our clothes were scattered around the campsite, so I picked up the cleanest clothes and put them in the Suburban, then put the rest of the muddy clothes in a garbage bag and threw them in the car. Angie put on a thin T-shirt and a bikini bottom while Sarah put on a bikini top and some denim cut-offs.We tried to clean up the campground as best we could, but knew we wouldn't be able to pick up everything before the next wave of rain.Angie couldn't help but notice Vera's tits as she walked around the campsite. "Are they real?" Angie asked Vera."Well, what do you think? Feel them." Vera said proudly, and untied her shirt.Sarah looked at Angie fondling Vera's tits, and walked over to feel them, too. Sarah caressed them from the bottom to the top, and then pinched one of Vera's nipples."Sarah, you are a naughty one, aren't you?" Vera said as she gently moved Sarah's hand away.

 Weekend Samplers: Part 2.Angie claims her just rights to Ken.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Angie finished giving me a very public blowjob in the middle of the lake, With Sarah and Ken just a few feet away, on that floating dock platform. Perhaps others were also watching, with high-power lenses?Ken applauded with whistles and clapping his hands while Sarah just looked at me and smiled. Angie was fingering her cunt while she gave me one of the best blowjobs of my life. Ken hopped onto the floating dock and dropped his shorts. He looked to Sarah with hope in his eyes, but Sarah just put her arms behind her head and laid back down. Ken directed his attention to Angie and me and began jerking off in front of us.I came sooner than I expected; and Angie, for the second time ever, swallowed everything. She looked at Ken jerking off and got up off her knees."No need for that, Ken" Angie said as she walked over to Ken. Sarah sat back up to see what was going on. Angie got on her knees in front of Ken and looked at Sarah and me."Objections? We're all friends, after all, right?" Angie said with a cum-covered smile."If it makes you happy, go for it" I answered. Angie looked at Sarah, almost as if she hoped she would stop her, but Sarah just smiled at her. Ken looked at me to make sure I was okay with it, and I just nodded to him.Angie looked pissed. When she put his short cock in her mouth, Ken winced as Angie let her teeth come down a little harder than expected. Was that a retribution for Ken's role in setting up her boyfriend with the buxom bimbo in camp? Within a minute, though, she changed her attitude as Ken's cock got wider and wider. Angie was trying to deep-throat Ken the same way she deep-throated me, but his cock curved up so sharply, she kept gagging. Cocks that curl up need to throated upside-down.Ken pulled away from her and suggested they try a different position. Angie, somewhat frustrated, agreed. When she saw Ken lay on his back, she stood up and stepped out of her bikini bottoms. She lay on top of him, never looking up at Sarah or me. In a perfect "69", Angie was able to straddle over him and get more of Ken's cock down her throat, and Ken was able to lick Angie's beautifully trimmed cunt. I had a perfect view of Angie's ass, and it was a great sight. Tan lines definitely worked for Angie.In the heat of the moment, Angie orgasmed, letting out a little cunt fart in Ken's face. Ken chuckled, embarrassing Angie. She hopped off of Ken and grabbed her bikini bottom, then hopped in the boat and put the rest of her clothes on. Ken, left high and dry again, shook his head, got up, pulled on his shorts and jumped back in the water."Guess that leaves you and me, huh?" Sarah asked me.Before I could answer, I noticed a big fancy boat approaching from the other side of the lake.As the stranger's boat approached, I realized my shorts were still around my ankles and my hard-on had not gone away. I quickly pulled up my shorts and hopped in the boat beside Angie. Ken swam around to the back of his boat and climbed the ladder. Sarah, completely nude, wrapped a towel around her, and carefully stepped into the boat and sat across from me with her back to the strangers. She lifted one leg, letting the towel separate from around her waist and exposing her perfectly hairless cunt. Angie looked at her in disgust."What? I need to make the most of the sun this morning. Don't be afraid, Angie. It won't bite. In fact, if you pet mine, I'll pet yours. What d'ya say?" Sarah asked jokingly.Angie looked away and pouted. Her nipples wanted to poke through her bikini top and T-shirt again. The little sun she had already absorbed made her legs look incredible. Her whole body was a thing of beauty and the memory of Ken's short but fat cock filling her mouth made my cock start to swell. I imagined Ken's fat cock filling Angie's cunt, and her moaning from never having had anything that wide inside her. Imagine a glass beer bottle, but only half the height. That's still a narrower girth than Ken's French cock.I could see how Ken could get off listening to me fuck his wife all night. I was starting to think Ken might be on to something. It was probably just a phase, but now  I really wanted to see Angie get fucked by Ken. Maybe it was just my guilt for fucking Sarah? Maybe Ken and I would both end up fucking my Angie at the same time? I caught myself reaching for my cock as I heard the sound of a coiled rope landing on the floating dock.The other boat pulled up to the floating dock and an older gentleman stepped out. His female companion, tanned almost to the point of Late-summer perfection, stepped up from below waiving a jewelry-covered arm and hand."Leaving so soon? We just got here." The man called to us. "You should stay out as long as you can. There's a storm headed this way that looks like it'll make the rest of the weekend pretty wet."Angie knew all about being pretty wet, but she wasn't in a very good mood at the moment."I think my girlfriend is feeling a little sick, so we're going to head back to shore,” I answered."Maybe it was something she ate?" the cheeky woman said with a grin."Maybe,” I smiled back, realizing the woman was staring at the bulge in my shorts. Had they been watching us all morning? What was she, 54? 55? As she stepped onto the dock, it was apparent that this woman still worked out and maintained the body of a 30 year old. Good for her; and for him. I determined that; given the chance; even I would be willing to fuck her.Ken started up the boat and we all waved goodbye as we headed back to the campground marina where Ken kept his boat. Ken barely had enough time to secure the boat when the sky started to get dark.The rain was about to be coming down, then coming down harder, and the wind would howl around the campground. Folding chairs and chez lounges were undoubtedly going to be tumbling through the woods.What had started out as a peaceful morning on the lake would quickly turn wild. Angie, my girlfriend-at-the-time, in an act of jealousy (or competition), blew one of my best friends right in front of me and his wife. Angie got more than she bargained for, as she soon found my friend's cock to be a few inches shorter, but almost three times the girth of my own throbbing member.I'm not sure if it was because I was younger, in better shape, or not quite as thick-cocked as her husband, but Sarah really seemed to enjoy it when I fucked her. Her husband, Ken, seemed to enjoy the sounds, too."Looks like this might be a good one. You guys might want to pack up your tent and stay in our camper tonight,” Ken said without any hidden agenda.Angie didn't answer. Ken felt bad for Angie and I could tell he wanted to give her a hug in a friendly way, but figured it was too soon to do anything physical with her.By the time we made it back to the campground, the rain was coming down hard. Thanks to Angie leaving our tent flap unzipped, all of the clothes inside were soaked. I rolled up the tent and its contents, grabbed Angie, and ran to the camper.Angie and I were both soaked. Ken had just finished a quick shower when we stepped in, and was in the process of finding a dry pair of shorts. Sarah handed him a towel and told him to save the shorts for later."We have plenty of towels, Ken, but, you forgot to pack plenty of shorts." Sarah half-heartedly complained. Sarah looked at Angie and me; "You two should take a shower and get out of those wet clothes." There was a moment of hesitation.  Angie froze."What's the big deal?” Sarah dismiss the shyness.”We've seen each other naked, now, so just go take a shower."Angie looked at me with puppy-dog eyes and I told her she could go first. Within a few minutes of her jumping in the shower, though, I decided to go in and try to smooth things over.Angie jumped when I got into the small shower with her. I gave her a hug and kiss, then held her close from behind. I wasn't sure what to say and was relieved when she decided to speak first."Are you mad at me?" Angie asked. I shook my head "no". "Are you disappointed in me?" Angie asked. I shook my head "no" again."Are we okay?" I asked her. She nodded "yes", then turned and kissed me some more. We kissed for a few more minutes and then decided to actually try to clean each other up. I soaped her back, her ass, and her legs and within minutes had a full erection. Before I could do anything with it, she turned me around and soaped my back, ass, and legs. As she was working her way back up to my shoulders, she paused momentarily, and then continued washing me.We rinsed off and called for Sarah to bring us two more towels. Sarah gave Angie a short terry cloth bathrobe that barely covered her ass, and gave me a towel that barely reached around my waist. Velcro held the towel in place, but I could tell I wouldn't be able to conceal my erection.Sarah dropped the towel she had been wearing since coming back from the boat ride and stepped into the shower. Ken turned on the portable television. Ken had done a great job of stocking the coolers with beer and food, so there was no chance we were going to starve. He offered Angie and me a beer, which I accepted for both of us. Angie was slipping into a weird mood again, and I couldn't figure out why. I thought we smoothed things out while we were in the shower.  Angie finished the beer quickly, and grabbed another. The local news was giving a weather update: A steady line of thunder storms for the next 12 to 24 hours."That's fucking great!" Angie whined."I couldn't have said it better myself,” Sarah replied, stepping out of the shower. