Podcasts about strutting

Jim and Scott roll out a Spring Special on fish spawning, turkey strutting and Morel mushrooms.

Chris Dobbs started Working Style in the mid-1980s and joins Emile Donovan.

Join @BriceIzyah and @JtiaPhd as they break down The Real Housewives of Potomac Season 9, Episodes 16 and 17! From Keiarna and Greg's emotional fallout to Wendy's big news about her talk show heading to the White House, the drama doesn't stop. Plus, Staci confronts Karen over shady pre-filming comments, sparking explosive tensions. And just when you think it can't get any crazier, Staci's Strutting for Strays charity event ends with a bang! Don't miss Brice and J'tia's hilarious takes and sharp insights on all the iconic Potomac chaos!

Purple Pants Podcast | Strutting for Strays Join @BriceIzyah and @JtiaPhd as they break down The Real Housewives of Potomac Season 9, Episodes 16 and 17! From Keiarna and Greg's emotional fallout to Wendy's big news about her talk show heading to the White House, the drama doesn't stop. Plus, Staci confronts Karen over shady pre-filming comments, sparking explosive tensions. And just when you think it can't get any crazier, Staci's Strutting for Strays charity event ends with a bang! Don't miss Brice and J'tia's hilarious takes and sharp insights on all the iconic Potomac chaos! You can also watch along on Brice Izyah's YouTube channel to watch us break it all down. https://youtube.com/channel/UCFlglGPPamVHaNAb0tL_s7g LISTEN: Subscribe to the Purple Pants podcast feed  WATCH: Watch and subscribe to the podcast on YouTube SUPPORT: Become a RHAP Patron for bonus content, access to Facebook and Discord groups plus more great perks! Previously on the Purple Pants Podcast Feed: Purple Pants Podcast Archives Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Join @BriceIzyah and @JtiaPhd as they break down The Real Housewives of Potomac Season 9, Episodes 16 and 17! From Keiarna and Greg's emotional fallout to Wendy's big news about her talk show heading to the White House, the drama doesn't stop. Plus, Staci confronts Karen over shady pre-filming comments, sparking explosive tensions. And just when you think it can't get any crazier, Staci's Strutting for Strays charity event ends with a bang! Don't miss Brice and J'tia's hilarious takes and sharp insights on all the iconic Potomac chaos!

The culprits to Carver's kidnapping have been found, but Carver has not! To find the answers, the heroes must act as villains themselves and sneak into the River City First Enforcement Headquarters!Abnimals Theme by Justin McElroy, Eric Near (https://bit.ly/ericnearmusic) and Jonathan Coulton (https://www.jonathancoulton.com/).Additional Music in this Episode: "Neo Soul", "Deja Vu", "Blood in the Water", "This Could Get Dark", "Heading Home", "Strutting", and "Hellafunk" by Mr. Smith: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSk2j0fTMw9V94UGyfWrSuA?; "Lurking Terror" and "Quickening"by malictusmusic: https://www.malictusmusic.com/; "Thunder" by The Wanderer: https://freemusicarchive.org/music/stranger/; "Turn around" by Koi-discovery: https://koi-discovery.lescigales.org/; "High on Loungin'" by Wax Lyricist: https://freemusicarchive.org/music/wax-lyricist/; and "Taffy Machine" by Kate Kody: https://freemusicarchive.org/music/kate-kody/.Palestine Children's Relief Fund: https://www.pcrf.net/

Join us for an inspiring journey through fashion history as we explore the groundbreaking story of Tracey "Africa" Norman, the first African-American trans model to achieve mainstream success in the 1970s. From her meteoric rise in the fashion industry to her historic Clairol campaigns, we delve into Norman's remarkable journey of resilience, authenticity, and triumph. In this 20-ish minute episode, we'll explore her breakthrough moments, the challenges she faced in a groundbreaking career, her influential role in the ballroom scene, and her inspiring comeback that continues to impact fashion industry inclusivity today. Content Warning: This episode contains discussions of discrimination and workplace prejudice. ---------------------------------------------------------- @translessonplan @mariiiwrld Merch: ⁠⁠https://trans-lesson-plan.printify.me/products⁠⁠ Subscribe to our newsletter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://mailchi.mp/a914d2eca1cf/trans-lesson-plan⁠ ---------------------------------------------------------- Works Cited: Brennan Kilbane, Diego Bendezu. “At 71, the First Black Trans Model Looks Back.” Allure, Allure, 3 Oct. 2024, www.allure.com/story/tracey-norman-beauty-profile. Masters, Jeffrey. “Tracey ‘Africa' Norman Looks Back on Her Legendary Modeling Career.” Advocate.Com, Advocate.com, 31 May 2023, www.advocate.com/transgender/2021/1/27/transgender-tracey-africa-norman-clairol-model. Masters, Jeffrey. “Tracey ‘Africa' Norman Looks Back on Her Legendary Modeling Career.” Advocate.Com, Advocate.com, 31 May 2023, www.advocate.com/transgender/2021/1/27/transgender-tracey-africa-norman-clairol-model. “Queer Newark - Tracey Africa Norman.” Queer Newark - Oral History Project, 31 Oct. 2016, queer.newark.rutgers.edu/interviews/tracey-africa-norman. TodayShow. “Meet Tracey ‘africa' Norman, the 1st Black Trans Model Who Was on a Clairol Box in 1975.” TODAY.Com, TODAY, 1 June 2021, www.today.com/style/tracey-africa-norman-1st-black-trans-model-was-born-her-t219674. “Tracey Norman - Model.” MODELS.Com, models.com/models/tracey-norman. Accessed 7 Dec. 2024. “Trans Visibility in Fashion: The Past, The Present and Future | InStyle.” InStyle, YouTube, www.youtube.com/watch?v=vj1Y7ZvPhrg. Accessed 7 Dec. 2024. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/translessonplan/support

One of the things I detest the most in life is being around someone who is bursting with pride. Arghhh! It is nauseating. I had not been around anyone like that in a while, but recently have had more than my share of witnessing a good dose of it first-hand. It reminds me of football season when some player achieves something like scoring a touchdown and then they strut around like a spring turkey gobbler all puffed up for all to see. It was a wise coach who instructed his young player who was putting on just such an exhibition to “try and act like you been there before son”. No doubt the coach was as embarrassed and nauseated by it as all of the fans . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/2024/10/strutting-like-a-turkey-2/

