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The After Party Merch store is now open! Check out afterpartyinc.com. On this episode we feature the return of Kayla and Tori comes on for some redemption! We talk exes, crazy R&B brunch stories and answer some horny questions you wouldn't believe the answers to! Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty Watch the full video and listen to the episode on all platforms and head over to our instagram @ AaronScenesAfterParty

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What began as eerie tales of a bloodthirsty winged beast terrorizing Maryland would soon unravel into one of the most bizarre and brilliant hoaxes in American cryptid history.Download the FREE WORD SEARCH and CROSSWORD For This Episode: https://weirddarkness.com/snallygasterJoin the DARKNESS SYNDICATE: https://weirddarkness.com/syndicateABOUT WEIRD DARKNESS: Weird Darkness is a true crime and paranormal podcast narrated by professional award-winning voice actor, Darren Marlar. Seven days per week, Weird Darkness focuses on all thing strange and macabre such as haunted locations, unsolved mysteries, true ghost stories, supernatural manifestations, urban legends, unsolved or cold case murders, conspiracy theories, and more. On Thursdays, this scary stories podcast features horror fiction along with the occasional creepypasta. Weird Darkness has been named one of the “Best 20 Storytellers in Podcasting” by Podcast Business Journal. Listeners have described the show as a cross between “Coast to Coast” with Art Bell, “The Twilight Zone” with Rod Serling, “Unsolved Mysteries” with Robert Stack, and “In Search Of” with Leonard Nimoy.DISCLAIMER: Ads heard during the podcast that are not in my voice are placed by third party agencies outside of my control and should not imply an endorsement by Weird Darkness or myself. *** Stories and content in Weird Darkness can be disturbing for some listeners and intended for mature audiences only. Parental discretion is strongly advised.IN THIS EPISODE: Can you perform an exorcism using your smartphone? The Catholic church now says you can! (Exorcism of Demons by Phone) *** Does the ghost of a murdered child haunt East Lake Park in Birmingham, Alabama? (Child of the Lake) *** A young female college student vanished into nowhere in December of 1946 and became a mystery that would haunt the sleepy town forever. (The Disappearance of Paula Jean Weldon) *** An elderly woman requests to be buried upon her death, but the family cremates her instead. And that is when the vampire arrived. (The Wallasey Vampire) *** Orbs, late-night taps on the window, shadow figures, and more haunt a new home. (Creepy Happenings In The Middle of the Night) *** John Kraft noticed the neighbors, the Jacob Wolf family, had left their laundry on the clothesline overnight and their horses untended. He went to investigate and stumbled into what might be the most horrific crime scene in North Dakota history. (The Wolf Family Murders) *** Was the creature real? Where was it hiding? Why had only some people seen it? The Snallygaster terrorized Maryland and Washington in the 1730s – and we begin there, first! (Surprising End To Legend Of The Snallygaster) *** Mainstream journalists, the Travel Channel, the History Channel and the Discovery Channel have all investigated a certain home in Atchison, Kansas due its paranormal activities. What secrets lie within the Sallie House? (Secrets of the Sallie House) *** How can thousands of people instantly vanish without a trace? (3,000 Soldiers Vanish Into Thin Air) *** A child's mother slowly dies of lung cancer at home – then continues to live there after her passing. (Sounds In The Night) *** Was the death of Meriwether Lewis a murder or a suicide? This early 1800s mystery continues to baffle historians and detectives alike. (The Death of Meriwether Lewis) *** No one knows the motive of a mysterious murder that took place in 1866 New York. In fact, they still have no suspects. (A Mysterious Murder) *** The gift of a cross to protect a couple from a poltergeist, ends up creating more unusual events. (Poltergeist – The Disappearing Cross)CHAPTERS & TIME STAMPS (All Times Approximate)…00:00:00.000 = Lead-In00:00:39.563 = Show Open00:03:46.803 = Surprising End to the Legendary Snallygaster00:08:04.778 = Exorcising Demons By Smartphone00:10:27.513 = Child of the Lake00:14:57.373 = The Disappearance of Paula Jean Weldon00:19:14.865 = The Wallasey Vampire00::25:43.494 = Creepy Happenings in the Middle of the Night00:27:13.845 = The Wolf Family Murders00:32:41.683 = Sinister Secrets of the Sallie House00:40:09.381 = 3,000 Soldiers Vanish Into Thin Air00:44:02.899 = Sounds In The Night00:50:28.278 = The Death of Meriwether Lewis00:56:11.536 = A Mysterious Murder”00:58:23.319 = Poltergeist – The Disappearing Cross01:04:39.888 = Show CloseSOURCES AND RESOURCES FROM THE EPISODE…“Surprising End to the Legend of the Snallygaster” by Ellen Lloyd for Ancient Pages:https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/4mfk3kdw“Exorcism of Demons by Phone” from Earth Chronicles of Life: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/4y9x7v4w“Child of the Lake” from GhostsNGhouls.com (link no longer available)“The Disappearance of Paula Jean Weldon” by Doug MacGowan for Historic Mysteries:https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/2b8ujh84“The Wallasey Vampire” by Tom Slemen for Wirral Globe: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/c9p28b2u“Creepy Happenings in the Middle of the Night” by Malcolm Deanings for MyHauntedLifeToo.com:https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/jzbystwy“The Wolf Family Murders” by Troy Larson for Ghosts of North Dakota: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/5xh9swyk“Sounds In The Night”: (written by an unknown author - link no longer available)“The Death of Meriwether Lewis” by Doug MacGowan for HistoricMysteries.com: http://bit.ly/30vvYZp“3,000 Soldiers Vanish Into Thin Air” by Ellen Lloyd for MessageToEagle.com: http://bit.ly/2YBUWEM“Sinister Secrets of the Sallie House”: (written by an unknown author - link no longer available)“A Mysterious Murder” by Robert Wilhelm for MurderByGaslight.com: http://bit.ly/2LXIfm8“Poltergeist – The Disappearing Cross” by Keith Linder for MyHauntedLifeToo.com: http://bit.ly/2Jt2ZQI=====(Over time links seen above may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for the material I use whenever possible. If I somehow overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it in these show notes immediately. Some links included above may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)= = = = ="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46= = = = =WeirdDarkness® is a registered trademark. Copyright ©2025, Weird Darkness.=====Originally aired: September, 2018EPISODE PAGE at WeirdDarkness.com (includes list of sources): https://weirddarkness.com/snallygasterSnallygaster, Cryptid legend, Maryland folklore, American cryptids, Paranormal stories, Mythical creatures, Giant bird sightings, Dragon-like monster, Urban legend, Folklore hoax, Creepy American legends, Unsolved mysteries, Weird history, Cryptid hoaxes, Haunted Maryland, Paranormal creature, Snallygaster explained, Strange creature sightings, Theodore Roosevelt cryptid, Dwayyo vs Snallygaster