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and she opted to not cover herself. Angie looked at Sarah's full breasts, almost envious. Occasionally, I could see Angie stretching her neck just a little to get a glimpse of Sarah's hairless cunt.Sarah pretended to be looking for this or that, or reaching for something; bending over each time to give us an incredible view of her ass. Sarah was having fun again, but Angie tried to appear as if she wasn't amused. What Angie was doing, was finishing her 3rd beer of the day, and it was barely mid afternoon.We were seated on two cushion bench seats, which doubled as bunks, and a rectangular dining table was between the two benches. The table could also drop down to span the gap between the two benches, creating a kingsize bed.My cock slid out from under the skimpy towel. I slid the towel around my waist so my bare ass was exposed, but my cock was somewhat covered.Sarah looked at me and said; "Don't bother covering it up. Last I checked, Angie sucked Ken's cock in front of everybody. I think I owe you a blowjob, don't I?" Sarah asked.Ken already had opened his towel and was stroking his fat cock; which seemed to be a little fatter and longer than I had remembered.Sarah sat down next to Angie, put her hand on Angie's knee, and whispered into Angie's ear; "Sweetheart, if you didn't want me to blow your boyfriend, why did you blow my husband?"Angie pushed Sarah's hand aside and moved out of the seat, standing next to Ken. Her eyes opened wide when she got a full view of the size of Ken's unusually fat cock. It was probably only 5 inches long, but it was at least as thick as a Coke can, at the base. It gradually began curving up to a thin tipped head. She stood up and let the tiny terrycloth bathrobe fall to the floor. Her nipples were hard and erect, and the white triangles of her tits and above her cunt made her dark tan even more attractive to me."Ken,” Angie said in a tipsy sort of way; "As long as we're keeping score, I think I owe you a fuck, don't I?" She looked at Sarah; "If you don't want me to fuck your husband, why did you fuck my boyfriend?" she asked, stepping backward as if she was going to sit on Ken's lap, on the bench-bed.Sarah's nails were a little longer than Angie's. Was it possible she left some scratches on my back from the night before? Were we so loud that we woke up Angie?Before I had the chance to say anything, Angie had found a seat, and the head of Ken's cock was already in Angie's cunt. Ken pulled her legs up and back, giving Sarah and me a fantastic view of his fat cock inching its way up her cunt. For his size, Ken was very strong and had no problem lifting and lowering Angie onto his lap, in a smooth rocking motion.Ken's torso was almost completely motionless as he raised and lowered her. With every rise and fall, she gasped as she let a little more of my friend inside her. Angie spread her legs a little further and found a foothold on the edge of a bunk bed and the table, relieving him of the control of her rocking on his cock.Angie moved Ken's hands from under her legs and ass, to her tits. She looked at Sarah and me, and then lowered herself even further onto Ken's thick cock.Sarah looked 10 years younger with her hair in a ponytail, but I think the real reason was to keep her hair out of the way for what she was about to do next.Sarah pushed me back on the other bench across from Ken, and straddled on my lap. She kissed me long and hard, making my cock grow instantly. She pushed her tits into my mouth, running her fingers through my hair. She must have known I was getting close, so she pushed me back down on the bench. She shoved my legs back and rubbed her nose into my balls. After a few flicks of her tongue on my asshole, she licked my cock from base to tip and then swallowed its entire length all at once.Ken only had about half his cock up Angie's cunt, but that was apparently enough for him as he let out a groan and shot his load inside her. Angie kept moving up and down on him, continuing to give us an incredible view of her very stretched out, cum-filled cunt.Frantic, and somewhat frustrated Angie tried quickening the pace, but Ken's hard-on was quickly deflating. She hopped off his lap and turned to face him. She wasn't attracted to Ken, but she was definitely attracted to his cock. She knelt between his legs and tugged at his cock as best she could. Occasionally, she'd pop the head of his cock in her mouth and swirl her tongue around, but he was slow to regain his erection. As she panted and grunted, she would tighten her stomach muscles, forcing small gushes of Ken's cum from her cunt.Sarah was expertly blowing me and continued to suck and lick until I ejaculated on her cheek, on her nose, and down her throat. She knew it was a matter of seconds before my cock would be ready to fuck again, and patiently continued to coax another hard-on.The scores were now settled. Sarah claimed her right to blow me, and Angie claimed her right to fuck Ken.Did it end there? No one wanted it to end, so things accelerated. As soon as I was hard again, Sarah pushed me back onto the bunk bed and got on top of me. She lifted one knee to give Angie a clear view as she guided my cock into her hairless cunt, and then took all of my length inside her in one swift motion. I grabbed Sarah's ass cheeks and guided her up and down, impaling her on my cock. She grabbed my hands and guided my fingers to her asshole. I spread her ass cheeks farther, giving Angie and Ken a view of Sarah's open anus.Ken's gaze went from Angie, to his wife's asshole, back to Angie. It probably wasn't until this time that he realized I had fucked his wife up the ass the night before. His cock was beginning to thicken again and Angie pushed him back in much the same way that Sarah pushed me. Angie crawled on top of him, lifting a knee as Sarah did, to give us a view of her attempt to get Ken's fat cock back in her drenched cunt. She leaned forward, resting her head on Ken's chest. Ken thought she was being affectionate, but she had to use both hands to hold his thick shaft as she guided his cock into her sopping wet cunt. When she had about half of his cock inside her, she sat up and put his hands on her tits.She bounced up and down on his cock, but she couldn't get more than about 3 inches inside her. She was tight to begin with, so Ken was undoubtedly having the time of his life. He took his hands off her tits and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her onto his cock as I had done to his wife. Her hands found his and guided them toward the crack of her ass. Angie looked over her shoulder, watching as I fucked Sarah. She continued to look at us as she used Ken's hands to pull her cheeks apart. Her asshole opened wide as she tried to get more of his unbelievably fat cock inside her cunt.Sarah and I were definitely enjoying the show. Sarah's asshole dilated and contracted several times as I filled her cunt with cum. We French kissed and hugged while she stroked my cock to another erection.Angie's cunt looked about as stretched as a cunt could be without having given birth. Ken licked two fingers and slid them in her asshole. He was working them in and out of her while she continued to bounce on his cock. More and more of his cock disappeared inside her until she finally let out a yelp as Ken's cock impaled her cervix. Her tits glistened with sweat as her chest rose and fell with her heavy breaths. She fell forward and kissed Ken's hairy chest and nipples. Her ass cheeks shook as she enjoyed several waves of orgasm. The sight of her tanned, slender, 18 year-old frame resting on Ken's short, chubby, hairy body was like something out of a fairytale.Sarah, not one to leave "well-enough" alone, positioned me so I was sitting directly across from Angie and Ken. As she got up to fold the table between the bunk beds out of the way, cum dribbled down her leg.The smell of sex filled the camper. Thunder boomed in the distance, and the wind and rain continued to batter the campground.Angie got more than she bargained for, as she soon found my friend's cock to be a few inches shorter, but almost three times the girth of my own throbbing member.I'm not sure if it was because I was younger, in better shape, or not quite as thick-cocked as her husband, but Sarah really seemed to enjoy it when I fucked her. Her husband, Ken, seemed to enjoy watching us, too.Angie had practically passed out while lying on Ken's belly. Ken's cum was oozing from her stretched cunt. Ken had watched as his wife bounced on my cock only moments before, and our performance, coupled with Angie's 18-year-old cunt bouncing on his fat cock, must have given him the time of his life. He had wanted this weekend to be all about pleasing his wife, Sarah, but it was starting to look like he was getting the better end of the deal; although I wasn't complaining. I had fucked his wife the previous night and well into the morning, and it was starting to look like we were in for more of the same.Sarah moved the table out of the way, and slid the seat cushions of the camper so they were together on the floor. I sat across from Ken and Angie so they would have a clear, unobstructed view of whatever Sarah was going to do with me next.There was a sharp crack of lightning, and the power to the camper went out. Sarah stepped away to open a few of the windows, and then lit a fragrance candle to shed a little more light on us.Sarah disappeared into the bedroom at the other end of the camper and rustled through a few drawers under the bed. She came out moments later with a large, unused tube of K Y jelly.Sarah practically skipped back to the bunk bed end of the camper and gave me a big, toothy smile.She walked over to Angie, who was on her stomach, and kissed her shoulder very lightly. Angie lifted her head to see who was kissing her, and Sarah gently moved her hair off her forehead and kissed her on the mouth. Angie kissed her back, and their tongues swirled for a few seconds as Sarah's hand found the crack of Angie's ass.Sarah slid three fingers into Angie's wet cunt and pushed Angie's face back into Ken's hairy chest. Angie arched her back as Sarah slid her thumb into her asshole. Sarah bent over and lightly bit Angie's ass cheeks, leaving little bite marks on her tan-lined ass. She worked her fingers in and out of Angie's cunt, pulling out little puddles of Ken's cum as she slid her fingers deeper and deeper.Sarah moved between Angie's legs (and Ken's) and spread them as far as they could go. She dropped to her knees and gently blew on Angie's wet cunt. She moved closer and closer, until her nose was nestled into Angie's asshole and her long tongue was firmly on Angie's clit. Angie let out a moan as Sarah demonstrated her expert cunt-eating skills. As Angie was on the brink of orgasm, Sarah looked back at me."Squirt some of the K Y in my ass. It's still a little sore from last night, but I think I can handle some more." She said with a wink."Angie, you don't mind if your boyfriend puts his cock in my ass while I get you off, do you?" Sarah asked."What?" Angie almost objected. She looked exhausted, but she still had enough energy to enjoy having her cunt licked. "I don't care, just don't stop doing whatever you're doing!" Angie cried. Drunk and horny; Angie was helpless.