The cherry date and the next phase of Ken's love life. By  PrairieDad1. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “So, I'm going to be the first man to make love to you. Wow. I'm honoured.” he says. Come here baby. Daddy needs a hug. Angela steps into Kens open arms. They embrace. Bodies molded together. A tear runs down Ken's cheek. “I'm so happy right now. This is going to be a super special summer and extra special occasion. You sure do know how to turn a guy on, baby.” They laugh. “Yep, I can tell,” she says, laughing, feeling Kens erection pushing into her tummy. “Me too daddy. It'll be super special. I can hardly wait. I'm wet just thinking about it.”“Are you nervous babykins? I'll try not to hurt you,” he says. “Daddy, I just sucked your cock into my mouth. My first time ever doing that. So, no, you won't hurt me.” “I'm so proud of you baby.” Ken turns and holds Angela in his arms, embracing her tightly into his body. They continue their climb to the top, arriving at the pickup on the ridge. “Daddy's hungry again,” he says, with a big smile. “Can daddy have dessert, please?” “You can eat me anytime daddy.” Angela lowers the tailgate and jumps up into the box. “Dessert is served,” she says, laughing. “Come and get it.” And Ken does. Just like that the damp Daisy Mae's are discarded and Ken is looking at a bald pussy, drops of moisture beading up on the pussy lips. Lowering his face, he sucks the folds of skin into his mouth. Sitting up her arms supporting her with knees bent, legs spread wide, ass on the tailgate edge, she smiles and watches her lover, her adopted daddy. Driving Angela wild. Trying to hold her legs steady, and failing. Her body trembling, she cries out, "Argh, Fuck!” And cums. Her liquid arousal filling Kens mouth and covering his face, he licks and swallows. A happy man. Over the top happy. His young lover orgasming. And he doing what he likes best, Eating Pussy. Grabbing their blanket, he wraps and covers Angela before carrying her shaking body to the front door of the pickup. An hour later they arrive home and park in the driveway. All seems quiet. No one is around. Ken carries his lover into the house and straight to the shower in the washroom. Their early to mid morning adventure finished. What transpired that morning ignited a fuse within them both. During the following week Angela was constantly visiting Ken. Neither of them wanting to spend a moment separated. Kens fixation with ‘eating pussy' and Angela's discovery of how much she enjoy 'giving head' was a match made in heaven. So much so they ate and sucked their way to new heights of sexual fulfillment. Finally, the weekend was upon them. Laying in each others arms in the afterglow of making love, oral love, their faces covered with one another's CUM. Ken smiles “I do believe we should have a proper date this weekend. An in the city, fancy restaurant, 5 star hotel, a daddy and daughter romantic date. What sayeth you m'lady?” “I sayeth 'oh goody kind Sir'. Daddy gonna pop my cherry,” she asks, giggling. “We're gonna fuck like rabbits, over and over and over,” he says, laughing. “Fuck my brains out daddy. I want your big sausage inside me,” she says, a huge face covering smile. “But for now, I'll just suck you again” leaning over and taking Ken's cock into her willing mouth. “Oh no you don't. Me too,'” Ken says as he adjusts their bodies, laying on the bed with Angela positioned on top of him, her head over his cock, her pussy over his mouth. Both diving in, the sounds of slurping, sucking and licking filling the bedroom. Kens hands on Angela's butt, fingers pushing on her cheeks exposing and opening her small puckered asshole. Tongue licking and teasing the forbidden hole. Angela's tongue expertly licking the long thick veiny and hairy shaft. Opening her mouth and sliding her lips over his mushroomed cockhead. Swallowing him inch by inch into her mouth and throat. Her eyes watering, his girth stretching her mouth wide open. Using his tongue like a poker Ken pushes thru her puckered opening. A gasp, her body shakes. Moving her back and forth, her ass riding on his tongue. Bobbing her head up and down sucking on Kens thick girth, damp brunette hair hanging down over her face. Ken guides his tongue from asshole to pussy licking along the folds of skin. Angela shivers. Tasting her sweet nectar, flicking his tongue in and out of the wet pussy, her body shivers as an Orgasm builds within her. Her continued sucking is also building an orgasm within Ken. A loud gasp, an “Argh”, and Angela's sex is released in orgasm. Ken licks and laps up the river of sex, tasting his lover. Ken moans loudly, hips shaking, his cock erupting, again, with gobs of cum filling Angela's throat. She releases her toy and cum spurts over her cheeks, chin and breasts. She collapses on Kens body, Her mouth sore from so much exercising. They lay in the afterglow of sex, damp bodies relaxing, breathing slowing. Wrapping his arms around Angela, holding her tightly, fingers caressing her back, waist and bum, he falls asleep. Angela, her face resting on Kens flaccid cock, blinks her eyes closing them and drifting off to sleep. During the next week the sexcapades continued uninterrupted. Never tiring of one another. Their tongues and lips working magic with each other's body. The sounds of sucking and slurping filling Kens house. The yelps, gasps and screaming orgasms rocking their bodies. Whether shaking, shivering or tremoring, their bodies always reaching fulfillment. Cum and sex filling their mouths, covering their cheeks and licked up readily with their tongues. Never receiving enough, always wanting more, their ultimate goal: sexual bliss. In the end, two bodies collapsing in an entangled of arms and legs in exhaustion. As the week closes, Angela and Ken decide Date Night in the city is in order. Wanting their relationship to progress to the next level of Erotica, which for them, will be sexual intercourse. For Ken, it's the taking of Angela's cherry and she losing her virginity. And, in Angela's mind, the act fulfills a long-held fantasy, the fulfillment of her dream in becoming a woman living in the love and nurture of an older man, her reward for loving him. And maybe, just maybe, becoming a mommy. Angela smiles to herself. Friday arrives. Ken has already made all the arrangements for their weekend of romance. Their special date. Not wanting to overlook a thing and making sure everything is in order he goes over very detail. Angela, her life about to change forever through one act, her deflowering, giving up her virginity to a man. In her mind, no small act. She desires for this weekend to be as special as the event warrants. And wanting to present herself to Ken as the chaste and pure woman she is. She chooses a White Matte Strapless Dress, a sleek curve hugging tube dress with an hourglass cut. The colour of purity wrapped in a “fuck me” dress. Looking at herself in the full length mirror, even she is impressed with what she sees. She wonders whether they will even make it out of the driveway, never mind eating dinner before arriving at the hotel. She smiles. Wanting to create the perfect impression for Ken she believes she has succeeded. Leaving her bedroom and heading down the stairs, she hears the doorbell ring. “I'll get it” she yells out to her mom who is sipping wine on the living room couch. On seeing her, mom gasps, “goin on a hot date?” “You could say that,” Angela smiles. “I'll be gone until tomorrow.” As Angela makes her way to the door, her mom is thinking, 'our neighbour, Ken must be quite the guy to cause such a radical difference in my daughter. I'm so Fin jealous.' Angela swings the door open. Ken stands on the doorstep a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand, dressed in a black silk shirt and dress slacks. A long whistle sounds, surprise written in his eyes as he holds the bouquet out for Angela to take. “You are an extraordinary vision of purity and beauty Me'Lady.” Angela curtsies. “Thank you kind Sir.” Pointing to the floor, “I have a small shoulder bag,” which Ken picks up and then holds an arm out to guide her to the car. Opening the door and allowing Angela to slide into her seat, Ken watches closely. He walks around the car to the drivers door and gets in himself. Looking over at Angela, mouth open and speechless, he whistles again. Leaning back into her seat, legs crossed, thick nippled perky breasts outlined in elegant whiteness, long legs and muscular thighs on display, she holds the bouquet of yellow roses in her lap. A larger than life huge smile graces her face. Purring softly in a seductive voice, she says, “Take me to our honeymoon suite oh gracious King.” “Certainly Princess.” To say Ken is beyond aroused it an understatement for the ages. At this point he is questioning whether he'll make it to the hotel, never mind eating dinner. An evening of foreplay is in the cards. Forty five minutes later they are parked at the small Italian Restaurant. A romantic dinner awaits them. Ken Escorts his Princess across the parking lot, arm wrapped around her waist, hand on her butt, fingers caressing her matte covered flesh and a giant erection in his trousers. Escorted to their window view table toward the back of the dimly lit dining room, Ken seats his angel, before seating himself. They Sit beside one another facing the window and the view of the harbour, their backs to the rest of the dining room. Angela's hand rests on Kens cock. Kens hand rests between Angela's crossed legs, trapped. The foreplay continues. “Tell me what you are going to do to me tonight darling,” she says, her hand massaging his hardness. “If you don't stop turning me on even more than you have already, not much,” he says. Angela stops her massaging, a pout forming on her face. “I'm going to fuck you so hard and for so long you will be laying in a CUM lake,” Ken whispers. This brings a smile back to Angela's face. “Promise,” she says. “Before I do that, I'm going to eat your pussy and lick your ass,” Ken smiles. “My appetizer.” “Either I am peeing myself or you have me so wet. oh fuck,” Angela moans, “I'm cumming,” she says, leaning back in the chair, uncrossing her legs and spreading them. She shivers. Ken feels the moisture on his hand, lifts his fingers to his mouth and tastes them. “Yep, you came. Have a taste.” Their waiter arrives with a bottle of wine, takes their food order and departs. “That was intense, what just happened to me. I like our foreplay. I'm so fuckin ripe.” she wispers. “Oh baby, you ain't seen nothin yet,” Ken says, pouring the wine. “Ripe for the pickin.” "You got that right baby,” she says, leaning her head on his shoulder, “I can hardly wait.” “Know what? I want a baby, your baby,” glancing up up at him, “Is that okay daddy?” “You know it is. I'll give you all the babies you want babykins.” “Now, that makes me horny,” she giggles, “super horny.” “You sure you really wanna eat Italian,” she asks. “Nope,” reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and dropping a couple big bills on the table. Ken Slides off his chair, stands and then helps Angela from her chair. They walk out of the restaurant passing their waiter, “Moneys on the table,” Ken smiles. Once outside, Ken sweeps Angela up into his arms and carries her to the car and seating her. They buckle into their seats. They roar off. Angela tittering and giggling the entire time. Five minutes later they are registering at the hotel. Angela, dressed in her white micro dress attracts the attention of several men, stands close to Ken not wanting anyone to notice the Orgasm stains on her legs, thighs and dress. At the same time this causes her to feel naughty and horny. Whispering in his ear, “I love you daddy,” running her tongue over his ear lobe. Distracting Ken from what he is doing, he turns to her and smiles, runs a hand over her ass cheeks and growls, “Grrrrrr, another ten minutes babykins and I'll, ” his voice trails off as he pinches her bum. Laughing. Finally finished registering, she struts over to the elevator walking ahead of him her ass invitingly wiggling for his pleasure. A porter follows carrying her shoulder bag. In the elevator, the building foreplay of the evening and their horniness threatens to explode. Angela slips into Kens arms, their bodies molded together, lips locked into a long wet passionate kiss. The porter tries averting his yes. Ken's hands again caressing ass cheeks. A favourite activity of his. Angela's hands fondling the lump of arousal in his slacks. Their lust builds. The elevator stops. They follow the porter down the hall. He opens the door to their room and places the bag inside. Ken hands him a bill, lifts his lover bride in his arms and carries her over the threshold. Angela squeals with laughter, the door closing with a loud click. Ken gently lays her on the bed. “Give me five minutes daddy. I'm going to freshen up,” she says, sliding off the bed and grabbing her bag, she heads into the bathroom. At this point, Ken is uncertain what to do beside wait for her. Should he undress down to his boxers? He just isn't sure, so he does nothing. Hopping up and sitting on the bed in his silk shirt and slacks he waits. Five minutes grows into ten minutes. He waits, the anticipation building. Muttering to himself, how long does it take to freshen up?' Finally the bathroom door opens. There she stands. Kens mouth drops open. And again, for the umpteen time since he first met and saw Angela, she has again transformed herself. From running with her hair tied up in a ponytail to her auburn hair flowing over her shoulders; from wearing bum hugging shorts to wearing a denim mini skirt; or wearing skin tight jeans. The upgrades are phenomenal. How do you outdo the dress she wore tonight? Well, Ken is looking at it. You outdo a white strapless matte micro dress with a white sheer jersey gown that has a Deep V-neck front, a Revealing back, is Sideless with Adjustable neck, back, and front ties in Matte Lycra trim and is Sheer Jersey. And black high heels in which Angela struts over to the bed, with her token angelic smile. No words are exchanged. No words are necessary. Just the escape of air and heavy breathing. As his virginal bride daughter struts around the room showcasing her body for daddies attention moving oh so seductively turning, twisting and bending. Strutting her stuff as if on a runway throwing in a dance move or two. Her performance over, she walks over to the bed climbs up and leans over Ken. Slapping his hand away as he reaches for her, she unbuttons the black silk shirt, unbuckles the slacks and pulls down the zipper. All the while, smiling. Her gown falling loose over Kens tingling body. “I love you daddy. Make me a woman daddy. Make me a mommy. Fill me up too overflowing with your potent seed, your thick gooey sperm. Cum like a river for your babykin daughter, your virginal bride. Please daddy!” Ken, burning with desire for his virgin lover, rises upright on the bed, tossing his shirt off and to the side, wiggling out of his slacks, they fall to the floor. Shoes, socks kicked off. Reaching out for the object of his affection and pulling Angela into his body, Embracing, kissing, two bodies becoming one burning with lust, Ken flips Angela over onto her back on the silk sheets. Standing now beside the huge bed and looking down at his angel, he smiles, a huge grin, fingers snapping at the waistband of his boxers, he pushes them down and off his legs. His rigid member pops free, liberated and swinging back and forth. A loud “gasp,” two giant balls dangling and swaying. She smiles and reaches for him. He takes a step forward, climbs onto the bed, kneels between Angela's legs. Her body a picture of perfection highlighted and seductively clothed in the sheer white gown. Bending her knees, opening her legs wide, loosening the front ties and adjusting her gown to reveal and a bald pussy. She smiles and giggles, “Make Love to me daddy.” A smile, a nod and Ken guides his thick, harder than rock Cock toward her love nest. “Make me a woman, daddy. And a baby too,” she says, giggling. Pushing his girth into her warm damp velvety cunt, stretching and opening her up, he feels resistance. “Ready baby,?” he asks. A nod, fingers grasping the bunched bed sheets. He pulls back slightly and then thrusts forward, the cock head piercing her hymen, and he commences fucking. The thick cock fully buried in her love nest. A loud yelp,“ followed with a gasp. The burning desire. The burning lust. Now giving way to a proper fucking, the act of making love. Ken humps and thrusts. Stretching and burying his cock inside Angela. Faster and aggressively, his ball sac slapping against her ass. Moans, gasps, deep breathing, air exhaled. "Slap, slap, slap.” 'Ooh's, ahh's. Angela shivers. Her body trembles. An orgasm builds. A screeching yelp. Kens cock burying itself entirely within her as he thrusts, his cockhead slamming against her uterus. She cums. Orgasm. Her body shakes. Beads of perspiration on her forehead and arms. Ken senses something different. His cock twitches. His ball sac releases. His sperm, seed, cum begins flowing. His cock erupts. The seed explodes into his lover. Filling her womb with potent baby making seed, ropes of cum, gobs of sperm. He continues thrusting, slowly now, until he senses he's empty. Pulling his cock free from Angela's honey pot, it dangles semi erect and flaccid. He falls onto the bed and pulls her tight against him. They spoon and cuddle in the afterglow of making love. The balance of their weekend was spent much the same way. Making love, cuddling, showering, making love again. Housekeeping was called several times to change out the bedding, replacing their damp, stained sheet for fresh clean ones. The prediction of them laying in a 'river of CUM' had come true. By Monday morning they were sore and limping to the car for the drive home. They were fully and sexually satiated having indulged almost nonstop in making Love to one another. Before Leaving they gave their porter and the housekeeping staff a handsome tip for their service. The drive back was quiet, the two lovers a different couple now. They had consummated their union. They were now definitely committed to one another now. So they thought. Angela had made Ken feel alive again, bring hope back into his life. Ken had taken a naïve, out going young woman and fulfilled her older man fantasy. By giving her the love, attention and care she sought after, they had fallen in Love. A week later summer was over, school beckoned and Angela left for another semester of education. Only the memories remained. Precious memories. They both hated “Good Byes” so on the morning of her departure, Ken was hidden away in his house. Angela was tearfully trying to see as she drove. Hearing her car pull away, he shed a tear and, sipped another cup of coffee. Both wondering in their thoughts, 'is there a future for them?' A Deliberate Encounter Sitting in her spacious kitchen Melanie is at odds with herself, stewing and feeling sorry for herself. During the summer she watched the transformation in her daughter Angela, going from a naïve shy young girl to an outgoing teasing lil slut. Of course, those are her words. Words of jealously. But ever since she met the next door neighbour Ken, her daughter had blossomed into a sexually active and sexually content lil vixen. This troubled Melanie to no end. Not because Angela didn't deserve a man, but simply because Melanie wanted a piece of the action. She wanted a man to love. A man like the man she once loved when she met her hubby, before he became such an asshole. She wanted the wild sex, the experimenting, the multi orgasms, she wanted it all. And when Ken became available, her own daughter beat her to the prize and won his heart. Ever since her husband John moved her to this little jerk water small town Melanie had been discontented. Then he just ups and takes off on his business trips leaving her home and alone, lonely and horny. At least, In the city she was able to cruise the bars and discretely find accommodating studs for a night of fun. Not so here in small town Canada. There was only one bar and the opportunity for a discrete encounter was slim to nil. What made matters even worse, in Mel's mind, her daughter had been home only one day from Uni and met Ken. The rest, as they say, is history. Her daughter had enjoyed a summer of sex. This made Melanie more than jealous. She is downright envious. A smirk on her face. “I'll teach him,” she laughs. “What a real woman is capable of.” The 34 year old mother looks down over her body. Standing before a mirror, she admires her assets. Large D cupped rounded breasts, a narrow waist with long shapely legs. She gives her head a shake, her shoulder length natural blonde hair waving and shimmering. Turning around and looking back over her shoulder the very best asset, in her mind, is the rounded ass, her bubble butt. “Oh gawd I miss having you happy,” she says, speaking to her bum. With all these thoughts confronting her she makes a decision. A visit to Ken is in order. Time to take control of my life and get what I want and just to make sure I do, I'll give him something he is already familiar with. She laughs, the devilish laugh of a woman who is convinced she wins the prize. Heading to her bedroom, disrobing along the way, she steps into her walk-in clothes closet. Looking through her dresses she finds exactly what she is looking for, the White Strapless Matte 'Fuck Me' dress. Muttering 'we'll see who wears this curve hugging tube dress better,' giggling. 'Daughter or mommy? D cup breasts or perky boobs, nice, rounded ass or bubble butt ass? Humm, watcha think Ken?' laughing. Sitting in his kitchen, coffee cup in hand, Ken looks wistfully through the large window overlooking his backyard garden. His thoughts focused on Angela and the wonderfully erotic summer they enjoyed in each other's company. A tingle causing his body to shiver. A female voice calls out, “Howdy neighbour” interrupting his contemplation. A familiar style voice similar to ones he's heard before. “Uh, Neighbour answering,” He yells back. “Come on in,” he says, and muttering to himself, 'right on time.' A tallish woman, mid 30's pokes her nose around the corner. "Hi. I'm Melanie, Angela's mommy.” she says. Waiting for a response, she smiles, looking somewhat awkward while Ken scopes her out. His eyes moving up and down, observing, liking what he sees. “My goodness, like mommy like daughter. I thought Angela was one beautiful woman; but you, mommy; are absolutely gorgeous.” Ken says as he pores on the praise, flattering Melanie to an extent that causes her face to turn beet red. “That dress is made for you and only you!” he says, followed by a long whistle. “Have I embarrassed you?” he asks, standing to face her. “I hope so,” he says, laughing. “The one thing Angela brought to my attention, never failing to mention actually, was how lonely and neglected you are Melanie. Possibly I can help you out with that predicament.” “I; um, was hoping you might.,” she paused, caught by surprise with Kens aggressive nature. She smiles, not missing a beat though, looking so deliciously appetizing in the White Straplesss Tube Dress highlighting her large, rounded breasts. She turns around for him, “You like?” she says, giggling. “No Melanie, I love,” he says, laughing, “and I've been expecting you. May I call you Mel?” “Expecting me, really?” “Uh huh. Big city girl dumped in a small town by a workaholic hubby who knocked you up while you were a young teenager. Not able to do anything discretely like you could before. Lonely, ignored and horny. You, my dear, are Ravishingly gorgeous. And you've been suffering all summer while your daughter got it on with the neighbour. How am I doing so far?” Ken reaches out his arms placing his large hands-on Melanie's hips and leans in to kiss her. Mel responds with a kiss of her own. The long passionate kiss heightens Ken's lust, pulling Melanie closer, hands caressing her ass cheeks. He feins  a 'growl.' Sucking her tongue into his mouth, tongues flirting and teasing; then a 'moan.' Ken sweeps her off her feet and carries her to the living room sofa, laying her down. Standing beside her prone body, eyes eating her up, lust burning in his body. Mel reaches up and plays with his belt buckle, “Wha d'ya got for Melanie?” she implores, big blue eyes smiling up to him. Ken can hardly wait until she gets her answer, which pops out immediately. The large bulbus thick cock springs free from confinement and stands at attention. Ken shoves his jeans down and kicks them away, his lengthy cock waving in the air. Mel quickly goes to work, cupping his manhood in both hands. Ken, meanwhile takes inventory, ogling the luscious woman laying prone before him. Large, rounded breasts dressed seductively in her 'Fuck Me' dress. Long shapely legs. A less than short micro dress covering, barely covering, her gorgeous ass globes. Not able to control his lust any longer, “We'll play later darling. Now, I'm going to fuck your brains out.” he declared. Not asking! Telling! Mel's head shakes yes, “I've wanted this for so long.” she says, Smiling. Ken quickly moves her to the plush carpeted floor. Kneeling between her outstretched legs, holding and guiding his cock to Mel's womanhood. The large cockhead teasing her pubes as he strokes it up and down her damp bushy pussy lips. Mel, with a look of expectation, smiles. Ken smiling, pushes his thick member into her. A long hard thrust and he's in. Mel gasps. Her pussy stretching to accommodate him. White dress bunched around her waist, Ken begins hammering away, piston fucking her. Mel meets his thrusts with her own. Head rolling back and forth. Beads of perspiration on her forehead. Gasping, Moaning, Humping her ass up and down. Ken hammers her fast and furious. Their pent-up lust driving them. Ecstasy building. Orgasms. Melanie cums first, “Argh!” Ken's balls tighten, his cock jerks and erupts. Exploding with a rope of cum. A river of cum. The two satisfied lovers collapsing in a heap on the carpet. Their insatiable lust temporarily satisfied. “Nuth'in like a mommy to help a guy forget her daughter.” Ken laughs. “Here's hoping my hubby plans on lots more business trips,” Mel laughs. “I actually hope he makes himself scarce.” “Oops, speaking of which, I think I hear his car now. Must be home for lunch.” She giggles, “Not as good a lunch as I'm going to have,” her fingers dancing on Ken's cock. Ken smiles, “I wanna go check him out,” he says, standing up, “Come darlin.” Taking Mel's hand, he leads her back into the kitchen to the side window, facing Ken's driveway, right next to John's. With her standing in front of him they look over the driveway and watch as John exits his car. Ken places his hands on Mel's hips pressing his flaccid cock into her bum. “Wonder what he'd say if he knew I just Fucked his wife;” he says, laughing and cupping her ample breasts. “I'm going to own this body, babykins. What do you think of that?” “I love it. You can have me anytime big guy; even now,” she says, giggling. “Ready to go again, are we,” he says, pushing Mel's head to the window, she arcs her back, “Doggy fuck?” she giggles in agreement. She places her hands on the window ledge for leverage. Flaring her bubble butt ass, a juicy muffed pussy peaks up at him; his fingers teasing the folds of skin. Ken slides the white dress over her luscious ass cheeks, his hands caressing. “Gawd, I love your ass, my ass,” he says, laughing, his hands guiding his cock. Running it over her butt cheeks and butt crack, watching it grow in size. He slides it down to her pussy and presses into her. “One man's loss is another man's gain,” he says, shoving his cock into Johns wife's vagina. Mel and Ken fuck. John walks back out to his car. To be continued. by PrairieDad1 for Literotica

The cherry date and the next phase of Ken's love life. By  PrairieDad1. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “So, I'm going to be the first man to make love to you. Wow. I'm honoured.” he says. Come here baby. Daddy needs a hug. Angela steps into Kens open arms. They embrace. Bodies molded together. A tear runs down Ken's cheek. “I'm so happy right now. This is going to be a super special summer and extra special occasion. You sure do know how to turn a guy on, baby.” They laugh. “Yep, I can tell,” she says, laughing, feeling Kens erection pushing into her tummy. “Me too daddy. It'll be super special. I can hardly wait. I'm wet just thinking about it.”“Are you nervous babykins? I'll try not to hurt you,” he says. “Daddy, I just sucked your cock into my mouth. My first time ever doing that. So, no, you won't hurt me.” “I'm so proud of you baby.” Ken turns and holds Angela in his arms, embracing her tightly into his body. They continue their climb to the top, arriving at the pickup on the ridge. “Daddy's hungry again,” he says, with a big smile. “Can daddy have dessert, please?” “You can eat me anytime daddy.” Angela lowers the tailgate and jumps up into the box. “Dessert is served,” she says, laughing. “Come and get it.” And Ken does. Just like that the damp Daisy Mae's are discarded and Ken is looking at a bald pussy, drops of moisture beading up on the pussy lips. Lowering his face, he sucks the folds of skin into his mouth. Sitting up her arms supporting her with knees bent, legs spread wide, ass on the tailgate edge, she smiles and watches her lover, her adopted daddy. Driving Angela wild. Trying to hold her legs steady, and failing. Her body trembling, she cries out, "Argh, Fuck!” And cums. Her liquid arousal filling Kens mouth and covering his face, he licks and swallows. A happy man. Over the top happy. His young lover orgasming. And he doing what he likes best, Eating Pussy. Grabbing their blanket, he wraps and covers Angela before carrying her shaking body to the front door of the pickup. An hour later they arrive home and park in the driveway. All seems quiet. No one is around. Ken carries his lover into the house and straight to the shower in the washroom. Their early to mid morning adventure finished. What transpired that morning ignited a fuse within them both. During the following week Angela was constantly visiting Ken. Neither of them wanting to spend a moment separated. Kens fixation with ‘eating pussy' and Angela's discovery of how much she enjoy 'giving head' was a match made in heaven. So much so they ate and sucked their way to new heights of sexual fulfillment. Finally, the weekend was upon them. Laying in each others arms in the afterglow of making love, oral love, their faces covered with one another's CUM. Ken smiles “I do believe we should have a proper date this weekend. An in the city, fancy restaurant, 5 star hotel, a daddy and daughter romantic date. What sayeth you m'lady?” “I sayeth 'oh goody kind Sir'. Daddy gonna pop my cherry,” she asks, giggling. “We're gonna fuck like rabbits, over and over and over,” he says, laughing. “Fuck my brains out daddy. I want your big sausage inside me,” she says, a huge face covering smile. “But for now, I'll just suck you again” leaning over and taking Ken's cock into her willing mouth. “Oh no you don't. Me too,'” Ken says as he adjusts their bodies, laying on the bed with Angela positioned on top of him, her head over his cock, her pussy over his mouth. Both diving in, the sounds of slurping, sucking and licking filling the bedroom. Kens hands on Angela's butt, fingers pushing on her cheeks exposing and opening her small puckered asshole. Tongue licking and teasing the forbidden hole. Angela's tongue expertly licking the long thick veiny and hairy shaft. Opening her mouth and sliding her lips over his mushroomed cockhead. Swallowing him inch by inch into her mouth and throat. Her eyes watering, his girth stretching her mouth wide open. Using his tongue like a poker Ken pushes thru her puckered opening. A gasp, her body shakes. Moving her back and forth, her ass riding on his tongue. Bobbing her head up and down sucking on Kens thick girth, damp brunette hair hanging down over her face. Ken guides his tongue from asshole to pussy licking along the folds of skin. Angela shivers. Tasting her sweet nectar, flicking his tongue in and out of the wet pussy, her body shivers as an Orgasm builds within her. Her continued sucking is also building an orgasm within Ken. A loud gasp, an “Argh”, and Angela's sex is released in orgasm. Ken licks and laps up the river of sex, tasting his lover. Ken moans loudly, hips shaking, his cock erupting, again, with gobs of cum filling Angela's throat. She releases her toy and cum spurts over her cheeks, chin and breasts. She collapses on Kens body, Her mouth sore from so much exercising. They lay in the afterglow of sex, damp bodies relaxing, breathing slowing. Wrapping his arms around Angela, holding her tightly, fingers caressing her back, waist and bum, he falls asleep. Angela, her face resting on Kens flaccid cock, blinks her eyes closing them and drifting off to sleep. During the next week the sexcapades continued uninterrupted. Never tiring of one another. Their tongues and lips working magic with each other's body. The sounds of sucking and slurping filling Kens house. The yelps, gasps and screaming orgasms rocking their bodies. Whether shaking, shivering or tremoring, their bodies always reaching fulfillment. Cum and sex filling their mouths, covering their cheeks and licked up readily with their tongues. Never receiving enough, always wanting more, their ultimate goal: sexual bliss. In the end, two bodies collapsing in an entangled of arms and legs in exhaustion. As the week closes, Angela and Ken decide Date Night in the city is in order. Wanting their relationship to progress to the next level of Erotica, which for them, will be sexual intercourse. For Ken, it's the taking of Angela's cherry and she losing her virginity. And, in Angela's mind, the act fulfills a long-held fantasy, the fulfillment of her dream in becoming a woman living in the love and nurture of an older man, her reward for loving him. And maybe, just maybe, becoming a mommy. Angela smiles to herself. Friday arrives. Ken has already made all the arrangements for their weekend of romance. Their special date. Not wanting to overlook a thing and making sure everything is in order he goes over very detail. Angela, her life about to change forever through one act, her deflowering, giving up her virginity to a man. In her mind, no small act. She desires for this weekend to be as special as the event warrants. And wanting to present herself to Ken as the chaste and pure woman she is. She chooses a White Matte Strapless Dress, a sleek curve hugging tube dress with an hourglass cut. The colour of purity wrapped in a “fuck me” dress. Looking at herself in the full length mirror, even she is impressed with what she sees. She wonders whether they will even make it out of the driveway, never mind eating dinner before arriving at the hotel. She smiles. Wanting to create the perfect impression for Ken she believes she has succeeded. Leaving her bedroom and heading down the stairs, she hears the doorbell ring. “I'll get it” she yells out to her mom who is sipping wine on the living room couch. On seeing her, mom gasps, “goin on a hot date?” “You could say that,” Angela smiles. “I'll be gone until tomorrow.” As Angela makes her way to the door, her mom is thinking, 'our neighbour, Ken must be quite the guy to cause such a radical difference in my daughter. I'm so Fin jealous.' Angela swings the door open. Ken stands on the doorstep a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand, dressed in a black silk shirt and dress slacks. A long whistle sounds, surprise written in his eyes as he holds the bouquet out for Angela to take. “You are an extraordinary vision of purity and beauty Me'Lady.” Angela curtsies. “Thank you kind Sir.” Pointing to the floor, “I have a small shoulder bag,” which Ken picks up and then holds an arm out to guide her to the car. Opening the door and allowing Angela to slide into her seat, Ken watches closely. He walks around the car to the drivers door and gets in himself. Looking over at Angela, mouth open and speechless, he whistles again. Leaning back into her seat, legs crossed, thick nippled perky breasts outlined in elegant whiteness, long legs and muscular thighs on display, she holds the bouquet of yellow roses in her lap. A larger than life huge smile graces her face. Purring softly in a seductive voice, she says, “Take me to our honeymoon suite oh gracious King.” “Certainly Princess.” To say Ken is beyond aroused it an understatement for the ages. At this point he is questioning whether he'll make it to the hotel, never mind eating dinner. An evening of foreplay is in the cards. Forty five minutes later they are parked at the small Italian Restaurant. A romantic dinner awaits them. Ken Escorts his Princess across the parking lot, arm wrapped around her waist, hand on her butt, fingers caressing her matte covered flesh and a giant erection in his trousers. Escorted to their window view table toward the back of the dimly lit dining room, Ken seats his angel, before seating himself. They Sit beside one another facing the window and the view of the harbour, their backs to the rest of the dining room. Angela's hand rests on Kens cock. Kens hand rests between Angela's crossed legs, trapped. The foreplay continues. “Tell me what you are going to do to me tonight darling,” she says, her hand massaging his hardness. “If you don't stop turning me on even more than you have already, not much,” he says. Angela stops her massaging, a pout forming on her face. “I'm going to fuck you so hard and for so long you will be laying in a CUM lake,” Ken whispers. This brings a smile back to Angela's face. “Promise,” she says. “Before I do that, I'm going to eat your pussy and lick your ass,” Ken smiles. “My appetizer.” “Either I am peeing myself or you have me so wet. oh fuck,” Angela moans, “I'm cumming,” she says, leaning back in the chair, uncrossing her legs and spreading them. She shivers. Ken feels the moisture on his hand, lifts his fingers to his mouth and tastes them. “Yep, you came. Have a taste.” Their waiter arrives with a bottle of wine, takes their food order and departs. “That was intense, what just happened to me. I like our foreplay. I'm so fuckin ripe.” she wispers. “Oh baby, you ain't seen nothin yet,” Ken says, pouring the wine. “Ripe for the pickin.” "You got that right baby,” she says, leaning her head on his shoulder, “I can hardly wait.” “Know what? I want a baby, your baby,” glancing up up at him, “Is that okay daddy?” “You know it is. I'll give you all the babies you want babykins.” “Now, that makes me horny,” she giggles, “super horny.” “You sure you really wanna eat Italian,” she asks. “Nope,” reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and dropping a couple big bills on the table. Ken Slides off his chair, stands and then helps Angela from her chair. They walk out of the restaurant passing their waiter, “Moneys on the table,” Ken smiles. Once outside, Ken sweeps Angela up into his arms and carries her to the car and seating her. They buckle into their seats. They roar off. Angela tittering and giggling the entire time. Five minutes later they are registering at the hotel. Angela, dressed in her white micro dress attracts the attention of several men, stands close to Ken not wanting anyone to notice the Orgasm stains on her legs, thighs and dress. At the same time this causes her to feel naughty and horny. Whispering in his ear, “I love you daddy,” running her tongue over his ear lobe. Distracting Ken from what he is doing, he turns to her and smiles, runs a hand over her ass cheeks and growls, “Grrrrrr, another ten minutes babykins and I'll, ” his voice trails off as he pinches her bum. Laughing. Finally finished registering, she struts over to the elevator walking ahead of him her ass invitingly wiggling for his pleasure. A porter follows carrying her shoulder bag. In the elevator, the building foreplay of the evening and their horniness threatens to explode. Angela slips into Kens arms, their bodies molded together, lips locked into a long wet passionate kiss. The porter tries averting his yes. Ken's hands again caressing ass cheeks. A favourite activity of his. Angela's hands fondling the lump of arousal in his slacks. Their lust builds. The elevator stops. They follow the porter down the hall. He opens the door to their room and places the bag inside. Ken hands him a bill, lifts his lover bride in his arms and carries her over the threshold. Angela squeals with laughter, the door closing with a loud click. Ken gently lays her on the bed. “Give me five minutes daddy. I'm going to freshen up,” she says, sliding off the bed and grabbing her bag, she heads into the bathroom. At this point, Ken is uncertain what to do beside wait for her. Should he undress down to his boxers? He just isn't sure, so he does nothing. Hopping up and sitting on the bed in his silk shirt and slacks he waits. Five minutes grows into ten minutes. He waits, the anticipation building. Muttering to himself, how long does it take to freshen up?' Finally the bathroom door opens. There she stands. Kens mouth drops open. And again, for the umpteen time since he first met and saw Angela, she has again transformed herself. From running with her hair tied up in a ponytail to her auburn hair flowing over her shoulders; from wearing bum hugging shorts to wearing a denim mini skirt; or wearing skin tight jeans. The upgrades are phenomenal. How do you outdo the dress she wore tonight? Well, Ken is looking at it. You outdo a white strapless matte micro dress with a white sheer jersey gown that has a Deep V-neck front, a Revealing back, is Sideless with Adjustable neck, back, and front ties in Matte Lycra trim and is Sheer Jersey. And black high heels in which Angela struts over to the bed, with her token angelic smile. No words are exchanged. No words are necessary. Just the escape of air and heavy breathing. As his virginal bride daughter struts around the room showcasing her body for daddies attention moving oh so seductively turning, twisting and bending. Strutting her stuff as if on a runway throwing in a dance move or two. Her performance over, she walks over to the bed climbs up and leans over Ken. Slapping his hand away as he reaches for her, she unbuttons the black silk shirt, unbuckles the slacks and pulls down the zipper. All the while, smiling. Her gown falling loose over Kens tingling body. “I love you daddy. Make me a woman daddy. Make me a mommy. Fill me up too overflowing with your potent seed, your thick gooey sperm. Cum like a river for your babykin daughter, your virginal bride. Please daddy!” Ken, burning with desire for his virgin lover, rises upright on the bed, tossing his shirt off and to the side, wiggling out of his slacks, they fall to the floor. Shoes, socks kicked off. Reaching out for the object of his affection and pulling Angela into his body, Embracing, kissing, two bodies becoming one burning with lust, Ken flips Angela over onto her back on the silk sheets. Standing now beside the huge bed and looking down at his angel, he smiles, a huge grin, fingers snapping at the waistband of his boxers, he pushes them down and off his legs. His rigid member pops free, liberated and swinging back and forth. A loud “gasp,” two giant balls dangling and swaying. She smiles and reaches for him. He takes a step forward, climbs onto the bed, kneels between Angela's legs. Her body a picture of perfection highlighted and seductively clothed in the sheer white gown. Bending her knees, opening her legs wide, loosening the front ties and adjusting her gown to reveal and a bald pussy. She smiles and giggles, “Make Love to me daddy.” A smile, a nod and Ken guides his thick, harder than rock Cock toward her love nest. “Make me a woman, daddy. And a baby too,” she says, giggling. Pushing his girth into her warm damp velvety cunt, stretching and opening her up, he feels resistance. “Ready baby,?” he asks. A nod, fingers grasping the bunched bed sheets. He pulls back slightly and then thrusts forward, the cock head piercing her hymen, and he commences fucking. The thick cock fully buried in her love nest. A loud yelp,“ followed with a gasp. The burning desire. The burning lust. Now giving way to a proper fucking, the act of making love. Ken humps and thrusts. Stretching and burying his cock inside Angela. Faster and aggressively, his ball sac slapping against her ass. Moans, gasps, deep breathing, air exhaled. "Slap, slap, slap.” 'Ooh's, ahh's. Angela shivers. Her body trembles. An orgasm builds. A screeching yelp. Kens cock burying itself entirely within her as he thrusts, his cockhead slamming against her uterus. She cums. Orgasm. Her body shakes. Beads of perspiration on her forehead and arms. Ken senses something different. His cock twitches. His ball sac releases. His sperm, seed, cum begins flowing. His cock erupts. The seed explodes into his lover. Filling her womb with potent baby making seed, ropes of cum, gobs of sperm. He continues thrusting, slowly now, until he senses he's empty. Pulling his cock free from Angela's honey pot, it dangles semi erect and flaccid. He falls onto the bed and pulls her tight against him. They spoon and cuddle in the afterglow of making love. The balance of their weekend was spent much the same way. Making love, cuddling, showering, making love again. Housekeeping was called several times to change out the bedding, replacing their damp, stained sheet for fresh clean ones. The prediction of them laying in a 'river of CUM' had come true. By Monday morning they were sore and limping to the car for the drive home. They were fully and sexually satiated having indulged almost nonstop in making Love to one another. Before Leaving they gave their porter and the housekeeping staff a handsome tip for their service. The drive back was quiet, the two lovers a different couple now. They had consummated their union. They were now definitely committed to one another now. So they thought. Angela had made Ken feel alive again, bring hope back into his life. Ken had taken a naïve, out going young woman and fulfilled her older man fantasy. By giving her the love, attention and care she sought after, they had fallen in Love. A week later summer was over, school beckoned and Angela left for another semester of education. Only the memories remained. Precious memories. They both hated “Good Byes” so on the morning of her departure, Ken was hidden away in his house. Angela was tearfully trying to see as she drove. Hearing her car pull away, he shed a tear and, sipped another cup of coffee. Both wondering in their thoughts, 'is there a future for them?' A Deliberate Encounter Sitting in her spacious kitchen Melanie is at odds with herself, stewing and feeling sorry for herself. During the summer she watched the transformation in her daughter Angela, going from a naïve shy young girl to an outgoing teasing lil slut. Of course, those are her words. Words of jealously. But ever since she met the next door neighbour Ken, her daughter had blossomed into a sexually active and sexually content lil vixen. This troubled Melanie to no end. Not because Angela didn't deserve a man, but simply because Melanie wanted a piece of the action. She wanted a man to love. A man like the man she once loved when she met her hubby, before he became such an asshole. She wanted the wild sex, the experimenting, the multi orgasms, she wanted it all. And when Ken became available, her own daughter beat her to the prize and won his heart. Ever since her husband John moved her to this little jerk water small town Melanie had been discontented. Then he just ups and takes off on his business trips leaving her home and alone, lonely and horny. At least, In the city she was able to cruise the bars and discretely find accommodating studs for a night of fun. Not so here in small town Canada. There was only one bar and the opportunity for a discrete encounter was slim to nil. What made matters even worse, in Mel's mind, her daughter had been home only one day from Uni and met Ken. The rest, as they say, is history. Her daughter had enjoyed a summer of sex. This made Melanie more than jealous. She is downright envious. A smirk on her face. “I'll teach him,” she laughs. “What a real woman is capable of.” The 34 year old mother looks down over her body. Standing before a mirror, she admires her assets. Large D cupped rounded breasts, a narrow waist with long shapely legs. She gives her head a shake, her shoulder length natural blonde hair waving and shimmering. Turning around and looking back over her shoulder the very best asset, in her mind, is the rounded ass, her bubble butt. “Oh gawd I miss having you happy,” she says, speaking to her bum. With all these thoughts confronting her she makes a decision. A visit to Ken is in order. Time to take control of my life and get what I want and just to make sure I do, I'll give him something he is already familiar with. She laughs, the devilish laugh of a woman who is convinced she wins the prize. Heading to her bedroom, disrobing along the way, she steps into her walk-in clothes closet. Looking through her dresses she finds exactly what she is looking for, the White Strapless Matte 'Fuck Me' dress. Muttering 'we'll see who wears this curve hugging tube dress better,' giggling. 'Daughter or mommy? D cup breasts or perky boobs, nice, rounded ass or bubble butt ass? Humm, watcha think Ken?' laughing. Sitting in his kitchen, coffee cup in hand, Ken looks wistfully through the large window overlooking his backyard garden. His thoughts focused on Angela and the wonderfully erotic summer they enjoyed in each other's company. A tingle causing his body to shiver. A female voice calls out, “Howdy neighbour” interrupting his contemplation. A familiar style voice similar to ones he's heard before. “Uh, Neighbour answering,” He yells back. “Come on in,” he says, and muttering to himself, 'right on time.' A tallish woman, mid 30's pokes her nose around the corner. "Hi. I'm Melanie, Angela's mommy.” she says. Waiting for a response, she smiles, looking somewhat awkward while Ken scopes her out. His eyes moving up and down, observing, liking what he sees. “My goodness, like mommy like daughter. I thought Angela was one beautiful woman; but you, mommy; are absolutely gorgeous.” Ken says as he pores on the praise, flattering Melanie to an extent that causes her face to turn beet red. “That dress is made for you and only you!” he says, followed by a long whistle. “Have I embarrassed you?” he asks, standing to face her. “I hope so,” he says, laughing. “The one thing Angela brought to my attention, never failing to mention actually, was how lonely and neglected you are Melanie. Possibly I can help you out with that predicament.” “I; um, was hoping you might.,” she paused, caught by surprise with Kens aggressive nature. She smiles, not missing a beat though, looking so deliciously appetizing in the White Straplesss Tube Dress highlighting her large, rounded breasts. She turns around for him, “You like?” she says, giggling. “No Melanie, I love,” he says, laughing, “and I've been expecting you. May I call you Mel?” “Expecting me, really?” “Uh huh. Big city girl dumped in a small town by a workaholic hubby who knocked you up while you were a young teenager. Not able to do anything discretely like you could before. Lonely, ignored and horny. You, my dear, are Ravishingly gorgeous. And you've been suffering all summer while your daughter got it on with the neighbour. How am I doing so far?” Ken reaches out his arms placing his large hands-on Melanie's hips and leans in to kiss her. Mel responds with a kiss of her own. The long passionate kiss heightens Ken's lust, pulling Melanie closer, hands caressing her ass cheeks. He feins  a 'growl.' Sucking her tongue into his mouth, tongues flirting and teasing; then a 'moan.' Ken sweeps her off her feet and carries her to the living room sofa, laying her down. Standing beside her prone body, eyes eating her up, lust burning in his body. Mel reaches up and plays with his belt buckle, “Wha d'ya got for Melanie?” she implores, big blue eyes smiling up to him. Ken can hardly wait until she gets her answer, which pops out immediately. The large bulbus thick cock springs free from confinement and stands at attention. Ken shoves his jeans down and kicks them away, his lengthy cock waving in the air. Mel quickly goes to work, cupping his manhood in both hands. Ken, meanwhile takes inventory, ogling the luscious woman laying prone before him. Large, rounded breasts dressed seductively in her 'Fuck Me' dress. Long shapely legs. A less than short micro dress covering, barely covering, her gorgeous ass globes. Not able to control his lust any longer, “We'll play later darling. Now, I'm going to fuck your brains out.” he declared. Not asking! Telling! Mel's head shakes yes, “I've wanted this for so long.” she says, Smiling. Ken quickly moves her to the plush carpeted floor. Kneeling between her outstretched legs, holding and guiding his cock to Mel's womanhood. The large cockhead teasing her pubes as he strokes it up and down her damp bushy pussy lips. Mel, with a look of expectation, smiles. Ken smiling, pushes his thick member into her. A long hard thrust and he's in. Mel gasps. Her pussy stretching to accommodate him. White dress bunched around her waist, Ken begins hammering away, piston fucking her. Mel meets his thrusts with her own. Head rolling back and forth. Beads of perspiration on her forehead. Gasping, Moaning, Humping her ass up and down. Ken hammers her fast and furious. Their pent-up lust driving them. Ecstasy building. Orgasms. Melanie cums first, “Argh!” Ken's balls tighten, his cock jerks and erupts. Exploding with a rope of cum. A river of cum. The two satisfied lovers collapsing in a heap on the carpet. Their insatiable lust temporarily satisfied. “Nuth'in like a mommy to help a guy forget her daughter.” Ken laughs. “Here's hoping my hubby plans on lots more business trips,” Mel laughs. “I actually hope he makes himself scarce.” “Oops, speaking of which, I think I hear his car now. Must be home for lunch.” She giggles, “Not as good a lunch as I'm going to have,” her fingers dancing on Ken's cock. Ken smiles, “I wanna go check him out,” he says, standing up, “Come darlin.” Taking Mel's hand, he leads her back into the kitchen to the side window, facing Ken's driveway, right next to John's. With her standing in front of him they look over the driveway and watch as John exits his car. Ken places his hands on Mel's hips pressing his flaccid cock into her bum. “Wonder what he'd say if he knew I just Fucked his wife;” he says, laughing and cupping her ample breasts. “I'm going to own this body, babykins. What do you think of that?” “I love it. You can have me anytime big guy; even now,” she says, giggling. “Ready to go again, are we,” he says, pushing Mel's head to the window, she arcs her back, “Doggy fuck?” she giggles in agreement. She places her hands on the window ledge for leverage. Flaring her bubble butt ass, a juicy muffed pussy peaks up at him; his fingers teasing the folds of skin. Ken slides the white dress over her luscious ass cheeks, his hands caressing. “Gawd, I love your ass, my ass,” he says, laughing, his hands guiding his cock. Running it over her butt cheeks and butt crack, watching it grow in size. He slides it down to her pussy and presses into her. “One man's loss is another man's gain,” he says, shoving his cock into Johns wife's vagina. Mel and Ken fuck. John walks back out to his car. To be continued. by PrairieDad1 for Literotica