 Weekend Samplers: Part 2.Angie claims her just rights to Ken.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Angie finished giving me a very public blowjob in the middle of the lake, With Sarah and Ken just a few feet away, on that floating dock platform. Perhaps others were also watching, with high-power lenses?Ken applauded with whistles and clapping his hands while Sarah just looked at me and smiled. Angie was fingering her cunt while she gave me one of the best blowjobs of my life. Ken hopped onto the floating dock and dropped his shorts. He looked to Sarah with hope in his eyes, but Sarah just put her arms behind her head and laid back down. Ken directed his attention to Angie and me and began jerking off in front of us.I came sooner than I expected; and Angie, for the second time ever, swallowed everything. She looked at Ken jerking off and got up off her knees."No need for that, Ken" Angie said as she walked over to Ken. Sarah sat back up to see what was going on. Angie got on her knees in front of Ken and looked at Sarah and me."Objections? We're all friends, after all, right?" Angie said with a cum-covered smile."If it makes you happy, go for it" I answered. Angie looked at Sarah, almost as if she hoped she would stop her, but Sarah just smiled at her. Ken looked at me to make sure I was okay with it, and I just nodded to him.Angie looked pissed. When she put his short cock in her mouth, Ken winced as Angie let her teeth come down a little harder than expected. Was that a retribution for Ken's role in setting up her boyfriend with the buxom bimbo in camp? Within a minute, though, she changed her attitude as Ken's cock got wider and wider. Angie was trying to deep-throat Ken the same way she deep-throated me, but his cock curved up so sharply, she kept gagging. Cocks that curl up need to throated upside-down.Ken pulled away from her and suggested they try a different position. Angie, somewhat frustrated, agreed. When she saw Ken lay on his back, she stood up and stepped out of her bikini bottoms. She lay on top of him, never looking up at Sarah or me. In a perfect "69", Angie was able to straddle over him and get more of Ken's cock down her throat, and Ken was able to lick Angie's beautifully trimmed cunt. I had a perfect view of Angie's ass, and it was a great sight. Tan lines definitely worked for Angie.In the heat of the moment, Angie orgasmed, letting out a little cunt fart in Ken's face. Ken chuckled, embarrassing Angie. She hopped off of Ken and grabbed her bikini bottom, then hopped in the boat and put the rest of her clothes on. Ken, left high and dry again, shook his head, got up, pulled on his shorts and jumped back in the water."Guess that leaves you and me, huh?" Sarah asked me.Before I could answer, I noticed a big fancy boat approaching from the other side of the lake.As the stranger's boat approached, I realized my shorts were still around my ankles and my hard-on had not gone away. I quickly pulled up my shorts and hopped in the boat beside Angie. Ken swam around to the back of his boat and climbed the ladder. Sarah, completely nude, wrapped a towel around her, and carefully stepped into the boat and sat across from me with her back to the strangers. She lifted one leg, letting the towel separate from around her waist and exposing her perfectly hairless cunt. Angie looked at her in disgust."What? I need to make the most of the sun this morning. Don't be afraid, Angie. It won't bite. In fact, if you pet mine, I'll pet yours. What d'ya say?" Sarah asked jokingly.Angie looked away and pouted. Her nipples wanted to poke through her bikini top and T-shirt again. The little sun she had already absorbed made her legs look incredible. Her whole body was a thing of beauty and the memory of Ken's short but fat cock filling her mouth made my cock start to swell. I imagined Ken's fat cock filling Angie's cunt, and her moaning from never having had anything that wide inside her. Imagine a glass beer bottle, but only half the height. That's still a narrower girth than Ken's French cock.I could see how Ken could get off listening to me fuck his wife all night. I was starting to think Ken might be on to something. It was probably just a phase, but now  I really wanted to see Angie get fucked by Ken. Maybe it was just my guilt for fucking Sarah? Maybe Ken and I would both end up fucking my Angie at the same time? I caught myself reaching for my cock as I heard the sound of a coiled rope landing on the floating dock.The other boat pulled up to the floating dock and an older gentleman stepped out. His female companion, tanned almost to the point of Late-summer perfection, stepped up from below waiving a jewelry-covered arm and hand."Leaving so soon? We just got here." The man called to us. "You should stay out as long as you can. There's a storm headed this way that looks like it'll make the rest of the weekend pretty wet."Angie knew all about being pretty wet, but she wasn't in a very good mood at the moment."I think my girlfriend is feeling a little sick, so we're going to head back to shore,” I answered."Maybe it was something she ate?" the cheeky woman said with a grin."Maybe,” I smiled back, realizing the woman was staring at the bulge in my shorts. Had they been watching us all morning? What was she, 54? 55? As she stepped onto the dock, it was apparent that this woman still worked out and maintained the body of a 30 year old. Good for her; and for him. I determined that; given the chance; even I would be willing to fuck her.Ken started up the boat and we all waved goodbye as we headed back to the campground marina where Ken kept his boat. Ken barely had enough time to secure the boat when the sky started to get dark.The rain was about to be coming down, then coming down harder, and the wind would howl around the campground. Folding chairs and chez lounges were undoubtedly going to be tumbling through the woods.What had started out as a peaceful morning on the lake would quickly turn wild. Angie, my girlfriend-at-the-time, in an act of jealousy (or competition), blew one of my best friends right in front of me and his wife. Angie got more than she bargained for, as she soon found my friend's cock to be a few inches shorter, but almost three times the girth of my own throbbing member.I'm not sure if it was because I was younger, in better shape, or not quite as thick-cocked as her husband, but Sarah really seemed to enjoy it when I fucked her. Her husband, Ken, seemed to enjoy the sounds, too."Looks like this might be a good one. You guys might want to pack up your tent and stay in our camper tonight,” Ken said without any hidden agenda.Angie didn't answer. Ken felt bad for Angie and I could tell he wanted to give her a hug in a friendly way, but figured it was too soon to do anything physical with her.By the time we made it back to the campground, the rain was coming down hard. Thanks to Angie leaving our tent flap unzipped, all of the clothes inside were soaked. I rolled up the tent and its contents, grabbed Angie, and ran to the camper.Angie and I were both soaked. Ken had just finished a quick shower when we stepped in, and was in the process of finding a dry pair of shorts. Sarah handed him a towel and told him to save the shorts for later."We have plenty of towels, Ken, but, you forgot to pack plenty of shorts." Sarah half-heartedly complained. Sarah looked at Angie and me; "You two should take a shower and get out of those wet clothes." There was a moment of hesitation.  Angie froze."What's the big deal?” Sarah dismiss the shyness.”We've seen each other naked, now, so just go take a shower."Angie looked at me with puppy-dog eyes and I told her she could go first. Within a few minutes of her jumping in the shower, though, I decided to go in and try to smooth things over.Angie jumped when I got into the small shower with her. I gave her a hug and kiss, then held her close from behind. I wasn't sure what to say and was relieved when she decided to speak first."Are you mad at me?" Angie asked. I shook my head "no". "Are you disappointed in me?" Angie asked. I shook my head "no" again."Are we okay?" I asked her. She nodded "yes", then turned and kissed me some more. We kissed for a few more minutes and then decided to actually try to clean each other up. I soaped her back, her ass, and her legs and within minutes had a full erection. Before I could do anything with it, she turned me around and soaped my back, ass, and legs. As she was working her way back up to my shoulders, she paused momentarily, and then continued washing me.We rinsed off and called for Sarah to bring us two more towels. Sarah gave Angie a short terry cloth bathrobe that barely covered her ass, and gave me a towel that barely reached around my waist. Velcro held the towel in place, but I could tell I wouldn't be able to conceal my erection.Sarah dropped the towel she had been wearing since coming back from the boat ride and stepped into the shower. Ken turned on the portable television. Ken had done a great job of stocking the coolers with beer and food, so there was no chance we were going to starve. He offered Angie and me a beer, which I accepted for both of us. Angie was slipping into a weird mood again, and I couldn't figure out why. I thought we smoothed things out while we were in the shower.  Angie finished the beer quickly, and grabbed another. The local news was giving a weather update: A steady line of thunder storms for the next 12 to 24 hours."That's fucking great!" Angie whined."I couldn't have said it better myself,” Sarah replied, stepping out of the shower. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and she opted to not cover herself. Angie looked at Sarah's full breasts, almost envious. Occasionally, I could see Angie stretching her neck just a little to get a glimpse of Sarah's hairless cunt.Sarah pretended to be looking for this or that, or reaching for something; bending over each time to give us an incredible view of her ass. Sarah was having fun again, but Angie tried to appear as if she wasn't amused. What Angie was doing, was finishing her 3rd beer of the day, and it was barely mid afternoon.We were seated on two cushion bench seats, which doubled as bunks, and a rectangular dining table was between the two benches. The table could also drop down to span the gap between the two benches, creating a kingsize bed.My cock slid out from under the skimpy towel. I slid the towel around my waist so my bare ass was exposed, but my cock was somewhat covered.Sarah looked at me and said; "Don't bother covering it up. Last I checked, Angie sucked Ken's cock in front of everybody. I think I owe you a blowjob, don't I?" Sarah asked.Ken already had opened his towel and was stroking his fat cock; which seemed to be a little fatter and longer than I had remembered.Sarah sat down next to Angie, put her hand on Angie's knee, and whispered into Angie's ear; "Sweetheart, if you didn't want me to blow your boyfriend, why did you blow my husband?"Angie pushed Sarah's hand aside and moved out of the seat, standing next to Ken. Her eyes opened wide when she got a full view of the size of Ken's unusually fat cock. It was probably only 5 inches long, but it was at least as thick as a Coke can, at the base. It gradually began curving up to a thin tipped head. She stood up and let the tiny terrycloth bathrobe fall to the floor. Her nipples were hard and erect, and the white triangles of her tits and above her cunt made her dark tan even more attractive to me."Ken,” Angie said in a tipsy sort of way; "As long as we're keeping score, I think I owe you a fuck, don't I?" She looked at Sarah; "If you don't want me to fuck your husband, why did you fuck my boyfriend?" she asked, stepping backward as if she was going to sit on Ken's lap, on the bench-bed.Sarah's nails were a little longer than Angie's. Was it possible she left some scratches on my back from the night before? Were we so loud that we woke up Angie?Before I had the chance to say anything, Angie had found a seat, and the head of Ken's cock was already in Angie's cunt. Ken pulled her legs up and back, giving Sarah and me a fantastic view of his fat cock inching its way up her cunt. For his size, Ken was very strong and had no problem lifting and lowering Angie onto his lap, in a smooth rocking motion.Ken's torso was almost completely motionless as he raised and lowered her. With every rise and fall, she gasped as she let a little more of my friend inside her. Angie spread her legs a little further and found a foothold on the edge of a bunk bed and the table, relieving him of the control of her rocking on his cock.Angie moved Ken's hands from under her legs and ass, to her tits. She looked at Sarah and me, and then lowered herself even further onto Ken's thick cock.Sarah looked 10 years younger with her hair in a ponytail, but I think the real reason was to keep her hair out of the way for what she was about to do next.Sarah pushed me back on the other bench across from Ken, and straddled on my lap. She kissed me long and hard, making my cock grow instantly. She pushed her tits into my mouth, running her fingers through my hair. She must have known I was getting close, so she pushed me back down on the bench. She shoved my legs back and rubbed her nose into my balls. After a few flicks of her tongue on my asshole, she licked my cock from base to tip and then swallowed its entire length all at once.Ken only had about half his cock up Angie's cunt, but that was apparently enough for him as he let out a groan and shot his load inside her. Angie kept moving up and down on him, continuing to give us an incredible view of her very stretched out, cum-filled cunt.Frantic, and somewhat frustrated Angie tried quickening the pace, but Ken's hard-on was quickly deflating. She hopped off his lap and turned to face him. She wasn't attracted to Ken, but she was definitely attracted to his cock. She knelt between his legs and tugged at his cock as best she could. Occasionally, she'd pop the head of his cock in her mouth and swirl her tongue around, but he was slow to regain his erection. As she panted and grunted, she would tighten her stomach muscles, forcing small gushes of Ken's cum from her cunt.Sarah was expertly blowing me and continued to suck and lick until I ejaculated on her cheek, on her nose, and down her throat. She knew it was a matter of seconds before my cock would be ready to fuck again, and patiently continued to coax another hard-on.The scores were now settled. Sarah claimed her right to blow me, and Angie claimed her right to fuck Ken.Did it end there? No one wanted it to end, so things accelerated. As soon as I was hard again, Sarah pushed me back onto the bunk bed and got on top of me. She lifted one knee to give Angie a clear view as she guided my cock into her hairless cunt, and then took all of my length inside her in one swift motion. I grabbed Sarah's ass cheeks and guided her up and down, impaling her on my cock. She grabbed my hands and guided my fingers to her asshole. I spread her ass cheeks farther, giving Angie and Ken a view of Sarah's open anus.Ken's gaze went from Angie, to his wife's asshole, back to Angie. It probably wasn't until this time that he realized I had fucked his wife up the ass the night before. His cock was beginning to thicken again and Angie pushed him back in much the same way that Sarah pushed me. Angie crawled on top of him, lifting a knee as Sarah did, to give us a view of her attempt to get Ken's fat cock back in her drenched cunt. She leaned forward, resting her head on Ken's chest. Ken thought she was being affectionate, but she had to use both hands to hold his thick shaft as she guided his cock into her sopping wet cunt. When she had about half of his cock inside her, she sat up and put his hands on her tits.She bounced up and down on his cock, but she couldn't get more than about 3 inches inside her. She was tight to begin with, so Ken was undoubtedly having the time of his life. He took his hands off her tits and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her onto his cock as I had done to his wife. Her hands found his and guided them toward the crack of her ass. Angie looked over her shoulder, watching as I fucked Sarah. She continued to look at us as she used Ken's hands to pull her cheeks apart. Her asshole opened wide as she tried to get more of his unbelievably fat cock inside her cunt.Sarah and I were definitely enjoying the show. Sarah's asshole dilated and contracted several times as I filled her cunt with cum. We French kissed and hugged while she stroked my cock to another erection.Angie's cunt looked about as stretched as a cunt could be without having given birth. Ken licked two fingers and slid them in her asshole. He was working them in and out of her while she continued to bounce on his cock. More and more of his cock disappeared inside her until she finally let out a yelp as Ken's cock impaled her cervix. Her tits glistened with sweat as her chest rose and fell with her heavy breaths. She fell forward and kissed Ken's hairy chest and nipples. Her ass cheeks shook as she enjoyed several waves of orgasm. The sight of her tanned, slender, 18 year-old frame resting on Ken's short, chubby, hairy body was like something out of a fairytale.Sarah, not one to leave "well-enough" alone, positioned me so I was sitting directly across from Angie and Ken. As she got up to fold the table between the bunk beds out of the way, cum dribbled down her leg.The smell of sex filled the camper. Thunder boomed in the distance, and the wind and rain continued to batter the campground.Angie got more than she bargained for, as she soon found my friend's cock to be a few inches shorter, but almost three times the girth of my own throbbing member.I'm not sure if it was because I was younger, in better shape, or not quite as thick-cocked as her husband, but Sarah really seemed to enjoy it when I fucked her. Her husband, Ken, seemed to enjoy watching us, too.Angie had practically passed out while lying on Ken's belly. Ken's cum was oozing from her stretched cunt. Ken had watched as his wife bounced on my cock only moments before, and our performance, coupled with Angie's 18-year-old cunt bouncing on his fat cock, must have given him the time of his life. He had wanted this weekend to be all about pleasing his wife, Sarah, but it was starting to look like he was getting the better end of the deal; although I wasn't complaining. I had fucked his wife the previous night and well into the morning, and it was starting to look like we were in for more of the same.Sarah moved the table out of the way, and slid the seat cushions of the camper so they were together on the floor. I sat across from Ken and Angie so they would have a clear, unobstructed view of whatever Sarah was going to do with me next.There was a sharp crack of lightning, and the power to the camper went out. Sarah stepped away to open a few of the windows, and then lit a fragrance candle to shed a little more light on us.Sarah disappeared into the bedroom at the other end of the camper and rustled through a few drawers under the bed. She came out moments later with a large, unused tube of K Y jelly.Sarah practically skipped back to the bunk bed end of the camper and gave me a big, toothy smile.She walked over to Angie, who was on her stomach, and kissed her shoulder very lightly. Angie lifted her head to see who was kissing her, and Sarah gently moved her hair off her forehead and kissed her on the mouth. Angie kissed her back, and their tongues swirled for a few seconds as Sarah's hand found the crack of Angie's ass.Sarah slid three fingers into Angie's wet cunt and pushed Angie's face back into Ken's hairy chest. Angie arched her back as Sarah slid her thumb into her asshole. Sarah bent over and lightly bit Angie's ass cheeks, leaving little bite marks on her tan-lined ass. She worked her fingers in and out of Angie's cunt, pulling out little puddles of Ken's cum as she slid her fingers deeper and deeper.Sarah moved between Angie's legs (and Ken's) and spread them as far as they could go. She dropped to her knees and gently blew on Angie's wet cunt. She moved closer and closer, until her nose was nestled into Angie's asshole and her long tongue was firmly on Angie's clit. Angie let out a moan as Sarah demonstrated her expert cunt-eating skills. As Angie was on the brink of orgasm, Sarah looked back at me."Squirt some of the K Y in my ass. It's still a little sore from last night, but I think I can handle some more." She said with a wink."Angie, you don't mind if your boyfriend puts his cock in my ass while I get you off, do you?" Sarah asked."What?" Angie almost objected. She looked exhausted, but she still had enough energy to enjoy having her cunt licked. "I don't care, just don't stop doing whatever you're doing!" Angie cried. Drunk and horny; Angie was helpless.