The cherry date and the next phase of Ken's love life. By  PrairieDad1. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “So, I'm going to be the first man to make love to you. Wow. I'm honoured.” he says. Come here baby. Daddy needs a hug. Angela steps into Kens open arms. They embrace. Bodies molded together. A tear runs down Ken's cheek. “I'm so happy right now. This is going to be a super special summer and extra special occasion. You sure do know how to turn a guy on, baby.” They laugh. “Yep, I can tell,” she says, laughing, feeling Kens erection pushing into her tummy. “Me too daddy. It'll be super special. I can hardly wait. I'm wet just thinking about it.”“Are you nervous babykins? I'll try not to hurt you,” he says. “Daddy, I just sucked your cock into my mouth. My first time ever doing that. So, no, you won't hurt me.” “I'm so proud of you baby.” Ken turns and holds Angela in his arms, embracing her tightly into his body. They continue their climb to the top, arriving at the pickup on the ridge. “Daddy's hungry again,” he says, with a big smile. “Can daddy have dessert, please?” “You can eat me anytime daddy.” Angela lowers the tailgate and jumps up into the box. “Dessert is served,” she says, laughing. “Come and get it.” And Ken does. Just like that the damp Daisy Mae's are discarded and Ken is looking at a bald pussy, drops of moisture beading up on the pussy lips. Lowering his face, he sucks the folds of skin into his mouth. Sitting up her arms supporting her with knees bent, legs spread wide, ass on the tailgate edge, she smiles and watches her lover, her adopted daddy. Driving Angela wild. Trying to hold her legs steady, and failing. Her body trembling, she cries out, "Argh, Fuck!” And cums. Her liquid arousal filling Kens mouth and covering his face, he licks and swallows. A happy man. Over the top happy. His young lover orgasming. And he doing what he likes best, Eating Pussy. Grabbing their blanket, he wraps and covers Angela before carrying her shaking body to the front door of the pickup. An hour later they arrive home and park in the driveway. All seems quiet. No one is around. Ken carries his lover into the house and straight to the shower in the washroom. Their early to mid morning adventure finished. What transpired that morning ignited a fuse within them both. During the following week Angela was constantly visiting Ken. Neither of them wanting to spend a moment separated. Kens fixation with ‘eating pussy' and Angela's discovery of how much she enjoy 'giving head' was a match made in heaven. So much so they ate and sucked their way to new heights of sexual fulfillment. Finally, the weekend was upon them. Laying in each others arms in the afterglow of making love, oral love, their faces covered with one another's CUM. Ken smiles “I do believe we should have a proper date this weekend. An in the city, fancy restaurant, 5 star hotel, a daddy and daughter romantic date. What sayeth you m'lady?” “I sayeth 'oh goody kind Sir'. Daddy gonna pop my cherry,” she asks, giggling. “We're gonna fuck like rabbits, over and over and over,” he says, laughing. “Fuck my brains out daddy. I want your big sausage inside me,” she says, a huge face covering smile. “But for now, I'll just suck you again” leaning over and taking Ken's cock into her willing mouth. “Oh no you don't. Me too,'” Ken says as he adjusts their bodies, laying on the bed with Angela positioned on top of him, her head over his cock, her pussy over his mouth. Both diving in, the sounds of slurping, sucking and licking filling the bedroom. Kens hands on Angela's butt, fingers pushing on her cheeks exposing and opening her small puckered asshole. Tongue licking and teasing the forbidden hole. Angela's tongue expertly licking the long thick veiny and hairy shaft. Opening her mouth and sliding her lips over his mushroomed cockhead. Swallowing him inch by inch into her mouth and throat. Her eyes watering, his girth stretching her mouth wide open. Using his tongue like a poker Ken pushes thru her puckered opening. A gasp, her body shakes. Moving her back and forth, her ass riding on his tongue. Bobbing her head up and down sucking on Kens thick girth, damp brunette hair hanging down over her face. Ken guides his tongue from asshole to pussy licking along the folds of skin. Angela shivers. Tasting her sweet nectar, flicking his tongue in and out of the wet pussy, her body shivers as an Orgasm builds within her. Her continued sucking is also building an orgasm within Ken. A loud gasp, an “Argh”, and Angela's sex is released in orgasm. Ken licks and laps up the river of sex, tasting his lover. Ken moans loudly, hips shaking, his cock erupting, again, with gobs of cum filling Angela's throat. She releases her toy and cum spurts over her cheeks, chin and breasts. She collapses on Kens body, Her mouth sore from so much exercising. They lay in the afterglow of sex, damp bodies relaxing, breathing slowing. Wrapping his arms around Angela, holding her tightly, fingers caressing her back, waist and bum, he falls asleep. Angela, her face resting on Kens flaccid cock, blinks her eyes closing them and drifting off to sleep. During the next week the sexcapades continued uninterrupted. Never tiring of one another. Their tongues and lips working magic with each other's body. The sounds of sucking and slurping filling Kens house. The yelps, gasps and screaming orgasms rocking their bodies. Whether shaking, shivering or tremoring, their bodies always reaching fulfillment. Cum and sex filling their mouths, covering their cheeks and licked up readily with their tongues. Never receiving enough, always wanting more, their ultimate goal: sexual bliss. In the end, two bodies collapsing in an entangled of arms and legs in exhaustion. As the week closes, Angela and Ken decide Date Night in the city is in order. Wanting their relationship to progress to the next level of Erotica, which for them, will be sexual intercourse. For Ken, it's the taking of Angela's cherry and she losing her virginity. And, in Angela's mind, the act fulfills a long-held fantasy, the fulfillment of her dream in becoming a woman living in the love and nurture of an older man, her reward for loving him. And maybe, just maybe, becoming a mommy. Angela smiles to herself. Friday arrives. Ken has already made all the arrangements for their weekend of romance. Their special date. Not wanting to overlook a thing and making sure everything is in order he goes over very detail. Angela, her life about to change forever through one act, her deflowering, giving up her virginity to a man. In her mind, no small act. She desires for this weekend to be as special as the event warrants. And wanting to present herself to Ken as the chaste and pure woman she is. She chooses a White Matte Strapless Dress, a sleek curve hugging tube dress with an hourglass cut. The colour of purity wrapped in a “fuck me” dress. Looking at herself in the full length mirror, even she is impressed with what she sees. She wonders whether they will even make it out of the driveway, never mind eating dinner before arriving at the hotel. She smiles. Wanting to create the perfect impression for Ken she believes she has succeeded. Leaving her bedroom and heading down the stairs, she hears the doorbell ring. “I'll get it” she yells out to her mom who is sipping wine on the living room couch. On seeing her, mom gasps, “goin on a hot date?” “You could say that,” Angela smiles. “I'll be gone until tomorrow.” As Angela makes her way to the door, her mom is thinking, 'our neighbour, Ken must be quite the guy to cause such a radical difference in my daughter. I'm so Fin jealous.' Angela swings the door open. Ken stands on the doorstep a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand, dressed in a black silk shirt and dress slacks. A long whistle sounds, surprise written in his eyes as he holds the bouquet out for Angela to take. “You are an extraordinary vision of purity and beauty Me'Lady.” Angela curtsies. “Thank you kind Sir.” Pointing to the floor, “I have a small shoulder bag,” which Ken picks up and then holds an arm out to guide her to the car. Opening the door and allowing Angela to slide into her seat, Ken watches closely. He walks around the car to the drivers door and gets in himself. Looking over at Angela, mouth open and speechless, he whistles again. Leaning back into her seat, legs crossed, thick nippled perky breasts outlined in elegant whiteness, long legs and muscular thighs on display, she holds the bouquet of yellow roses in her lap. A larger than life huge smile graces her face. Purring softly in a seductive voice, she says, “Take me to our honeymoon suite oh gracious King.” “Certainly Princess.” To say Ken is beyond aroused it an understatement for the ages. At this point he is questioning whether he'll make it to the hotel, never mind eating dinner. An evening of foreplay is in the cards. Forty five minutes later they are parked at the small Italian Restaurant. A romantic dinner awaits them. Ken Escorts his Princess across the parking lot, arm wrapped around her waist, hand on her butt, fingers caressing her matte covered flesh and a giant erection in his trousers. Escorted to their window view table toward the back of the dimly lit dining room, Ken seats his angel, before seating himself. They Sit beside one another facing the window and the view of the harbour, their backs to the rest of the dining room. Angela's hand rests on Kens cock. Kens hand rests between Angela's crossed legs, trapped. The foreplay continues. “Tell me what you are going to do to me tonight darling,” she says, her hand massaging his hardness. “If you don't stop turning me on even more than you have already, not much,” he says. Angela stops her massaging, a pout forming on her face. “I'm going to fuck you so hard and for so long you will be laying in a CUM lake,” Ken whispers. This brings a smile back to Angela's face. “Promise,” she says. “Before I do that, I'm going to eat your pussy and lick your ass,” Ken smiles. “My appetizer.” “Either I am peeing myself or you have me so wet. oh fuck,” Angela moans, “I'm cumming,” she says, leaning back in the chair, uncrossing her legs and spreading them. She shivers. Ken feels the moisture on his hand, lifts his fingers to his mouth and tastes them. “Yep, you came. Have a taste.” Their waiter arrives with a bottle of wine, takes their food order and departs. “That was intense, what just happened to me. I like our foreplay. I'm so fuckin ripe.” she wispers. “Oh baby, you ain't seen nothin yet,” Ken says, pouring the wine. “Ripe for the pickin.” "You got that right baby,” she says, leaning her head on his shoulder, “I can hardly wait.” “Know what? I want a baby, your baby,” glancing up up at him, “Is that okay daddy?” “You know it is. I'll give you all the babies you want babykins.” “Now, that makes me horny,” she giggles, “super horny.” “You sure you really wanna eat Italian,” she asks. “Nope,” reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and dropping a couple big bills on the table. Ken Slides off his chair, stands and then helps Angela from her chair. They walk out of the restaurant passing their waiter, “Moneys on the table,” Ken smiles. Once outside, Ken sweeps Angela up into his arms and carries her to the car and seating her. They buckle into their seats. They roar off. Angela tittering and giggling the entire time. Five minutes later they are registering at the hotel. Angela, dressed in her white micro dress attracts the attention of several men, stands close to Ken not wanting anyone to notice the Orgasm stains on her legs, thighs and dress. At the same time this causes her to feel naughty and horny. Whispering in his ear, “I love you daddy,” running her tongue over his ear lobe. Distracting Ken from what he is doing, he turns to her and smiles, runs a hand over her ass cheeks and growls, “Grrrrrr, another ten minutes babykins and I'll, ” his voice trails off as he pinches her bum. Laughing. Finally finished registering, she struts over to the elevator walking ahead of him her ass invitingly wiggling for his pleasure. A porter follows carrying her shoulder bag. In the elevator, the building foreplay of the evening and their horniness threatens to explode. Angela slips into Kens arms, their bodies molded together, lips locked into a long wet passionate kiss. The porter tries averting his yes. Ken's hands again caressing ass cheeks. A favourite activity of his. Angela's hands fondling the lump of arousal in his slacks. Their lust builds. The elevator stops. They follow the porter down the hall. He opens the door to their room and places the bag inside. Ken hands him a bill, lifts his lover bride in his arms and carries her over the threshold. Angela squeals with laughter, the door closing with a loud click. Ken gently lays her on the bed. “Give me five minutes daddy. I'm going to freshen up,” she says, sliding off the bed and grabbing her bag, she heads into the bathroom. At this point, Ken is uncertain what to do beside wait for her. Should he undress down to his boxers? He just isn't sure, so he does nothing. Hopping up and sitting on the bed in his silk shirt and slacks he waits. Five minutes grows into ten minutes. He waits, the anticipation building. Muttering to himself, how long does it take to freshen up?' Finally the bathroom door opens. There she stands. Kens mouth drops open. And again, for the umpteen time since he first met and saw Angela, she has again transformed herself. From running with her hair tied up in a ponytail to her auburn hair flowing over her shoulders; from wearing bum hugging shorts to wearing a denim mini skirt; or wearing skin tight jeans. The upgrades are phenomenal. How do you outdo the dress she wore tonight? Well, Ken is looking at it. You outdo a white strapless matte micro dress with a white sheer jersey gown that has a Deep V-neck front, a Revealing back, is Sideless with Adjustable neck, back, and front ties in Matte Lycra trim and is Sheer Jersey. And black high heels in which Angela struts over to the bed, with her token angelic smile. No words are exchanged. No words are necessary. Just the escape of air and heavy breathing. As his virginal bride daughter struts around the room showcasing her body for daddies attention moving oh so seductively turning, twisting and bending. Strutting her stuff as if on a runway throwing in a dance move or two. Her performance over, she walks over to the bed climbs up and leans over Ken. Slapping his hand away as he reaches for her, she unbuttons the black silk shirt, unbuckles the slacks and pulls down the zipper. All the while, smiling. Her gown falling loose over Kens tingling body. “I love you daddy. Make me a woman daddy. Make me a mommy. Fill me up too overflowing with your potent seed, your thick gooey sperm. Cum like a river for your babykin daughter, your virginal bride. Please daddy!” Ken, burning with desire for his virgin lover, rises upright on the bed, tossing his shirt off and to the side, wiggling out of his slacks, they fall to the floor. Shoes, socks kicked off. Reaching out for the object of his affection and pulling Angela into his body, Embracing, kissing, two bodies becoming one burning with lust, Ken flips Angela over onto her back on the silk sheets. Standing now beside the huge bed and looking down at his angel, he smiles, a huge grin, fingers snapping at the waistband of his boxers, he pushes them down and off his legs. His rigid member pops free, liberated and swinging back and forth. A loud “gasp,” two giant balls dangling and swaying. She smiles and reaches for him. He takes a step forward, climbs onto the bed, kneels between Angela's legs. Her body a picture of perfection highlighted and seductively clothed in the sheer white gown. Bending her knees, opening her legs wide, loosening the front ties and adjusting her gown to reveal and a bald pussy. She smiles and giggles, “Make Love to me daddy.” A smile, a nod and Ken guides his thick, harder than rock Cock toward her love nest. “Make me a woman, daddy. And a baby too,” she says, giggling. Pushing his girth into her warm damp velvety cunt, stretching and opening her up, he feels resistance. “Ready baby,?” he asks. A nod, fingers grasping the bunched bed sheets. He pulls back slightly and then thrusts forward, the cock head piercing her hymen, and he commences fucking. The thick cock fully buried in her love nest. A loud yelp,“ followed with a gasp. The burning desire. The burning lust. Now giving way to a proper fucking, the act of making love. Ken humps and thrusts. Stretching and burying his cock inside Angela. Faster and aggressively, his ball sac slapping against her ass. Moans, gasps, deep breathing, air exhaled. "Slap, slap, slap.” 'Ooh's, ahh's. Angela shivers. Her body trembles. An orgasm builds. A screeching yelp. Kens cock burying itself entirely within her as he thrusts, his cockhead slamming against her uterus. She cums. Orgasm. Her body shakes. Beads of perspiration on her forehead and arms. Ken senses something different. His cock twitches. His ball sac releases. His sperm, seed, cum begins flowing. His cock erupts. The seed explodes into his lover. Filling her womb with potent baby making seed, ropes of cum, gobs of sperm. He continues thrusting, slowly now, until he senses he's empty. Pulling his cock free from Angela's honey pot, it dangles semi erect and flaccid. He falls onto the bed and pulls her tight against him. They spoon and cuddle in the afterglow of making love. The balance of their weekend was spent much the same way. Making love, cuddling, showering, making love again. Housekeeping was called several times to change out the bedding, replacing their damp, stained sheet for fresh clean ones. The prediction of them laying in a 'river of CUM' had come true. By Monday morning they were sore and limping to the car for the drive home. They were fully and sexually satiated having indulged almost nonstop in making Love to one another. Before Leaving they gave their porter and the housekeeping staff a handsome tip for their service. The drive back was quiet, the two lovers a different couple now. They had consummated their union. They were now definitely committed to one another now. So they thought. Angela had made Ken feel alive again, bring hope back into his life. Ken had taken a naïve, out going young woman and fulfilled her older man fantasy. By giving her the love, attention and care she sought after, they had fallen in Love. A week later summer was over, school beckoned and Angela left for another semester of education. Only the memories remained. Precious memories. They both hated “Good Byes” so on the morning of her departure, Ken was hidden away in his house. Angela was tearfully trying to see as she drove. Hearing her car pull away, he shed a tear and, sipped another cup of coffee. Both wondering in their thoughts, 'is there a future for them?' A Deliberate Encounter Sitting in her spacious kitchen Melanie is at odds with herself, stewing and feeling sorry for herself. During the summer she watched the transformation in her daughter Angela, going from a naïve shy young girl to an outgoing teasing lil slut. Of course, those are her words. Words of jealously. But ever since she met the next door neighbour Ken, her daughter had blossomed into a sexually active and sexually content lil vixen. This troubled Melanie to no end. Not because Angela didn't deserve a man, but simply because Melanie wanted a piece of the action. She wanted a man to love. A man like the man she once loved when she met her hubby, before he became such an asshole. She wanted the wild sex, the experimenting, the multi orgasms, she wanted it all. And when Ken became available, her own daughter beat her to the prize and won his heart. Ever since her husband John moved her to this little jerk water small town Melanie had been discontented. Then he just ups and takes off on his business trips leaving her home and alone, lonely and horny. At least, In the city she was able to cruise the bars and discretely find accommodating studs for a night of fun. Not so here in small town Canada. There was only one bar and the opportunity for a discrete encounter was slim to nil. What made matters even worse, in Mel's mind, her daughter had been home only one day from Uni and met Ken. The rest, as they say, is history. Her daughter had enjoyed a summer of sex. This made Melanie more than jealous. She is downright envious. A smirk on her face. “I'll teach him,” she laughs. “What a real woman is capable of.” The 34 year old mother looks down over her body. Standing before a mirror, she admires her assets. Large D cupped rounded breasts, a narrow waist with long shapely legs. She gives her head a shake, her shoulder length natural blonde hair waving and shimmering. Turning around and looking back over her shoulder the very best asset, in her mind, is the rounded ass, her bubble butt. “Oh gawd I miss having you happy,” she says, speaking to her bum. With all these thoughts confronting her she makes a decision. A visit to Ken is in order. Time to take control of my life and get what I want and just to make sure I do, I'll give him something he is already familiar with. She laughs, the devilish laugh of a woman who is convinced she wins the prize. Heading to her bedroom, disrobing along the way, she steps into her walk-in clothes closet. Looking through her dresses she finds exactly what she is looking for, the White Strapless Matte 'Fuck Me' dress. Muttering 'we'll see who wears this curve hugging tube dress better,' giggling. 'Daughter or mommy? D cup breasts or perky boobs, nice, rounded ass or bubble butt ass? Humm, watcha think Ken?' laughing. Sitting in his kitchen, coffee cup in hand, Ken looks wistfully through the large window overlooking his backyard garden. His thoughts focused on Angela and the wonderfully erotic summer they enjoyed in each other's company. A tingle causing his body to shiver. A female voice calls out, “Howdy neighbour” interrupting his contemplation. A familiar style voice similar to ones he's heard before. “Uh, Neighbour answering,” He yells back. “Come on in,” he says, and muttering to himself, 'right on time.' A tallish woman, mid 30's pokes her nose around the corner. "Hi. I'm Melanie, Angela's mommy.” she says. Waiting for a response, she smiles, looking somewhat awkward while Ken scopes her out. His eyes moving up and down, observing, liking what he sees. “My goodness, like mommy like daughter. I thought Angela was one beautiful woman; but you, mommy; are absolutely gorgeous.” Ken says as he pores on the praise, flattering Melanie to an extent that causes her face to turn beet red. “That dress is made for you and only you!” he says, followed by a long whistle. “Have I embarrassed you?” he asks, standing to face her. “I hope so,” he says, laughing. “The one thing Angela brought to my attention, never failing to mention actually, was how lonely and neglected you are Melanie. Possibly I can help you out with that predicament.” “I; um, was hoping you might.,” she paused, caught by surprise with Kens aggressive nature. She smiles, not missing a beat though, looking so deliciously appetizing in the White Straplesss Tube Dress highlighting her large, rounded breasts. She turns around for him, “You like?” she says, giggling. “No Melanie, I love,” he says, laughing, “and I've been expecting you. May I call you Mel?” “Expecting me, really?” “Uh huh. Big city girl dumped in a small town by a workaholic hubby who knocked you up while you were a young teenager. Not able to do anything discretely like you could before. Lonely, ignored and horny. You, my dear, are Ravishingly gorgeous. And you've been suffering all summer while your daughter got it on with the neighbour. How am I doing so far?” Ken reaches out his arms placing his large hands-on Melanie's hips and leans in to kiss her. Mel responds with a kiss of her own. The long passionate kiss heightens Ken's lust, pulling Melanie closer, hands caressing her ass cheeks. He feins  a 'growl.' Sucking her tongue into his mouth, tongues flirting and teasing; then a 'moan.' Ken sweeps her off her feet and carries her to the living room sofa, laying her down. Standing beside her prone body, eyes eating her up, lust burning in his body. Mel reaches up and plays with his belt buckle, “Wha d'ya got for Melanie?” she implores, big blue eyes smiling up to him. Ken can hardly wait until she gets her answer, which pops out immediately. The large bulbus thick cock springs free from confinement and stands at attention. Ken shoves his jeans down and kicks them away, his lengthy cock waving in the air. Mel quickly goes to work, cupping his manhood in both hands. Ken, meanwhile takes inventory, ogling the luscious woman laying prone before him. Large, rounded breasts dressed seductively in her 'Fuck Me' dress. Long shapely legs. A less than short micro dress covering, barely covering, her gorgeous ass globes. Not able to control his lust any longer, “We'll play later darling. Now, I'm going to fuck your brains out.” he declared. Not asking! Telling! Mel's head shakes yes, “I've wanted this for so long.” she says, Smiling. Ken quickly moves her to the plush carpeted floor. Kneeling between her outstretched legs, holding and guiding his cock to Mel's womanhood. The large cockhead teasing her pubes as he strokes it up and down her damp bushy pussy lips. Mel, with a look of expectation, smiles. Ken smiling, pushes his thick member into her. A long hard thrust and he's in. Mel gasps. Her pussy stretching to accommodate him. White dress bunched around her waist, Ken begins hammering away, piston fucking her. Mel meets his thrusts with her own. Head rolling back and forth. Beads of perspiration on her forehead. Gasping, Moaning, Humping her ass up and down. Ken hammers her fast and furious. Their pent-up lust driving them. Ecstasy building. Orgasms. Melanie cums first, “Argh!” Ken's balls tighten, his cock jerks and erupts. Exploding with a rope of cum. A river of cum. The two satisfied lovers collapsing in a heap on the carpet. Their insatiable lust temporarily satisfied. “Nuth'in like a mommy to help a guy forget her daughter.” Ken laughs. “Here's hoping my hubby plans on lots more business trips,” Mel laughs. “I actually hope he makes himself scarce.” “Oops, speaking of which, I think I hear his car now. Must be home for lunch.” She giggles, “Not as good a lunch as I'm going to have,” her fingers dancing on Ken's cock. Ken smiles, “I wanna go check him out,” he says, standing up, “Come darlin.” Taking Mel's hand, he leads her back into the kitchen to the side window, facing Ken's driveway, right next to John's. With her standing in front of him they look over the driveway and watch as John exits his car. Ken places his hands on Mel's hips pressing his flaccid cock into her bum. “Wonder what he'd say if he knew I just Fucked his wife;” he says, laughing and cupping her ample breasts. “I'm going to own this body, babykins. What do you think of that?” “I love it. You can have me anytime big guy; even now,” she says, giggling. “Ready to go again, are we,” he says, pushing Mel's head to the window, she arcs her back, “Doggy fuck?” she giggles in agreement. She places her hands on the window ledge for leverage. Flaring her bubble butt ass, a juicy muffed pussy peaks up at him; his fingers teasing the folds of skin. Ken slides the white dress over her luscious ass cheeks, his hands caressing. “Gawd, I love your ass, my ass,” he says, laughing, his hands guiding his cock. Running it over her butt cheeks and butt crack, watching it grow in size. He slides it down to her pussy and presses into her. “One man's loss is another man's gain,” he says, shoving his cock into Johns wife's vagina. Mel and Ken fuck. John walks back out to his car. To be continued. by PrairieDad1 for Literotica