 Weekend Samplers: Part 1.Jack and Angie explore with friends at the campground.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Four-day weekends are always fun, but I rarely have the chance to take advantage of them. Fortunately, on one such weekend a few years ago, an older friend asked my 18 year old girlfriend and me to join him and his wife on a camping trip. It ended up being one of the wildest weekends of my life.My girlfriend, Angela (Angie, for short), had a reputation of being a bit of a slut before I met her, but I soon found out the reputation was undeserved. She didn't mind watching porn tapes, but when it came to acting out some of those scenes (anal, threesomes, toys), she said she wasn't interested. She preferred giving hand to giving head, and preferred giving head to fucking. I wasn't sure if that was because her previous boyfriends didn't know how to use the equipment they were given, or if she was just uptight about getting pregnant even though she was on the pill. When it came to sex, her options for positions could be counted on one hand.Although she lacked imagination during sex, she had a well-toned body that she managed to keep tan year-round. Angie looked a little bit like Jennifer Aniston in the face, but a little thinner in the body. She was blessed with long legs, small-but-perky tits, a beautiful ass, and a tight, attractive cunt. She could have been a runway model if she didn't have her heart set on being a veterinarian. Mine wasn't the only cock in her life. We both knew she'd had better looking boyfriends, but none of them bothered to get her off as well or as often. When it came to her receiving oral pleasure, though, she would find a way to let me get her off, no matter where we were. She may have been high maintenance, but I had the satisfaction of knowing I could get her off anytime, anywhere.My camping trip friends were a little different. I had just turned 18 when I first met them. At the time of this camping trip, I was a few months from my 21st birthday. They were both in their mid-thirties, but maintained a very youthful lifestyle.Ken was short, beefy, and masculine but a nice guy and usually funny. He reminded me of Ron Jeremy but with short hair and a much shorter pecker. His wife, Sarah, was a little shorter than Ken, natural, and pleasant to be around. As far as nice people to hang out with, I don't think I could have done better at the time.Sarah was a reasonably attractive woman. She looked a little bit like Dina Meyer with just a touch of baby fat and bigger tits. She had strawberry-blond hair, green eyes, and freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had a natural ‘playmate of the year' body. She also had a seductive and sultry nature that served her well when dealing with men, in general.Motherhood had been good to her, and she retained her full, round tits. Her waist was small, but widened to shapely hips, a beautiful ass and well-shaped legs. I teased her about how small her feet were, but I think she knew I thought they were pretty.She was shorter and had more curves than my Angie, but I thought she was still cute for her age. She wasn't a New York model, but she had what it took to turn heads in a good way. Sarah had had two teen kids (staying with their grandparents on this particular weekend), but her body bounced right back into shape. She worked out regularly, and rewarded herself (and the rest of us) by buying the skimpiest bikinis to wear while sunbathing. These were the days before Malibu Strings, but what she wore came pretty close. I asked Angie to buy similar "bathing suits" as all she had ever worn in the past were the standard bikinis. Sarah jokingly told me she'd see if she could help Angie (and me) out in that area.So we headed out of Savannah, to the Lake for a long Easter weekend. We'd been here last month with their kids.Their lot on the campground was very secluded, surrounded by trees, and only a quarter-mile from the lake where they kept their boat docked. It was still early in the season, and there were no other campers in our area. This was our 2nd time camping as a foursome.A normal weekend in the summer would have us take Ken's boat out on the lake, water ski all day with the kids, and have a nightly campfire. It wasn't unusual for Angie and Sarah to stay back at the campsite, where they could take their bikini tops off while tanning their back sides, but Sarah somehow managed to take it all off for that "all over tan" when she thought nobody else was around. Angie preferred the creamy white triangles of her tits, cunt, and above the crack of her ass.At the end of the evening, my girlfriend-at-the-time and I would go back to our tent for some quiet outdoor sex, and an envious Sarah and Ken would go back to their camper with their kids. Even though our tent was at least 40 feet from Ken's bedroom window, Ken would kid me the next morning, saying he could beat off 2 or 3 times for every orgasm I either had or gave to my girlfriend. If she were willing, I'd sometimes stand and have her blow me just outside the tent, knowing Ken was probably watching. What I didn't know was that sometimes Sarah was watching, too.Angie and I left Thursday afternoon and arrived at the campground just before sunset. Ken had already set up the campfire, and Sarah seemed to be enjoying the peace and quiet without the kids, as we pulled up. After the usual hugs and handshakes, Sarah and Angie quickly unpacked the car while I worked on setting up the tent. Something was a little different about Sarah, though. I don't know if it was the fact that her hair was a little longer, she looked a little thinner, or if she was wearing her clothing in a more revealing manner, but something about her kept catching my eye.The girls went in the camper to start preparing a late dinner. Ken handed me a beer and directed me to the campfire. When he thought we were far enough away from the camper, Ken decided it was time to get something off his chest. We've had personal conversations before, but it was usually me doing most of the talking, especially after a few beers. Ken knew about almost every girl I had ever been with; every position, good lays and bad. I figured I was in for a shock when it was going to be him doing most of the talking, and I was right.He told me his sex life was lacking, recently, and felt like he couldn't make Sarah happy anymore. I asked him if he talked to her about it, and he said she could only get off if she fantasized about someone else. I told him that was Okay, and that he shouldn't let that bother him. As long as they were still having sex, he should be happy and let things take their course.Then he said that a few weeks ago he overheard Angie telling his wife about how well I could get her off, and how since then, Sarah moaned ‘Jack' more than once in her sleep. I could feel my cock throb just at the thought of his wife dreaming about me. It was a strange feeling. At first I thought he was jealous, suspecting that I had been screwing his wife behind his back. (I hadn't). I was surprised to hear that Angie had even had a conversation about sex with Sarah. Maybe Angie still had a naughty side, after all.I felt a little awkward, but I told him to go on. The more Ken talked, the more I realized that this weekend was all part of his desperate plan to show his wife a good time. “Jack, I really want you to sleep with my wife! Maybe Angie, too!” I listened as he went into detail of everything he fantasized about; thinking it was the same that Sarah fantasized about. He didn't want me and/or Angie to fuck her just once, either.Ken finally pleaded; “I'm afraid that the only way for Sarah and I to be happy again was to have someone else join us.” I had told Ken about many of my raucous sexual adventures, and now he wanted Sarah to have the same experiences. Thinking he was probably just a little drunk, I told him; “We have all weekend and I'd like to sleep on it. We are good friends, and I don't want to ruin anything between you and Sarah. Angie is just a recent girlfriend that loves sex a lot, but Sarah is your wife.”The girls came out with the food, as if on cue. We grilled some of Ken's freshly caught Amber Jack,  and had a few more beers, and talked about the following day's options. All night, I found myself undressing busty Sarah with my eyes.We decided the weather looked good for taking the boat out for some early morning water skiing. We'd probably drop the girls off at our secluded campground to relax and enjoy the sun the rest of the afternoon. Us guys could then go around the lake to ‘fish', which was cover for checking out the other sunbathers, stop at the marina for more beer or food, and then head back to the campground. Sounded like a good plan.It had been a long day, followed by an interesting evening, and it was time to turn in. The water hook-up to the camper provided a never-ending supply of water. Unfortunately, it would be a few hours before it was warm enough for a shower. Ken and Sarah said they didn't mind the cold shower, but Angie and I agreed we would have to wait a few hours, or even until morning. We waived goodnight to Ken and Sarah as they closed the door to the camper.As soon as we got in our tent, I started to get a clue that Angie was on the prowl. She took off her clothes and pulled my face onto her cunt. Something had gotten her hot earlier, and she apparently needed relief. She had trimmed her pubic hair as short as it could be, and at first glance, her cunt looked practically shaved. It didn't look like that the last time I fucked her, so this must have been something special for the weekend. As I licked her to orgasm, I worked three fingers into her cunt, paying close attention to her G-spot. I was working on giving her another orgasm when she pulled my fingers out of her cunt and guided one of my fingers to her asshole. Our eyes were locked onto each other as I slid two fingers back in her cunt and the third carefully into her ass. She knew that I always wanted to try ass-play with her, but this was the first time she actually let me, no, provoked me; to put anything in her ass besides my tongue. I barely slid the first joint of my finger past her sphincter when she let out a yelp signaling another wave of orgasm. She slapped my dripping wet hand away from her crotch and rolled me onto my back. I still had most of my clothes on, but I'm sure she could feel the bulge in my shorts as she ground her ass onto my crotch. She leaned over and kissed me as deeply as I could be kissed. For a while I wasn't sure if this was the end of the evening's events or just the beginning.She pulled off my shorts and began what I thought was going to be the usual tug-job. She could see my disappointment, and quickly turned to inhale my growing cock. Her blowjobs in the past were rarely subtle, but she never sucked with as much enthusiasm as she was demonstrating now. She straddled my chest, facing toward my turgid pole, then bent down to impale her throat with my full shaft.I could feel her nose touching my balls as she deep-throated my cock for the first time. Obviously, she had been holding back. I tapped her on the shoulder to let her know I was about to cum (as she had asked me to do so many times before), but this time she ignored the tap and kept on sucking until my balls tightened up and I shot off in her mouth.I expected her to spit, complain, and spit again, but was surprised to feel her swallow my cum, then hold my softening head in her mouth, slowly swallowing the seeping jizz.  As my intense nerves relaxed, she increased her oral stimulations and begin coaxing another erection.Within seconds of attaining reasonable firmness, she turned around, impaling her beautiful cunt with my cock. She leaned over to kiss me as her ass bounced up and down behind her. The taste of my cum was still fresh on her lips.She was on the pill, so I wasn't completely concerned about coming inside her. Apparently, she wasn't either, which was also a first. It was only a matter of about five minutes of rhythmic riding before I realized I was ready to cum again, which was probably a good thing with all the noise Angie had been making. I expected her to hop off of me at the first sign of my orgasm, but instead she ground her pubic bone harder against mine, flattening her swollen clit against me. Within seconds of feeling the warm gush of cum inside her, her cunt tightened around my shaft, loosened for a second, and then tightened again. I could feel my cum drip from her cunt down to my balls and ass.We remained motionless for a few minutes, and then, in her formerly typical prudish fashion, she hopped off, got dressed, and ran into the camper for a quick shower, cold water or not. About fifteen minutes later, she was back in the tent wearing pajamas, and kissing me goodnight. She was asleep within seconds of her head touching the pillow.I put a towel around my waist and threw on a T-shirt. As I walked out of the tent, I could see Ken sitting by what was left of the campfire. He told me to have a seat, and handed me a beer.Ken's Proposal."I thought you went to bed." I asked."I did, but Sarah woke up while Angie was getting her rocks off for the third time,” Ken answered with a grin. "She started fingering her cunt so fast and so hard that by the time I realized what was happening, she was finished. She was nice enough to give me a hand job before falling asleep, though.""Well, that's good, right?" I asked.He shrugged his shoulders. He looked desperate. Ken knew that Sarah was hard-up, and he felt horrible that he couldn't rock her world as well as he did years ago. I figured it was just a phase they were going through, but it was affecting Ken's enjoyment, too. He almost felt guilty about Sarah not being satisfied by his efforts. Ken was hurting, maybe worse than his wife. He was being told he's not enough of a man to sexually satisfy his woman. It had to be crushing. Ken as desperate and sacrificing the last vestiges of his ego for the sake of his marriage.Ken pushed his idea again."You should fuck her tonight, Jack.” he said. "Fuck her face. Fuck her cunt. Hell, fuck her feet. I know you like them. She knows you like them.""And where are you going to be?" I asked."I'll wait right here, if you want. When you're done, take a shower and I'll know it's safe to go inside. I don't care. Just get in there!" he said. “If I have to share her with anyone, I need it to be you, my friend.”"What about Angie? What if she wakes up?" I asked."Fuck her, too. Or I'll fuck her; I don't care. She'll probably sleep right through it, after your fuck-session earlier,” he answered.My cock was almost erect and no longer concealed by the towel around my waist. Ken couldn't help but stare, and I thought he was a little concerned about me pushing too far into his wife's cunt. Little did I know? The thought of Ken offering his wife made my cock swell even larger. I couldn't hide it anymore. That busty woman was enough to make a priest leave his collar.I had no idea how this would work. I didn't even know if Sarah would go for it. What if she didn't?How would we act the rest of the weekend?What would I say to Angie if she found out?Did Ken want to fuck Angie?That would be interesting. Ken wasn't well endowed in length, but he had most guys beat in girth; including me. The thought of young Angie being fucked silly by a short stocky guy with a short fat cock amused me enough to make my cock spring up.I threw the towel over my shoulder, exposing my erect cock and shaved balls. Ken gave me a big grin and subconsciously put his hand down the front of his shorts. I walked toward the camper wearing nothing but a T-shirt, flip-flops, and a worried smile. I carefully opened the door so it wouldn't make any noise. The lights were all out except for the bathroom/shower light. This was an older camper, but it was a huge one. It had a master bedroom on one end, and two bunk beds on the other. In the middle, there was a kitchen/eating area and a small bathroom that housed a commode and shower. Ken had made a few modifications to the camper, and I was impressed every time I stepped into it.Sarah was asleep in the master bedroom. I decided to take a quick shower to wash the cum off my balls and ass crack and calm myself down. I hoped Ken would understand that this wasn't the "after I fucked Sarah" shower, and would stay outside. I didn't waste any time, and still had half an erection as I toweled myself dry.I came out of the little bathroom and turned out the light. I quietly stepped into the master bedroom and found Sarah asleep on her stomach, naked, and with one armed tucked under her. Her hand was between her legs and it looked like she had been fingering herself in her sleep.Jack and Sarah's not-so-private Tryst.I carefully got into bed with her, and slowly slid into position beside her, but a little lower. I put my hand on her leg and gently ran my fingers up and down, giving her goose bumps on her ass. At first she thought I was her husband and just moved over, and reached over to my hip.When she felt my pre-cum covered cock pressing against her, she was startled. Ken had a short, fat cock that curved up sharply making it look shorter than it probably really was. (I made that discovery when his shorts came off while waterskiing with a hard-on.) My cock was seven inches in length, thick as a cucumber, and stood straight out when erect. This definitely wasn't her husband's cock.She asked me; “ What do you think you are doing?” and drew the sheets up around her as she rolled on her back away from me. I thought I had ruined everything."Do you want me to leave?" I asked. I knelt up on the bed, making my cock bounce in front of me in the moonlight. She couldn't take her eyes off it."I don't know what I want, Jack.” she said. There was a long, uncomfortable pause. "But now that you're here, and you've crossed the line, I definitely don't want you to leave."She asked; “Did Ken put you up to this?”I said that Ken just wanted her to be happy; that he thought this might help.She asked; “What do you think would happen when I tell Angie that you fucked the shit out of me all night?” I knew she was playing with me and I told her; “You won't tell Angie anything with my cock in your mouth.”Sarah thought about it for a minute, and sat up, letting the sheets fall off her naturally large tits. My eyes were finally able to see in the darkness, and the moon was shining just enough to give me a great view of her incredible body. I leaned over to lightly kiss her, but she grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me hard on the mouth. Our tongues wound around each other like we were high school lovers. She reached down and grabbed the shaft of my cock while continuing to kiss my face, neck, and ears. She pushed me back down and kissed my chest, stomach, and legs. When she got to my feet, she put one toe at a time in her mouth and sucked and swirled her tongue around them. Then she rolled me onto my stomach and began kissing the back of my legs. She worked up my legs to my back, intentionally passing my ass, and then kissed me around my neck again. She lay on my back and worked her body between my legs, spreading them as she slid down my back with kisses along my spine.Clearly, she was living out her deeply held fantasy tryst with a man of her considerable desires.When she got to the crack of my ass, she spread my cheeks and began licking my crack lightly. I could feel her saliva dripping from her mouth as she began to concentrate on my asshole. She spread my cheeks further and pulled my ass up into the air, so that I was now kneeling, with my face still on the mattress, as her tongue found my sphincter again and again. Her fingers rubbed under my scrotum, working my prostate into high alert."Now, it's my turn" she said.I was seconds away from an incredible orgasm, but did as she asked. I kissed every inch of her body, in the exact order that she kissed mine, ending with her asshole. Her ass came up and her fingers found her clit while I tongued her anus. Within seconds, she was shuddering. She collapsed on her stomach, and then turned to give me a kiss goodnight."I'm not finished with you, yet, Sarah." I said. "Unless you really want to call it a night?" I asked."What else do you want to do? Aren't you exhausted, Jack?" she asked, almost whimpering. “I heard you rabbits fucking in the tent for nearly an hour.”"I know you've been talking to Angie, so you know I can fuck again and again." I said, kneeling again, straddles just over her waist with my bouncing cock tapping the cleavage of her tits. The tip was inches from her face.  "A friend asked me to fuck the shit out of his wife tonight, and that's what I'm going to do. We haven't fucked yet. Please tell me you aren't just a cock tease?”"Sarah looked like a girl on her birthday with a dozen presents left to open. She was glowing. She was now alive and wasn't sure where to begin. I helped her decide by holding the back of her head and gently pushing my cock in her mouth. She hadn't had to deal with a cock this long since her college days, and was a little out of practice. I let her gag a few times, then decided to give her a break and French-kissed her for a few minutes. While we kissed, I moved  down between her legs and pushed them apart and up so her feet were near her face. She guided my cock to her cunt and I easily slid inside her. I kissed her feet as she pulled me closer to her. Within minutes, she was clawing my thighs and muttering my name under her breath.I pulled out of her cunt and guided her legs back down. Kneeling, I got on top of her, and slid my cock between her tits. I knew I was only going to last a few more seconds, so I decided to give her tits a little attention before I came. As I moved forward, my knees pinned her arms down.“Drink it all, my buxom love bunny!” I said as I held her head back as I shot my full load in her mouth. Neither of us expected the amount of cum that I produced, but she winced and swallowed every drop like a college girl doing her first shot of tequila. Then she leaned in and captured the head of my cock in her lips. Her tongue went to work, polishing all the jizz off my glans.I carefully moved back down her body, kissing her forehead, nose, cheeks, and cum-covered lips. She ran her fingers through my hair as I kissed and sucked her nipples. I kissed her belly and worked my way down to her hairless cunt. I wasn't sure when she started waxing, but there were no bumps or razor burn.Just as I did to Angie