Ready to rock? Buckle up and join us for another electrifying episode of The Struts Life! This week, your favorite lads—Luke, Adam, Jed, and Geth—are diving deep into the musical influences that shaped their sound. Hosted by the fabulous Leah Jones, we're unpacking the album that ignited Adam's passion for music: Green Day's iconic “American Idiot.” From its rebellious themes to its genre-blending tracks, we're exploring how this millennial staple album inspired Adam to pick up a guitar and never look back. If you love a good behind-the-scenes story and a bit of rock history, you're in the right place! But wait, there's more! We've got exciting news for our European fans: The Struts have announced their tour dates, and we can't wait to see you there! Join the conversation in the official Strutter Facebook group and let us know which shows you'll be rocking out to. Plus, stick around as we reminisce about the early days of the band and share some epic stories you won't hear anywhere else. So grab your headphones, hit play, and get ready to be part of the Struts' world—it's going to be a wild ride!

Ready to rock? Buckle up and join us for another electrifying episode of The Struts Life! This week, your favorite lads—Luke, Adam, Jed, and Geth—are diving deep into the musical influences that shaped their sound. Hosted by the fabulous Leah Jones, we're unpacking the album that ignited Adam's passion for music: Green Day's iconic “American Idiot.” From its rebellious themes to its genre-blending tracks, we're exploring how this millennial staple album inspired Adam to pick up a guitar and never look back. If you love a good behind-the-scenes story and a bit of rock history, you're in the right place! But wait, there's more! We've got exciting news for our European fans: The Struts have announced their tour dates, and we can't wait to see you there! Join the conversation in the official Strutter Facebook group and let us know which shows you'll be rocking out to. Plus, stick around as we reminisce about the early days of the band and share some epic stories you won't hear anywhere else. So grab your headphones, hit play, and get ready to be part of the Struts' world—it's going to be a wild ride!

Ready to rock? Buckle up and join us for another electrifying episode of The Struts Life! This week, your favorite lads—Luke, Adam, Jed, and Gath—are diving deep into the musical influences that shaped their sound. Hosted by the fabulous Leah Jones, we're unpacking the album that ignited Adam's passion for music: Green Day's iconic “American Idiot.” From its rebellious themes to its genre-blending tracks, we're exploring how this millennial staple album inspired Adam to pick up a guitar and never look back. If you love a good behind-the-scenes story and a bit of rock history, you're in the right place! But wait, there's more! We've got exciting news for our European fans: The Struts have announced their tour dates, and we can't wait to see you there! Join the conversation in the official Strutter Facebook group and let us know which shows you'll be rocking out to. Plus, stick around as we reminisce about the early days of the band and share some epic stories you won't hear anywhere else. So grab your headphones, hit play, and get ready to be part of the Struts' world—it's going to be a wild ride!

Rachel King joined RSN after her trip to Royal Ascot, where she almost won the Sandringham Stakes on Strutting. She also tied the knot last week, and is enjoying her honeymoon on the Greek Islands. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On the show today is none other than Star Monroe! We've got an incredible conversation about how to embrace - strut! - into main character energy (and what the truly means), as well as how to decenter men and center your fine self!  A few topics discussed include internal vs. external validation, seeing the world through the male gaze, what happens to the ego during times of self doubt, the importance of embodying healing (and how to do it), the truth about authenticity, and more. After the main interview, the mics stayed hot once more and the Flirt Coach ... got coached! You don't wanna miss this moment. Then for the second segment of this episode, I've got a meditation for you on cultivating inner confidence that pairs perfectly with Star's interview. You can listen to it driving, but at least pull over to do the practice! 

Mikey Cash & Big Vito from the podcast, Strutting from Gorilla talk about their format and why they started their show in the first place. Hear them share their thoughts on what they like and don't like about wrestling. They also talk about being original and the recent match with Cody Rhodes and AJ Styles at Backlash. NEW SHOW EVERY MONDAY & THURSDAY! Find all of Vinny Berry's books at wrestleville.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode, we sit down for a conversation with Model, Entrepreneur and Mum, Leah Jay. Leah spills the tea on her whirlwind switch from high fashion runways to high chair negotiations. Packed with stories of unexpected auditions, entrepreneurial ventures, and the daily dance of balancing a baby on one hip and a business on the other, this episode is a hilarious view into the changing life of a new mum. 00:00:00 - Lights, Camera, Action: Introducing Leah 00:04:05 - Auditions and Oops: Leah's Unplanned Catwalk Career 00:28:17 - Boss Babe Beginnings: From Fashion Fronts to the Entrepreneur's Seat 00:31:12 - Baby Steps and Big Leaps: Leah's Dive into Diapers 00:50:15 - Tummy Time and Teething: Real Talk Follow Leah: Instagram | www.instagram.com/leahjay TikTok | https://www.tiktok.com/@leahjay_ Follow Hanging For More: Instagram TikTok Follow Yasmina: Instagram Follow Maggie: Instagram Produced by Pivotal Conversations: Instagram TikTok" Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Silver and Kaotic Talk about the Fresno Nightcrawler a cryptid mainly seen in California it resembles a walking pair of pants they also just seem like fun little guys Podcast Links  ⁠⁠Discord⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠https://discord.gg/F9wtSUYzAN⁠⁠ ⁠⁠Twitter⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠https://twitter.com/MmMayhemPodcast⁠ ⁠Twitter⁠⁠ ⁠⁠Patreon⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/MonstersMythsMayhem⁠⁠ ⁠⁠Twitch⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠https://www.twitch.tv/kaoticleigh⁠⁠ --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/monstersmythsmayhem/message

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I'm excited for you girls to be STRUTTING into the gym with all the confidence after this episode!    If you want to hear more, follow me on instagram and tiktok for more madness!    If you have fitness goals, but you don't know where to start...inquire for online coaching and get serious about your health! The price is cheaper than your daily cup of coffee. 

Strutting down Sunset Boulevard drinking the juice of another store. A cradle on wheels and baskets that don't fit cause confusion. Refusing the culture of weekend vs weekday and watching The Bachelor as sport. Skinny Nation rise up? Oprah will not be ridiculed for loving Ozempic. Tales of Wellbutrin Girl and the CVS coupon system. He's not acting, but what a performance! Dreams of lychee martinis and whether or not to acknowledge spit on the cornea. Kate's reason for a lifetime of no up-dos silences Jacqueline. Bifurcate and see inside.  Brands mentioned: Vegamour, Chanel, Erewhon, Dr. Diamond, Lyma, OneSkin and Soom Tahini Edited and mixed by Allie Graham.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Finding out you're pregnant comes with a million of emotions that are seemingly impossible to process. Even though pregnancy is a lot in itself, nothing prepares you for the outside noise that comes alone with it. Unnecessary opinions, inputs, and unsolicited advice that you didn't ask for. Get to know Moms Can Wine Too host Niani G as she gets into finding out about her pregnancy and what it was like sharing it with the world. Links: - Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/momscanwine2?igsh=MWVyaTR3dzdpbTdwZQ%3D%3D&utm_source=qr - YouTube: https://youtube.com/@MomsCanWineToo?si=gcBeV7R9otWPmJu9 - Registry: .. - https://www.babylist.com/list/baby-niani-gibson - Kalice.krochet: https://www.instagram.com/kalice.krochet?igsh=NjdhY3lnMWJwejNhContact: - Email: Momscanwine2@gmail.com - Text: +1 346-570-3450

Happy 2024! On the first episode of The Insuring Cyber Podcast for the new year, Dr. Magda Chelly, managing director and chief information security officer for cybersecurity organization … Read More » The post EP. 77: Haute Cyber? Attackers Are Strutting into 2024 with More Sophistication appeared first on Insurance Journal TV.