 Weekend Samplers: Part 1.Jack and Angie explore with friends at the campground.Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Four-day weekends are always fun, but I rarely have the chance to take advantage of them. Fortunately, on one such weekend a few years ago, an older friend asked my 18 year old girlfriend and me to join him and his wife on a camping trip. It ended up being one of the wildest weekends of my life.My girlfriend, Angela (Angie, for short), had a reputation of being a bit of a slut before I met her, but I soon found out the reputation was undeserved. She didn't mind watching porn tapes, but when it came to acting out some of those scenes (anal, threesomes, toys), she said she wasn't interested. She preferred giving hand to giving head, and preferred giving head to fucking. I wasn't sure if that was because her previous boyfriends didn't know how to use the equipment they were given, or if she was just uptight about getting pregnant even though she was on the pill. When it came to sex, her options for positions could be counted on one hand.Although she lacked imagination during sex, she had a well-toned body that she managed to keep tan year-round. Angie looked a little bit like Jennifer Aniston in the face, but a little thinner in the body. She was blessed with long legs, small-but-perky tits, a beautiful ass, and a tight, attractive cunt. She could have been a runway model if she didn't have her heart set on being a veterinarian. Mine wasn't the only cock in her life. We both knew she'd had better looking boyfriends, but none of them bothered to get her off as well or as often. When it came to her receiving oral pleasure, though, she would find a way to let me get her off, no matter where we were. She may have been high maintenance, but I had the satisfaction of knowing I could get her off anytime, anywhere.My camping trip friends were a little different. I had just turned 18 when I first met them. At the time of this camping trip, I was a few months from my 21st birthday. They were both in their mid-thirties, but maintained a very youthful lifestyle.Ken was short, beefy, and masculine but a nice guy and usually funny. He reminded me of Ron Jeremy but with short hair and a much shorter pecker. His wife, Sarah, was a little shorter than Ken, natural, and pleasant to be around. As far as nice people to hang out with, I don't think I could have done better at the time.Sarah was a reasonably attractive woman. She looked a little bit like Dina Meyer with just a touch of baby fat and bigger tits. She had strawberry-blond hair, green eyes, and freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had a natural ‘playmate of the year' body. She also had a seductive and sultry nature that served her well when dealing with men, in general.Motherhood had been good to her, and she retained her full, round tits. Her waist was small, but widened to shapely hips, a beautiful ass and well-shaped legs. I teased her about how small her feet were, but I think she knew I thought they were pretty.She was shorter and had more curves than my Angie, but I thought she was still cute for her age. She wasn't a New York model, but she had what it took to turn heads in a good way. Sarah had had two teen kids (staying with their grandparents on this particular weekend), but her body bounced right back into shape. She worked out regularly, and rewarded herself (and the rest of us) by buying the skimpiest bikinis to wear while sunbathing. These were the days before Malibu Strings, but what she wore came pretty close. I asked Angie to buy similar "bathing suits" as all she had ever worn in the past were the standard bikinis. Sarah jokingly told me she'd see if she could help Angie (and me) out in that area.So we headed out of Savannah, to the Lake for a long Easter weekend. We'd been here last month with their kids.Their lot on the campground was very secluded, surrounded by trees, and only a quarter-mile from the lake where they kept their boat docked. It was still early in the season, and there were no other campers in our area. This was our 2nd time camping as a foursome.A normal weekend in the summer would have us take Ken's boat out on the lake, water ski all day with the kids, and have a nightly campfire. It wasn't unusual for Angie and Sarah to stay back at the campsite, where they could take their bikini tops off while tanning their back sides, but Sarah somehow managed to take it all off for that "all over tan" when she thought nobody else was around. Angie preferred the creamy white triangles of her tits, cunt, and above the crack of her ass.At the end of the evening, my girlfriend-at-the-time and I would go back to our tent for some quiet outdoor sex, and an envious Sarah and Ken would go back to their camper with their kids. Even though our tent was at least 40 feet from Ken's bedroom window, Ken would kid me the next morning, saying he could beat off 2 or 3 times for every orgasm I either had or gave to my girlfriend. If she were willing, I'd sometimes stand and have her blow me just outside the tent, knowing Ken was probably watching. What I didn't know was that sometimes Sarah was watching, too.Angie and I left Thursday afternoon and arrived at the campground just before sunset. Ken had already set up the campfire, and Sarah seemed to be enjoying the peace and quiet without the kids, as we pulled up. After the usual hugs and handshakes, Sarah and Angie quickly unpacked the car while I worked on setting up the tent. Something was a little different about Sarah, though. I don't know if it was the fact that her hair was a little longer, she looked a little thinner, or if she was wearing her clothing in a more revealing manner, but something about her kept catching my eye.The girls went in the camper to start preparing a late dinner. Ken handed me a beer and directed me to the campfire. When he thought we were far enough away from the camper, Ken decided it was time to get something off his chest. We've had personal conversations before, but it was usually me doing most of the talking, especially after a few beers. Ken knew about almost every girl I had ever been with; every position, good lays and bad. I figured I was in for a shock when it was going to be him doing most of the talking, and I was right.He told me his sex life was lacking, recently, and felt like he couldn't make Sarah happy anymore. I asked him if he talked to her about it, and he said she could only get off if she fantasized about someone else. I told him that was Okay, and that he shouldn't let that bother him. As long as they were still having sex, he should be happy and let things take their course.Then he said that a few weeks ago he overheard Angie telling his wife about how well I could get her off, and how since then, Sarah moaned ‘Jack' more than once in her sleep. I could feel my cock throb just at the thought of his wife dreaming about me. It was a strange feeling. At first I thought he was jealous, suspecting that I had been screwing his wife behind his back. (I hadn't). I was surprised to hear that Angie had even had a conversation about sex with Sarah. Maybe Angie still had a naughty side, after all.I felt a little awkward, but I told him to go on. The more Ken talked, the more I realized that this weekend was all part of his desperate plan to show his wife a good time. “Jack, I really want you to sleep with my wife! Maybe Angie, too!” I listened as he went into detail of everything he fantasized about; thinking it was the same that Sarah fantasized about. He didn't want me and/or Angie to fuck her just once, either.Ken finally pleaded; “I'm afraid that the only way for Sarah and I to be happy again was to have someone else join us.” I had told Ken about many of my raucous sexual adventures, and now he wanted Sarah to have the same experiences. Thinking he was probably just a little drunk, I told him; “We have all weekend and I'd like to sleep on it. We are good friends, and I don't want to ruin anything between you and Sarah. Angie is just a recent girlfriend that loves sex a lot, but Sarah is your wife.”The girls came out with the food, as if on cue. We grilled some of Ken's freshly caught Amber Jack,  and had a few more beers, and talked about the following day's options. All night, I found myself undressing busty Sarah with my eyes.We decided the weather looked good for taking the boat out for some early morning water skiing. We'd probably drop the girls off at our secluded campground to relax and enjoy the sun the rest of the afternoon. Us guys could then go around the lake to ‘fish', which was cover for checking out the other sunbathers, stop at the marina for more beer or food, and then head back to the campground. Sounded like a good plan.It had been a long day, followed by an interesting evening, and it was time to turn in. The water hook-up to the camper provided a never-ending supply of water. Unfortunately, it would be a few hours before it was warm enough for a shower. Ken and Sarah said they didn't mind the cold shower, but Angie and I agreed we would have to wait a few hours, or even until morning. We waived goodnight to Ken and Sarah as they closed the door to the camper.As soon as we got in our tent, I started to get a clue that Angie was on the prowl. She took off her clothes and pulled my face onto her cunt. Something had gotten her hot earlier, and she apparently needed relief. She had trimmed her pubic hair as short as it could be, and at first glance, her cunt looked practically shaved. It didn't look like that the last time I fucked her, so this must have been something special for the weekend. As I licked her to orgasm, I worked three fingers into her cunt, paying close attention to her G-spot. I was working on giving her another orgasm when she pulled my fingers out of her cunt and guided one of my fingers to her asshole. Our eyes were locked onto each other as I slid two fingers back in her cunt and the third carefully into her ass. She knew that I always wanted to try ass-play with her, but this was the first time she actually let me, no, provoked me; to put anything in her ass besides my tongue. I barely slid the first joint of my finger past her sphincter when she let out a yelp signaling another wave of orgasm. She slapped my dripping wet hand away from her crotch and rolled me onto my back. I still had most of my clothes on, but I'm sure she could feel the bulge in my shorts as she ground her ass onto my crotch. She leaned over and kissed me as deeply as I could be kissed. For a while I wasn't sure if this was the end of the evening's events or just the beginning.She pulled off my shorts and began what I thought was going to be the usual tug-job. She could see my disappointment, and quickly turned to inhale my growing cock. Her blowjobs in the past were rarely subtle, but she never sucked with as much enthusiasm as she was demonstrating now. She straddled my chest, facing toward my turgid pole, then bent down to impale her throat with my full shaft.I could feel her nose touching my balls as she deep-throated my cock for the first time. Obviously, she had been holding back. I tapped her on the shoulder to let her know I was about to cum (as she had asked me to do so many times before), but this time she ignored the tap and kept on sucking until my balls tightened up and I shot off in her mouth.I expected her to spit, complain, and spit again, but was surprised to feel her swallow my cum, then hold my softening head in her mouth, slowly swallowing the seeping jizz.  As my intense nerves relaxed, she increased her oral stimulations and begin coaxing another erection.Within seconds of attaining reasonable firmness, she turned around, impaling her beautiful cunt with my cock. She leaned over to kiss me as her ass bounced up and down behind her. The taste of my cum was still fresh on her lips.She was on the pill, so I wasn't completely concerned about coming inside her. Apparently, she wasn't either, which was also a first. It was only a matter of about five minutes of rhythmic riding before I realized I was ready to cum again, which was probably a good thing with all the noise Angie had been making. I expected her to hop off of me at the first sign of my orgasm, but instead she ground her pubic bone harder against mine, flattening her swollen clit against me. Within seconds of feeling the warm gush of cum inside her, her cunt tightened around my shaft, loosened for a second, and then tightened again. I could feel my cum drip from her cunt down to my balls and ass.We remained motionless for a few minutes, and then, in her formerly typical prudish fashion, she hopped off, got dressed, and ran into the camper for a quick shower, cold water or not. About fifteen minutes later, she was back in the tent wearing pajamas, and kissing me goodnight. She was asleep within seconds of her head touching the pillow.I put a towel around my waist and threw on a T-shirt. As I walked out of the tent, I could see Ken sitting by what was left of the campfire. He told me to have a seat, and handed me a beer.Ken's Proposal."I thought you went to bed." I asked."I did, but Sarah woke up while Angie was getting her rocks off for the third time,” Ken answered with a grin. "She started fingering her cunt so fast and so hard that by the time I realized what was happening, she was finished. She was nice enough to give me a hand job before falling asleep, though.""Well, that's good, right?" I asked.He shrugged his shoulders. He looked desperate. Ken knew that Sarah was hard-up, and he felt horrible that he couldn't rock her world as well as he did years ago. I figured it was just a phase they were going through, but it was affecting Ken's enjoyment, too. He almost felt guilty about Sarah not being satisfied by his efforts. Ken was hurting, maybe worse than his wife. He was being told he's not enough of a man to sexually satisfy his woman. It had to be crushing. Ken as desperate and sacrificing the last vestiges of his ego for the sake of his marriage.Ken pushed his idea again."You should fuck her tonight, Jack.” he said. "Fuck her face. Fuck her cunt. Hell, fuck her feet. I know you like them. She knows you like them.""And where are you going to be?" I asked."I'll wait right here, if you want. When you're done, take a shower and I'll know it's safe to go inside. I don't care. Just get in there!" he said. “If I have to share her with anyone, I need it to be you, my friend.”"What about Angie? What if she wakes up?" I asked."Fuck her, too. Or I'll fuck her; I don't care. She'll probably sleep right through it, after your fuck-session earlier,” he answered.My cock was almost erect and no longer concealed by the towel around my waist. Ken couldn't help but stare, and I thought he was a little concerned about me pushing too far into his wife's cunt. Little did I know? The thought of Ken offering his wife made my cock swell even larger. I couldn't hide it anymore. That busty woman was enough to make a priest leave his collar.I had no idea how this would work. I didn't even know if Sarah would go for it. What if she didn't?How would we act the rest of the weekend?What would I say to Angie if she found out?Did Ken want to fuck Angie?That would be interesting. Ken wasn't well endowed in length, but he had most guys beat in girth; including me. The thought of young Angie being fucked silly by a short stocky guy with a short fat cock amused me enough to make my cock spring up.I threw the towel over my shoulder, exposing my erect cock and shaved balls. Ken gave me a big grin and subconsciously put his hand down the front of his shorts. I walked toward the camper wearing nothing but a T-shirt, flip-flops, and a worried smile. I carefully opened the door so it wouldn't make any noise. The lights were all out except for the bathroom/shower light. This was an older camper, but it was a huge one. It had a master bedroom on one end, and two bunk beds on the other. In the middle, there was a kitchen/eating area and a small bathroom that housed a commode and shower. Ken had made a few modifications to the camper, and I was impressed every time I stepped into it.Sarah was asleep in the master bedroom. I decided to take a quick shower to wash the cum off my balls and ass crack and calm myself down. I hoped Ken would understand that this wasn't the "after I fucked Sarah" shower, and would stay outside. I didn't waste any time, and still had half an erection as I toweled myself dry.I came out of the little bathroom and turned out the light. I quietly stepped into the master bedroom and found Sarah asleep on her stomach, naked, and with one armed tucked under her. Her hand was between her legs and it looked like she had been fingering herself in her sleep.Jack and Sarah's not-so-private Tryst.I carefully got into bed with her, and slowly slid into position beside her, but a little lower. I put my hand on her leg and gently ran my fingers up and down, giving her goose bumps on her ass. At first she thought I was her husband and just moved over, and reached over to my hip.When she felt my pre-cum covered cock pressing against her, she was startled. Ken had a short, fat cock that curved up sharply making it look shorter than it probably really was. (I made that discovery when his shorts came off while waterskiing with a hard-on.) My cock was seven inches in length, thick as a cucumber, and stood straight out when erect. This definitely wasn't her husband's cock.She asked me; “ What do you think you are doing?” and drew the sheets up around her as she rolled on her back away from me. I thought I had ruined everything."Do you want me to leave?" I asked. I knelt up on the bed, making my cock bounce in front of me in the moonlight. She couldn't take her eyes off it."I don't know what I want, Jack.” she said. There was a long, uncomfortable pause. "But now that you're here, and you've crossed the line, I definitely don't want you to leave."She asked; “Did Ken put you up to this?”I said that Ken just wanted her to be happy; that he thought this might help.She asked; “What do you think would happen when I tell Angie that you fucked the shit out of me all night?” I knew she was playing with me and I told her; “You won't tell Angie anything with my cock in your mouth.”Sarah thought about it for a minute, and sat up, letting the sheets fall off her naturally large tits. My eyes were finally able to see in the darkness, and the moon was shining just enough to give me a great view of her incredible body. I leaned over to lightly kiss her, but she grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me hard on the mouth. Our tongues wound around each other like we were high school lovers. She reached down and grabbed the shaft of my cock while continuing to kiss my face, neck, and ears. She pushed me back down and kissed my chest, stomach, and legs. When she got to my feet, she put one toe at a time in her mouth and sucked and swirled her tongue around them. Then she rolled me onto my stomach and began kissing the back of my legs. She worked up my legs to my back, intentionally passing my ass, and then kissed me around my neck again. She lay on my back and worked her body between my legs, spreading them as she slid down my back with kisses along my spine.Clearly, she was living out her deeply held fantasy tryst with a man of her considerable desires.When she got to the crack of my ass, she spread my cheeks and began licking my crack lightly. I could feel her saliva dripping from her mouth as she began to concentrate on my asshole. She spread my cheeks further and pulled my ass up into the air, so that I was now kneeling, with my face still on the mattress, as her tongue found my sphincter again and again. Her fingers rubbed under my scrotum, working my prostate into high alert."Now, it's my turn" she said.I was seconds away from an incredible orgasm, but did as she asked. I kissed every inch of her body, in the exact order that she kissed mine, ending with her asshole. Her ass came up and her fingers found her clit while I tongued her anus. Within seconds, she was shuddering. She collapsed on her stomach, and then turned to give me a kiss goodnight."I'm not finished with you, yet, Sarah." I said. "Unless you really want to call it a night?" I asked."What else do you want to do? Aren't you exhausted, Jack?" she asked, almost whimpering. “I heard you rabbits fucking in the tent for nearly an hour.”"I know you've been talking to Angie, so you know I can fuck again and again." I said, kneeling again, straddles just over her waist with my bouncing cock tapping the cleavage of her tits. The tip was inches from her face.  "A friend asked me to fuck the shit out of his wife tonight, and that's what I'm going to do. We haven't fucked yet. Please tell me you aren't just a cock tease?”"Sarah looked like a girl on her birthday with a dozen presents left to open. She was glowing. She was now alive and wasn't sure where to begin. I helped her decide by holding the back of her head and gently pushing my cock in her mouth. She hadn't had to deal with a cock this long since her college days, and was a little out of practice. I let her gag a few times, then decided to give her a break and French-kissed her for a few minutes. While we kissed, I moved  down between her legs and pushed them apart and up so her feet were near her face. She guided my cock to her cunt and I easily slid inside her. I kissed her feet as she pulled me closer to her. Within minutes, she was clawing my thighs and muttering my name under her breath.I pulled out of her cunt and guided her legs back down. Kneeling, I got on top of her, and slid my cock between her tits. I knew I was only going to last a few more seconds, so I decided to give her tits a little attention before I came. As I moved forward, my knees pinned her arms down.“Drink it all, my buxom love bunny!” I said as I held her head back as I shot my full load in her mouth. Neither of us expected the amount of cum that I produced, but she winced and swallowed every drop like a college girl doing her first shot of tequila. Then she leaned in and captured the head of my cock in her lips. Her tongue went to work, polishing all the jizz off my glans.I carefully moved back down her body, kissing her forehead, nose, cheeks, and cum-covered lips. She ran her fingers through my hair as I kissed and sucked her nipples. I kissed her belly and worked my way down to her hairless cunt. I wasn't sure when she started waxing, but there were no bumps or razor burn.Just as I did to Angie