Happy 2024! On the first episode of The Insuring Cyber Podcast for the new year, Dr. Magda Chelly, managing director and chief information security officer for cybersecurity organization … Read More » The post EP. 77: Haute Cyber? Attackers Are Strutting into 2024 with More Sophistication appeared first on Insurance Journal TV.

Happy 2024! On the first episode of The Insuring Cyber Podcast for the new year, Dr. Magda Chelly, managing director and chief information security officer for cybersecurity organization … Read More » The post EP. 77: Haute Cyber? Attackers Are Strutting into 2024 with More Sophistication appeared first on Insurance Journal TV.

Welcome to the “Big Show” where big things are happening in the new year on Calm Down with Erin and Charissa. Erin discusses her son's first swimming lesson and is already finding herself becoming one of those competitive moms. They get into their obsession over Taylor Swift's The Era's Tour movie and some of Charissa's impressive dance moves. Erin describes a confrontation she recently had at an airport and why it's time for smiles and strutting in 2024! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Episode 20: Repeat Beat PoetThe Repeat Beat Poet also known as (PJ), is a Hip Hop Poet and broadcaster fusing traditional poetics and Hip Hop culture to capture and extend moments of time, thought, and feeling. PJ has performed across the UK and internationally at venues including the Southbank Centre and Ronnie Scotts in London, performing alongside writers like Margaret Atwood, Salena Godden, and Roger Robinson. He co-founded the Hip Hop open mic night Pen-Ting, created the Spoken Word radio show #TheRepeatBeatBroadcast and hosts the multi-award nominated Lunar Poetry Podcast.His brilliant debut pamphlet ‘A testament to Life and Death' contains poems that function as blessings, memorials, prophecies, and survivor's guides for soldiering through modern life while being Black in Britain.NB: The episode was recorded before the writers and actors strike.#hygystpod #RepeatBeatPoetHave You Got Your Sh*t Together? with Caitlin O'Ryan, is a podcast that celebrates not having your sh*t together! In each episode, Caitlin interviews guests who seemingly “have their sh*t together” - be that in life/love/work/hobbies. Throughout the conversation, the questions unveil whether they actually do, or whether the whole concept is a lie! With a mix of guests from various backgrounds, the podcast is sure to be relatable, honest, and an antidote to Instagram culture. Producer - Ant Hickman (www.ahickman.uk)Artwork - Tim Saunders (www.instagram.com/timsaunders.design)Photography - Patch Bell (www.patchstudio.uk)Music - Cassia - 'Slow' (www.wearecassia.com)Web: www.hygystpod.comInsta: www.instgram.com/hygystpodEmail: hygystpod@gmail.comRSS: https://feeds.acast.com/public/shows/644a8e8eadac0f0010542d86 Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

  While we are on the field with Adam Carter, we bring him in for a Twins postseason edition of Ask Adam Anything LIVE from Target Field talking self check-out, Taylor Swift and more!   

We are revving in on our MOTORBIKE for the penultimate episode of Snappt! Season 2. And this week it's all about the girl groups, as we celebrate Perri, Leigh-Anne and Jade… aka Little Mix! We bop straight through their Glory Days, dissecting exes, touches and sad sad songs. Unfortunately we lament the inclusion of men on too many songs, worship at the feet of Power and get Down & Dirty for our Sleppt! On or Choppt! Off picks! Strutting down the red carpet we question “ do you still use a Bluetooth?”, say F.U. (To one member), and wrap up the massive impact the gals had on the entire world!

Actor and educator Charles Andrew Gardner is starting his fourth term as president of the Chicago local branch of the union SAG-AFTRA.He grew up in Chicago and studied acting at Northern Illinois University. He is a company member with TimeLine Theater and has acted on several of Chicago's important stages. He has appeared on the Chicago-filmed TV shows “The Chi” and “Chicago P.D.,” and his film credits include “Long Ride Home” and “Olympia.” He has also shot several national commercials for brands including Hyundai and Liberty Mutual, and he has many credits as a voiceover artist.This interview took place a little over five weeks after SAG-AFTRA, having failed to reach an agreement with AMPTP (the Alliance of Motion Picture and Television Producers), went on strike on July 14, 2023. At the core of the disagreement between the actors and the producers is the amount of residuals actors should receive for streamed content. Also on the negotiating table are the burdens on actors of self-taped auditions, the amount producers should contribute to the union's healthcare and pension funds and how the use of AI-generated likenesses of performers should be regulated.Here Charles explains why he chose to remain in his hometown as he set out on his acting career and how a passion for education continues to inform his leadership style as he shepherds his fellow union members through this latest challenge.https://www.charlesandrewgardner.com/

Tara and Lee talk about the disgusting confidence that Hunter Biden has when he entered the courtroom yesterday.

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With roots in the Harlem Renaissance of the 1920s, ballroom culture evolved into a vibrant movement that has since been a haven of self-expression, creativity, and community for the LGBTQ individuals, particularly those from the black and latino community. It's a world of flamboyant fashion, fierce competition, and above all, a celebration of identity. In this episode, we're not just exploring the sequins and voguing, we're delving deeper. We discuss the significant impact of ballroom culture on popular culture and its commodification in the mainstream, and we address its crucial role as a form of protest and its influence on the fight for LGBTQ rights and acceptance. And the Category Is…Inside New York's Vogue, House, and Ballroom Community, By Ricky Tucker — We'd love to hear your feedback and what you think we should talk about next, who we should have on and what our future debates should be.  Send us an email or voice note with your thoughts to podcasts@intelligencesquared.com or Tweet us @intelligence2.  And if you'd like to get ad-free access to all Intelligence Squared podcasts, including exclusive bonus content, early access to new episodes and much more, become a supporter of Intelligence Squared today for just £4.99, or the equivalent in your local currency .  Just visit intelligencesquared.com/membership to find out more. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Welcome to Otherwise (un)Damaged!  If you love to laugh at other people's embarrassing moments, then you are in for a treat this week, as Julie and Michelle share some of their most embarrassing moments.   Fair warning - this episode is NSFW and you definitely don't want to listen to it in front of your kids.  Earmuffs, please.   There's plenty of humiliation to go around, as they share stories about the birds and bees talk, announcing to a gas station clerk “I have gas” (it's not what you think), and mistaking buffalo meatballs for a size classification instead of an actual type of meat.   But the humiliation doesn't stop there.  Michelle and Julie volley back and forth through moments they would rather forget.  And fair warning to Julie's family - she doesn't want you to listen to this episode.   Themes: Sex, Humiliation, Alcohol, Buffalos, Gas, Cats   New Episodes released every Friday   Find us on Instagram (otherwise_undamaged)   Check out our website (otherwiseundamaged.com)

In this week's Sonic Campfire, Zack and Will find their way dahn to Tennessee to meet up with best friend of the pod Michelle Harmes.  This episode is a prequel to the TN turkey opener.  This is the first time Michelle and the boys have met in person.  Check it out!!  Instagram: michelle_harmes For more In The Currents go to https://rutandriverpursuits.com/ 

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We catch up with Cody to see how she is preparing for Semifinals this year. This woman knows how to have a good time.  From a pumkinhead wedding to making cereal milk latte's, Wow we were impressed.  Cody has decided to go team this season, but leaves the door open to a return to individual in the future.

If there's a zombie apocalypse, head to Mall of America! Plus, an idea to get more people to come. Turkey Toms are strutting and they want sex. Could Skittle and Hot Tamales be banned? A scene in Donald Glover's "Swarm" is making news involving Rory Culkin and strawberries. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoicesSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

If there's a zombie apocalypse, head to Mall of America! Plus, an idea to get more people to come. Turkey Toms are strutting and they want sex. Could Skittle and Hot Tamales be banned? A scene in Donald Glover's "Swarm" is making news involving Rory Culkin and strawberries. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Laura and Lindsey chat with Lauren Olivier about her stint in an American Girl Fashion Show and Play from her youth. They also discuss the importance of The Care and Keeping of You and Bitty Bear. Leave us a voicemail about your American Girl memories by calling ‪(929) 400-7540‬Send us your American Girl stories to americangirlwomen@gmail.comFollow us on instagram @americangirlwomen “Love Mode” song courtesy of ItsFrida

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On this episode of the Nine Finger Chronicles, Paul Campbell joins Dan in an all out wild turkey BS session. The guys kick off the show by sharing their "introduction to turkey hunting" stories and how Paul specifically fell in love with the activity back in 2008. Paul is currently employed by the National Wild Turkey Federation where he is able to mix his turkey hunting passion with communicating to other the importances of conservation through the NWTF. After that is all BS, the guys talk about their favorite turkey hunting scenarios, the observed turkey population decline, and much more turkey hunting conversation. If you are wild turkey nut, this is the episode for you. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

On this episode of the Nine Finger Chronicles, Paul Campbell joins Dan in an all out wild turkey BS session. The guys kick off the show by sharing their "introduction to turkey hunting" stories and how Paul specifically fell in love with the activity back in 2008. Paul is currently employed by the National Wild Turkey Federation where he is able to mix his turkey hunting passion with communicating to other the importances of conservation through the NWTF. After that is all BS, the guys talk about their favorite turkey hunting scenarios, the observed turkey population decline, and much more turkey hunting conversation. If you are wild turkey nut, this is the episode for you. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Coffelt joins Kyle to discuss everything turkey, what made him get into the business and where its headed, plus lots of good calling tips for beginners like myself.  Then we are joined by Coffelts business partner for a new journey he is on joins us Mr. Chris Doster and we discuss the latest product coming down the line, Rapid Raxx.  its a good one we hope yall enjoy.

This winter world cup is some bullshit.

Confidence is one of the biggest things that women tell me that they desire. Even if the initial goal is something like ‘to lose weight' or ‘to feel better about my body', it almost always comes down to seeking confidence.But, how the heck do you build your confidence?! I'll tell you.In this episode, we'll cover:What confidence actually is How confidence links to body image and food freedom (and why it's the missing piece of the puzzle)7 ways to feel confident AF✨✨  If you want to build that self-trust and self-belief to become your most confident self, you need to join me for my FREE live masterclass: Nourishment Over Punishment. I'll teach you to swap bingeing, breakdowns and body hate for body and food friendships and freedom! Grab your spot now: https://www.inspirewellnessau.com.au/free-webinarClick subscribe or follow to make sure you get notified when new episodes are out.If you LOVED this episode, please take a screenshot and share it on your story with your top takeaway from the ep!Slide into my DMs for a chat: https://www.instagram.com/inspire__wellnessJoin my free Facebook community, Find Your Freedom: https://www.facebook.com/groups/251119303853584Website: https://www.inspirewellnessau.com.au

WE'RE BACK! Who needs offseason camp? The Pahd is ready to go right out of the gates. We've got thoughts on the Big Ten's new media deal (including all the reasons why adding a streaming subscription to Peacock isn't something to complain about). We have football thoughts (sorta). There's a whole thing where Chris starts to get real high and mighty about whether people who don't watch Yellowstone (on PEACOCK!) can be trusted. Plus we get into volleyball and hockey, because somehow it's only like a month until hockey despite being August. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Accountability in church seems like something that's faded into the background over the last few decades, but Travis Whatley wants to bring it back into the conversation. The founder of Church Mints Accountability, a company focused on helping churches foster accountability in their congregations and small groups, Travis knows what it's like to be the person in church who feels like their struggle isn't seen. On this episode of The Other Side of the Church podcast, Lathan talks with Travis about overcoming his porn addiction, why strutting your scars is the new form of evangelism, and what genuine revival in the church can look like—a revival that begins with accountability.  Episode Timeline:  [0:44] Clearing the Confusion: Why accountability in the church is so important  [5:32] What Travis needed most through his porn addiction  [10:19] Travis' word to the individual whose struggle isn't seen  [13:01] Navigating church hurt  [16:58] Strutting your scars as the new evangelism  [19:34] Strutting your scars for the post-pandemic Christian   [23:02] How pastors can strut their scars  [28:11] What genuine church revival can look like  [34:20] Travis' Hope Holler  Resources Mentioned:  Church Mints  Social:  Connect with Travis and Church Mints on Facebook and Instagram, or by joining their leader accountability Facebook Group.