Dr. Trine Grønhaug Halvorsen is Professor in the Section for Pharmaceutical Chemistry within the Department of Pharmacy at the University of Oslo in Norway. In this episode, she talks about her research on dried blood spot sampling, detecting peptide doping agents in anti-doping samples, and development of smart samplers, which incorporate the initial sample preparation steps into the collection device. 

Episode 174 Chapter 33, Digital Synthesizers and Samplers. Works Recommended from my book, Electronic and Experimental Music  Welcome to the Archive of Electronic Music. This is Thom Holmes. This podcast is produced as a companion to my book, Electronic and Experimental Music, published by Routledge. Each of these episodes corresponds to a chapter in the text and an associated list of recommended works, also called Listen in the text. They provide listening examples of vintage electronic works featured in the text. The works themselves can be enjoyed without the book and I hope that they stand as a chronological survey of important works in the history of electronic music. Be sure to tune-in to other episodes of the podcast where we explore a wide range of electronic music in many styles and genres, all drawn from my archive of vintage recordings. There is a complete playlist for this episode on the website for the podcast. Let's get started with the listening guide to Chapter 33, Digital Synthesizers and Samplers from my book Electronic and Experimental music.   Playlist: DIGITAL SYNTHESIZERS AND SAMPLERS   Time Track Time Start Introduction –Thom Holmes 01:38 00:00 1.     Jon Appleton, “Syntrophia”(1978) from Music For Synclavier And Other Digital Systems. Composed and performed on the Synclavier, Dartmouth Digital Synthesizer, Jon Appleton. 08:55 01:40 2.     Claude Larsen, “Nitrogen” (1980) from Synthesis. Sounds a bit like “Oxygen” by Jarre from 1976. Programmed, performed, Fairlight CMI Music, Roland System 700, Oberheim TVS-1 Four Voice, Polymoog, Roland MC 8 Micro-Composer, Syntovox vocoder, Claude Larson. 02:31 10:36 3.     Eberhard Schoener, “Fairlight 80” (1980) from Events. Featured the Fairlight CMI played by Schoener and vocals by Clare Torry. 04:20 13:04 4.     Eberhard Schoener, “Events - A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu” (1980) from Events. Mellotron, Violin, Piano, Moog, Oberheim, Fairlight CMIsynthesizers, Eberhard Schoener;  Fairlight CMI, Morris Pert; Gong, Percussion (Gede, Kempli, Rejong), Furst Agong Raka; Gong, Percussion (Gender, Lanang, Rejong), Ketut Tama; Gong, Percussion (Wadong, Rejong), Rai Raka; Percussion, Morris Pert; Fender electric piano, Roger Munnis; tenor saxophone, Olaf Kübler; Drums,  Evert Fraterman, Pete York; Electric Bass, Steve Richardson; Electric Guitar, Ian Bairnson. 11:07 17:26 5.     Klaus Schulze, “Death Of An Analogue” (1980) from Dig It. All music played on the Crumar GDS digital synthesizer/computer. All percussion by F.S. Drum Inc. and GDS. 12:20 28:31 6.     Klaus Schulze, “The Looper Isn't A Hooker” (1980) from Dig It. All music played on the Crumar GDS digital synthesizer/computer. All percussion by F.S. Drum Inc. and GDS. 07:05 40:52 7.     Joel Chadabe and Jan Williams, “Song Without Words” (1981) from Rhythms For Computer And Percussion. "The equipment used in RHYTHMS is a portable minicomputer/digital synthesizer system designed and manufactured by New England Digital Corporation in Norwich, Vermont, expressly for making music.” This was an early Synclavier without a keyboard controller. Synclavier digital synthesizer, Joel Chadabe; Percussion, Vibraphone, Marimba, Slit Drum, Log, Wood Block, Temple Block, Cowbell, Singing Bowls, Jan Williams. 07:24 47:54 8.     Don Muro, “Deanna Of The Fields” (1981) from Anthology. Vocals, Piano, Electric Piano, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Synthesizer, Korg M1 Music Workstation, Bass, Drums, Percussion, Don Muro. 02:52 55:18 9.     Nervous Germans, “Hometown” (1981) from Nervösen Deutschen. Bass, Producer, Micki Mäuser; Drums, Udo Dahmen; Guitar, Manni Holländer; Vocals, Casio VL Tone micro keyboard, Grant Stevens. 05:15 58:10 10.   Tuxedomoon, “Blind” from Time To Lose, Blind. Effects, Guitar, Peter Principle; Casio M-10, Blaine L. Reininger; Vocals, Moog, Soprano Saxophone, Steven Brown; Vocals, Winston Tong. 07:44 01:03:26 11.   Herbie Hancock, “Rough” (1983) from Future Shock. Fairlight CMI, AlphaSyntauri, Emulator, Herbie Hancock; Background Vocals, Bernard Fowler, Grandmixer D.ST., Nicky Skopelitis, Roger Trilling; Bass, Bill Laswell; Drums, Sly Dunbar; Lead Vocals, Lamar Wright; Prophet-5, Michael Beinhorn; Turntables, Voice, Grandmixer D.ST. 06:54 01:11:00 12.   Wendy Carlos, “Genesis,” “Eden,” and “I.C. (Intergalactic Communications)” (1984) from Wendy Carlos' Digital Moonscapes. Programmed All Sounds programmed and performed on the Crumar GDS/Synergy digital synthesizer, Wendy Carlos. 15:20 01:17:50 13.   Ron Kuivila, “Household Object” (1984) from Fidelity. Casio VL toneand homemade electronics, Ron Kuivila. 09:34 01:33:20 14.   Lejaren Hiller, “Expo '85” (1985) from Computer Music Retrospective. Four short pieces highlight the versatility of the Kurzweil K250: “Circus Piece - A Cadential Process” (4:04), “Transitions - A Hierarchical Process” (2:12), “Toy Harmonium - A Statistical Process” (1:41), “Mix Or Match - A Tune Generating Process (5 Examples)” (3:44). 11:55 01:42:52 15.   Third World, “Can't Get You (Out Of My Mind)” (1985) from Sense Of Purpose. Yamaha DX7, Prophet 5, PFR Yamaha, Grand Piano Yamaha Acoustic, Organ Hammond B3, Clavinet Mohner D6, Percussion, Vocals, Michael "Ibo" Cooper; Backing Vocals, Glenn Ricks, Meekaaeel; Bass, Rhythm Guitar, Backing Vocals, Percussion, Richie "Bassie" Daley; Drums Yamaha Acoustic Drums, Electronic Drums Simmons, Drum Machine D.M.X., Drum Machine Linn Drum Machine, Percussion, Backing Vocals, Willie Stewart; Keyboards, Lead Guitar, Rhythm Guitar, Harmonica, Acoustic Guitar The Washburn Electro Acoustic, Vocals, Percussion, Stephen "Cat" Coore; Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Bill "Bunny Rugs" Clarke; Percussion, Neil Clarke; Percussion, Binghi Drums, Junior Wedderburn, Tschaka Tonge. 03:37 01:54:46 16.   George Todd, “Sound Sculptures” (1985) from Music For Kurzweil And Synclavier. Synclavier Digital Music System, George Todd. 09:02 01:58:22 17.   Russ Freeman, “Easter Island” (1986) from Nocturnal Playground. Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Guitar Synthesizer, Keyboard Bass, Emulator II, Linn 9000 Drum programming, Russ Freeman; Drums, Percussion, David Renick; Percussion, Emulator II programming, Steve Reid; Alto Saxophone, Brandon Fields. 05:30 02:07:22 18.   Donald Steven of G.E.M.S., “Images - Refractions Of Time And Space (1986)” from Group Of The Electronic Music Studio - McGill University. Yamaha DX7, Laurie Radford; Bass, John Oliver; Electric Flute, Jill Rothberg; Percussion, Elliot Polsky, François Gauthier. 11:42 02:12:52 19.   Jane Brockman, “Kurzweil Etudes” (1-3) (1986) from Music For Kurzweil And Synclavier. Kurzweil K250, Jane Brockman. 10:19 02:24:32 20.   Richard Burmer, “Across The View” (1987) from Western Spaces. Emulator II plus an analog synth, Richard Burmer. 04:38 02:34:48 21.   Sonny Sharrock Band, “Kate (Variations On A Theme By Kate Bush)” (1990) from Highlife.  Electronics, Korg M1, Korg Wave Station, Dave Snider; Bass, Charles Baldwin; Drums, Abe Speller, Lance Carter; Guitar, Sonny Sharrock. 05:52 02:39:32 22.   Second Decay, “Taste” (1994) from Taste. Produced with the Roland Compu Music CMU-800R workstation and without MIDI; Simmons Electronic Drums,Thomas V.. Other synths used: ARP Odyssey, ARP 2600, PPG Wave 2.0, Emulator I and II, Roland SH-101, SH-7, CR-78, TR-808, MC-4, TR-606, EMS Synthi A, Solina String, Mellotron, Crumar Performer, Teisco 110F, Wasp, Linn LM-1, SCI Pro-One, Minimoog, Korg Mono-Poly, SQ-10, Elektro Harmonix Minisynth, Vocoder and effect devices, Compact Phasing A, Roland Echos RE 201, SRE 555.  04:20 02:45:18   Additional opening, closing, and other incidental music by Thom Holmes. My Books/eBooks: Electronic and Experimental Music, sixth edition, Routledge 2020. Also, Sound Art: Concepts and Practices, first edition, Routledge 2022. See my companion blog that I write for the Bob Moog Foundation. For a transcript, please see my blog, Noise and Notations. Original music by Thom Holmes can be found on iTunes and Bandcamp.

Das aus Musiker:innen bestehende Kollektiv «Lauter» feiert heute mit dem Release eines Samplers das 10-jährige Jubiläum des eigenen Musiklabels. Vereinspräsident Raphael Weidmann ist zu Gast und erzählt, was Lauter von anderen Labels unterscheidet und warum es sie auch in 10 Jahren noch geben wird.

The Department of Agriculture, Trade and Consumer Protection announced the implementation of the mandatory National Milk Testing Strategy, required by the U.S. Department of Agriculture Animal and Plant Health Inspection Service. This comprehensive program aims to bolster highly pathogenic avian influenza surveillance of the nation’s dairy cattle herds, ensuring swift action to identify and address H5N1-affected herds. Under the NMTS, Wisconsin will soon initiate mandatory monthly milk sampling. With help from industry partners, it is expected that one milk sample will be obtained per dairy farm each month and tested at the Wisconsin Veterinary Diagnostic Laboratory. These samples will primarily be gathered through existing milk quality labs that work with Licensed Bulk Milk Weighers and Samplers, ensuring minimal disruption to dairy operations while obtaining farm-level results.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Oli Freke talks us through the history of samplers, from the introduction of the Mellotron in 1963, through to current day sampling software, while highlighting the golden era of sampling from the late 80s to early 90s.Chapters00:00 - Introduction01:08 - The Mellotron02:28 - Pre-Digital Samplers03:18 - Pierre Schaeffer And The Phonogène04:03 - Peter Zinovieff And EMS 05:44 - The University Of Illinois' PLATO06:08 - Harry Mendell's Melodian 07:21 - Wendel Sampling Computer08:29 - The Fairlight and Fairlight II15:20 - The Fundamentals Of Sampling19:43 - The Synclavier23:47 - Digital Delay Lines (DDLs)26:04 - EMU Systems Emulator31:01 - Ensoniq Mirage32:39 - Other Notable 1980s Releases34:46 - Akai S1000 and Roland S Series38:14 - Sampling And Legal Issues 41:16 - Modern Day SamplingOli Freke BiogOli Freke is a London based musician, artist and author who has had a life-long passion for electronic instruments, synthesizers and electronic music. Currently working for the BBC, he has previously enjoyed success with electro band Cassette Electrik supporting the Human League on tour, written music for television and produced dance music since the 1990s.His Synth Evolution range of posters, celebrating the synthesizer and electronic music culture, launched in 2017 and led to the definitive, hand-illustrated book, ‘Synth Evolution: From Analogue to Digital (and Back)', featuring every commercial synth of the 20th century.www.synthevolution.netwww.linktr.ee/olifrekeCatch more shows on our other podcast channels: https://www.soundonsound.com/sos-podcasts

In this episode of NeedleXChange I interview Neil Twist, an academic and self-confessed beginner stitcher based in Melbourne. Neil's just a year into his embroidery journey, but already he's exploring big questions about masculinity, perception, and what it means to stitch as a man. We talk about the courage it takes to embroider in public, the reactions you get – both expected and surprising – and how those quiet moments with needle and thread can spark real social reflection. Neil's experience as a gay man brings a rich and thoughtful perspective to the conversation, especially as we compare how our respective identities shape our paths in textile art.This wasn't planned as a NeedleXChange but it was such a good chat Neil allowed me to share it!Timestamps: 00:00:00 - Intro00:01:30 - Courage in Needlework: A Gender Perspective00:04:32 - Public Perception and Personal Anecdotes00:07:36 - Exploring the Embroiderers Guild Experience00:10:29 - Cultural Connections Through Needlework00:13:42 - The Historical Context of Needlework in Australia00:16:32 - The Role of Samplers in Education and Morality00:19:35 - The Evolution of Needlework Practices00:22:39 - Cross-Stitch: A Gateway Craft and Its PotentialIntro music is Zulu by Lucas Pittman via Epidemic Sound.About NeedleXChange:NeedleXChange is a conversation podcast with embroidery and textile artists, exploring their process and practice.Hosted by Jamie "Mr X Stitch" Chalmers, it is an in-depth showcase of the best needlework artists on the planet.Visit the NeedleXChange website: https://www.needl.exchange/Sign up for the NeedleXChange Newsletter here: https://bit.ly/NeedleXChangeNewsIf you want embroidery inspiration and regular doses of textile art, visit the Mr X Stitch site here: https://www.mrxstitch.comIf you're looking for modern cross stitch designs, then XStitch is the magazine you need!Subscribe to XStitch Magazine here: https://xstitchmag.com/modern-cross-stitch-magazine/And follow Mr X Stitch on all the usual social media channels!Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MrXStitchTwitter: https://www.twitter.com/MrXStitchInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/MrXStitchPinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/mrxstitch/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/mrjamiechalmers Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The Holiday season is in full swing & it's time for our annual Holiday Cigar Gift Guide! The best gifts for the cigar lover in your life this year. From New Cigars, to Samplers, & Accessories we got you covered! Join us as we light up the  Plasencia Alma Fuerte Generacion V , talk gifts, Daves weekly 6 pack, a Top 5 list and Kilt Mans Corner.   #Davidoff #Cigar #Davidgarofalo #Edsullivan #Aaronnoonan #Dandavison #TAA #TAH #Cigars #Theashholes #UnitedPodcastNetwork #Studio21PodcastCafe   Follow Us On: Facebook:   / ashholesradio  YouTube:    / @theashholes9602  Odysee: https://odysee.com/@theashholespodcast:f Instagram:   / ashholesradio  Twitter:   / theashholes  Listen to Us on: theashholes.podbean.com   or anywhere you listen to your favorite podcasts   Join us as we broadcast live on location from Studio 21 Podcast Cafe high above Two Guys Smoke Shop in Salem, New Hampshire on the United Podcast Network, every Tuesday @ 4pm.  

Proudly sponsored by PyMC Labs, the Bayesian Consultancy. Book a call, or get in touch!My Intuitive Bayes Online Courses1:1 Mentorship with meOur theme music is « Good Bayesian », by Baba Brinkman (feat MC Lars and Mega Ran). Check out his awesome work!Visit our Patreon page to unlock exclusive Bayesian swag ;)Takeaways:User experience is crucial for the adoption of Stan.Recent innovations include adding tuples to the Stan language, new features and improved error messages.Tuples allow for more efficient data handling in Stan.Beginners often struggle with the compiled nature of Stan.Improving error messages is crucial for user experience.BridgeStan allows for integration with other programming languages and makes it very easy for people to use Stan models.Community engagement is vital for the development of Stan.New samplers are being developed to enhance performance.The future of Stan includes more user-friendly features.Chapters:00:00 Introduction to the Live Episode02:55 Meet the Stan Core Developers05:47 Brian Ward's Journey into Bayesian Statistics09:10 Charles Margossian's Contributions to Stan11:49 Recent Projects and Innovations in Stan15:07 User-Friendly Features and Enhancements18:11 Understanding Tuples and Their Importance21:06 Challenges for Beginners in Stan24:08 Pedagogical Approaches to Bayesian Statistics30:54 Optimizing Monte Carlo Estimators32:24 Reimagining Stan's Structure34:21 The Promise of Automatic Reparameterization35:49 Exploring BridgeStan40:29 The Future of Samplers in Stan43:45 Evaluating New Algorithms47:01 Specific Algorithms for Unique Problems50:00 Understanding Model Performance54:21 The Impact of Stan on Bayesian ResearchThank you to my Patrons for making this episode possible!Yusuke Saito, Avi Bryant, Ero Carrera, Giuliano Cruz, Tim Gasser, James Wade, Tradd Salvo, William Benton, James Ahloy, Robin Taylor,, Chad Scherrer, Zwelithini Tunyiswa, Bertrand Wilden, James Thompson, Stephen Oates, Gian Luca Di Tanna, Jack Wells, Matthew Maldonado, Ian Costley, Ally Salim, Larry Gill, Ian Moran, Paul Oreto, Colin Caprani, Colin...

In this episode, Isabella interviews Sarah Brokenborough, a PhD student at Tulane University, about her master's dissertation entitled "What's the Use?: A Comparison of Needlework Samples Made By Free, Freed, and Enslaved Schoolgirls in the Early Nineteenth-Century Atlantic World."Images and sources are available at @sewwhatpodcast on Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook. The podcast has a website, sewwhatpodcast.com.

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On today's episode of the Long Ash Podcast, Nick and Chris smoke unbanned samplers for JR's next project while “pitching” a new idea for marketing a new style in samplers for the potential future. Enjoy!

In this landmark episode, David reviews and shares perspectives and learnings from the entire collection of 30 five-stock samplers picked from 2015 to 2021, and reviewed into 2024. Using his special 10 1/2 chapter format, David reflects on the themes, results, and lessons from six years of stock picking. How'd we do?! Discover the highs and lows, the glory and the pain, and the enduring principles of Rule Breaker Investing. Companies Discussed: AAPL, AMZN, BKNG, DIS, GOOG, IPGP, MELI, NFLX, NVDA, PTON, SE, TDOC, TSLA, TWOU  Host: David Gardner Producer: Desiree Jones

Sintonía: "Dot 2" - Gonzales"Song X" - Kyrie Kristmanson; "Needle In The Hay" - Mélissa Laveaux; "Revue Noire" - Nicolas Repac; "Ghana Blues" - Toto Bona Lokua; "Alegría" - Batida; "Sintiendo" - Bomba Estéreo; "Point Of No Return" - The Funkees; "Esclavo moderno" - Manuel Alvarez y sus Dangers; "El sonerito" - Michi Sarmiento; "Manicero" - Familia Atlantica; "Lonely Woman" - Misja Fitzgerald Michel; "The End Of A Love Affair (ft. Billie Holiday) - Nicolas Repac; "Ma-Ma FC" - Ballaké Sissoko & Vincent Segal Escuchar audio

Today we're joined by Mike Rugnetta, a sound explorer of many forms. We get into music, podcasting, and a bit of sonic philosophy. Mike teaches us about field recorders, specifically the Sound Devices MixPre-3, and how they've been a part of his creative output through the years. Expect discussions of the meditative nature of capturing and manipulating sound, the value of a ping pong ball, and why Mike nearly chose a hard drive as his object. Oh and of course if you have an opinion on Kierkegaard's favorite pedal, drop us a line at 505-ODD-HOGS.Listen to Never Post: https://www.neverpo.st/Check out all things Mike: https://rugnetta.com/Buy Old Blood pedals: http://www.oldbloodnoise.comJoin the conversation in Discord: https://discord.com/invite/PhpA5MbN5uFollow us on the socials: @mikerugnetta, @oldbloodnoise, @andyothling, @danfromdsf

Sintonía: "Escape Velocity" - Man Or Astro-Man?"Turn Away" - The Mortals; "Hate Your Way" - The Mono Men; "Kill That Guy" - Von Zippers; "I Know It All Doll" - Splash 4; "Psychodestruct" - Switch Trout; "Make My Way" - The Mooney Suzuki; "Deora" - The Volcanos; "SGWTF" - Von Zippers; "I Want Some More" - No Talents; "New Arsenal" - Fatal Flying Guilloteens; "Sock It To Me" - T.V. Killers; "Do The Skin Crawl" - The Knockout Pills; "Cool American" - Watts; "Hold The Roll" - Gas Huffer; "Good As Gold" - Federation X; "All Night Burner" - The Crown Royals; "Take Me To The Speedway" - The DexateensEscuchar audio

Sintonía: "Foxy" - Earl Guest"Family Reunion" y "Reckless Abandon" - Blink 181; "Jungle Telegraph" - Eels; "Look What Happened" - Less Than Jake; "Summer Wind Was Always Our Song" - The Ataris; "90´s Love" - Half Foot Outside; "True Zero" - ZeroZero; "Wait A Minute" - The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion; "Ridin´" - Buckcherry; "Ignition" - Brian Setzer; "Low-Fi Love" - Kabuto Jr.; "The Real You" - Dance Hall Crashers; "GT 400" - Thee Michelle Gun Elephant.Escuchar audio

ヤマハSEQTRAK、Atmoph Window Yo、ホロタイル、CSSと文字組み、Spline、ビットコインETFなど最近気になったサブトピックスを話しました。

Steve kicks off 2024 in typically contrasting style by celebrating the London Symphony Orchestra's school outreach program, and getting lost in a world on samplers and synthesisers as he sets out to create a UK Hardcore version of the podcast intro, courtesy of the genre tombola...Wilton's Music Hall tickets for 20th January: https://www.wiltons.org.uk/whatson/854-steve-pretty-and-friends-on-the-origin-of-the-piecesSteve's website: http://www.stevepretty.comPatreon: https://www.patreon.com/StevePrettyOnTheOriginofthePieces Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Agradece a este podcast tantas horas de entretenimiento y disfruta de episodios exclusivos como éste. ¡Apóyale en iVoox! COMICOFONÍA #271… Esta semana os hablamos de los encuentros con algunos oyentes y seguidores, os contaremos la liada de la Barbacoa, reflexionaremos sobre las Graphic Novel Wars, os ponemos al dia con problemas de la web y os adelantamos la próxima gran locura en la que empezaremos a trabajar. La Comicofonía consiste en una hora en directo a micro abierto donde podréis conocernos mejor, escucharnos de forma más distendida y lo más importante, podréis participar todos en directo con nosotros. Durante esta hora nos oiréis charlar sobre diversos temas y escuchareis nuestros experimentos radiofónicos más rocambolescos. Será una hora desenfadada llena de humor e improvisación. Para escuchar este audio suscríbete para apoyar todo lo que hacemos desde Patreon.com/TomosyGrapas uniéndote a la nuestra comunidad de YouTube o bien apoyando nuestro canal desde Ivoox. Escucha este episodio completo y accede a todo el contenido exclusivo de Tomos y Grapas Cómics. Descubre antes que nadie los nuevos episodios, y participa en la comunidad exclusiva de oyentes en https://go.ivoox.com/sq/126491

Our topic this week is reproduction samplers, our sponsor is Sassy Jacks Stitchery, and our guests are Beth Hoffmann and Rebecca Peterson, the sisters behind My Sister’s Samplers. The ladies recently participated in their first Nashville Market, offering their first collection of reproduction samplers, all available at Sassy Jacks. In our conversation we learn about […]

Bishop Tha DJ and Son Brave take listeners on a trip through memory lane to discuss Hip Hop production techniques and their evolution. From two turntables and vinyl records, the Roland TR-808, Akai MPC series, SP-1200 to FL Studio and more. Featuring the best mixes and blends by Bishop of music from Boot Camp Clik, Mobb Deep, Styles P, Conway The Machine, Roc Marciano, Big L and more. February 3rd, 2023. Art by Bishop Tha DJ. VISIT https://linktr.ee/trueOGseries TO STREAM THE FULL PODCAST OR FOR MORE INFO

It's been an exciting month as a fiber enthusiast, with a teaching engagement, finished projects, plans for 2023 — and a giveaway for YAYH listeners.

About: PTNA aka Justin Olson began his music journey with the Violin at age 3. By the time he was in college, Justin shared his songs in live performances and open mics building confidence as a performer, and learn the satisfaction of sharing his creations with the world. As an artist, it is easy to become lost in your head and process, live performance is a very important tool to receive feedback and input that guides your creative output and can give you the needed confidence to share it with the world. In 2014, Justin began his journey into Synthesizers, Electronic Drums, Samplers and Drum Machines. Since 2014, Justin has focused on creating musical projects, performances and albums on his Eurorack Modular. He has released 20 + albums of music during this time-frame and has enjoyed the process of patching a song over hours to days and then performing it live and capturing the performance. Justin has performed around the state of Arizona including: Tempe Center for the Arts “ Singer Songwriters Showcase” in partnership with PBS, “Knock the Blues out of Hunger” Blues Festival, Glendale Folk Festival, Weekly “Fun Fridays” at the Tempe Center for the Arts and most recently, a live Eurorack Modular Performance at , “ Wireheads” in downtown Phoenix. Justin enjoys introducing people to Modular synthesis and being a knowledgeable resource to expose and bring students into the area of study and creation. His mission is to help guide newcomers through the vast market of gear, resource material and introducing them to basic skills that build on each other and provide a strong foundation to continue their very personal journey of building their own Modular instrument. Justin is currently a modular Synthesizer instructor and has taught at the Academy of Modern Music Production (AMMP) in Mesa, AZ. Links: https://ptna.bandcamp.com/ http://m.soundcloud.com/ptna

To SUPPORT our Independent production CashApp:$DEVINWADESHOWThe Devinwade Show with Porta Rich & Walesca D is back for SEASON2!! This is NOT A PODCAST! Developed by The Producer that brought you Million Dollaz Worth of Game, this offering serves as a great dose of weekly comedic & unapologetic takes on Real Life situations and topics. Co-Hosted by Rapper/actor Porta Rich & Stylist Walesca D. If you're a lover of Real People, Comedy, Art, Hip-Hop & social issue discussions, this is the show for you. ALWAYS Under Construction. We'd rather Build Than Destroy. Welcome to The Devinwade Show!EVERY TUESDAY NIGHT AT 9PM!Created by @DEVINWADE (Devinwade Robinson)Hosted by @PortaRich & @WalescaDNASTYGIRLZ: @CynthiaAnn_x @Monica.MulattoAudio Episodes Every Week on All Digital platforms!

Why I find people that take Costco samples annoying. Also my problem with fake motivational speakers.

Today we dig in on Eurorack Samplers, a couple of our fav Eurorack sequencers and Synthplex 2019. Ken does a ER-301 breaks chopping demo and Lee does a dual phonogene walk-thru as dive deep into eurorack samplers. PANELISTS (Follow & Support) Corry Bboytech Banks IG: http://www.instagram.com/bboytechreport http://www.instagram.com/beatppl http://www.instagram.com/modbap Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/bboytechreport http://www.twitter.com/THEBeatPPL Site: http://www.bboytechreport.com http://www.beatppl.com Ken Flux Pierce (FluxWithIt) IG: http://www.instagram.com/Fluxwithit Site: http://www.fluxwithit.com D. Steele (MSX Audio) IG: http://www.instagram.com/danielsteele... Site: https://www.dstlproductions.com/ https://www.msxaudio.com/ Ali The Architect IG: http://www.instagram.com/ali.the.arch... Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/AliTheArchitect Lee Coleman (Make Noise) IG: http://www.instagram.com/wLee Aaron Guice (AfroRack) IG: http://www.instagram.com/AfroRack Site: http://www.afrorack.com

Historical Exhibitions Opening Saturday June 18, 2022 Sharon, CT: The Sharon Historical Society & Museum is pleased to announce the exhibit, Sharon Collects: Samplers from the Collection of Alexandra Peters. The public is invited to attend the opening reception on Saturday, June 18, 2022, from 5-7PM. SHARON COLLECTS: Samplers from the Collection of Alexandra Peters Before adding a sampler to her collection, Sharon, CT resident Alexandra Peters researched the lives of the sampler makers and the world revealed by their needlework. The girls in this collection were touched by abolition, the Underground Railroad, and the anti-slavery movement. A few girls settled the Connecticut Western Reserve, others were educated at the three exceptional academies for girls in northwest Connecticut. Quaker girls created elegant darning samplers, and older girls stitched elaborate tales from classical history and literature. Some girls in England sewed world maps. Other girls in the United States documented their family histories, sisters worked companion samplers, and the women of Nathaniel Hawthorne's family subtly influenced his storytelling with their needlework. Writing with needles, these sampler creators left us a powerful legacy that opens a window into the early education of girls, who their families were, and how they documented their very existence.  Sharon Historical Society & Museum is located at 18 Main Street in Sharon, CT.  Museum hours are Wednesday, Thursday and Friday from noon to 4:00 PM, Saturday from 10:00 AM to 2:00 PM and by appointment. Admission is free. For more information and directions, call (860) 364-5688 or visit www.sharonhist.org

Historical Exhibitions Opening Saturday June 18, 2022 Sharon, CT: The Sharon Historical Society & Museum is pleased to announce the exhibit,Sharon Collects: Samplers from the Collection of Alexandra Peters. The public is invited to attend theopening reception on Saturday, June... Read More ›

How to identify and authenticate antique samplers is today's topic. Join Danna and Wayne for a deep dive.

Train ride in Tulovo, Bulgaria reimagined by Simon Woods. "The piece is made entirely from samples from the field recording. No synths were harmed during the making of the piece.  Reproduced in Samplers and Wavetable synths."

HAL is a Drill n' Bass and Braindance producer from Detroit Michigan. HAL has releases with Labels such as Pr0gramma, and most recently Detroit Underground. Heavily influenced by influential labels such as Rephlex, and Warp Records, old XOX boxes, tracker breaks, 90's Samplers, and Romplers make up for a majority of the soundscapes.

Derived from the Latin word ‘exemplum' or Old French term ‘essamplaire' meaning example, Samplers were a way to reference various designs, types of stitches and their textures, becoming a personal authority or aide-mémoire to record and trial multiple complex stitching techniques, featuring moralising texts, pictorial motifs as well as alphabets, numerals and personal information.  

Colt puts pubes in Zack's wallet. Zack plays runescape. We talk ghosts, aids orphans, prison plans, and high school bullies

Miles flies solo and reviews some promotional music for you. The episode has a few very heavy metal songs, so if you're not into this episode, it's understandable. I hope you like it and that Victory Records and Equal Vision records do not get mad at me for featuring music that they gave away for free...

I've been working on my new book “Toilet Paper Math”. Last week I talked about the three "P"s of Thought Leadership and I would be remiss if I did not interject some potty humor. That's why I am calling this a Pu-Pu Platter of content. A Pu-Pu Platter is a selection of Chinese food that lets you sample before you order the main course. You can do the same thing with your content. No matter how big or small, you can grab pieces that create appetizers. Then people can sample to get a taste of what you are presenting.You can create a content ecosystem by sampling parts of your blogs, webinars podcasts, video, presentation, and more, and creating bite-sized chunks that attract people to your main course. I will give you some great ideas about how you can incorporate and sample all of these: The Pu-Pu Platter Live Presentations or Classes Webinars Video Audio & Podcasts Ebooks Blogs Infographics Awareness Graphics In this episode, we dig into the sampler and how you can use each type of content to create marketing appetizers to attract your perfect customer to the main course... SALES!.

On whatever day this was in their eating history, Joey has his very soul put on the line, Collin fails to stop overeating and Nick misses bagels. Important talking points: Hungry MFers, Eating those kids lunches, The Mayonnaise Flan Bagel, Orange Juice Pranks Website: www.vrtcast.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/veryrealtournament/ Instagram: www.instagram.com/vrtcast/ Twitter: www.twitter.com/vrtcast YouTube: www.youtube.com/channel/UCGApDqDdgFD0DvaGdrlcdhA Email: Vrtcast@gmail.com