In Today's Safehouse QA we got juicy, we got beef, we got a little toe sucking, and of course, we answered all of your questions ;) Topics Include:     •    Erotic Wealth & Your Elephant in the Room     •    Why Didn't I Get More Clients??    •    Where does Active Neutral and Passive Time Come From?     •    Where does that trauma live?     •    Where are the Shocks in The Enneagram?    •    Does Wheels Trauma Repair Process Cause Physical Symptoms?        •    What is the Universe Telling Me? Hostile Vs. Friendly?    •    How do you reset your Erotic Charge?     •    Email Funnels, Value Stacks, and Upkeep + MOARQ&A For private students of our Occult Business School, Safehouse. Join here: http://www.mamionami.com/safehouse #occult #mamiknowsbest #fourthway #erotic

Send us a textTrust, loyalty, and acceptance take center stage in this raw, unfiltered episode that begins with a viral barbershop scandal. What happens when your barber's private life becomes public knowledge through a shocking video? More importantly, what does your reaction say about you?The sacred relationship between a man and his barber becomes the springboard for a deeper conversation about masculinity, homophobia, and arbitrary social boundaries. With characteristic candor, I break down why some men suddenly question their barber loyalty when sexuality enters the picture, while others maintain that quality service trumps everything else. "If that nigga product good and my lineup crispy, I'm looking like new money... What do I have to complain about?" The inconsistency in how we apply our comfort boundaries across different service industries reveals much about our lingering biases.Beyond the barbershop drama, this episode weaves through personal stories that illuminate a philosophy of unconditional acceptance. From embracing LGBTQ+ family members in public to wild tales of drunken misadventures with friends, each story contributes to a larger message: judge people by how they treat you, not by who they love or how they live. Particularly moving is the realization that family support shouldn't come with conditions: "Regardless of what you like or how you dress... I still love you, I still rock with you."The conversation culminates in a powerful reminder that in a world determined to tear us down, we shouldn't contribute to that negativity by rejecting others for their differences. "Let us live our lives and let us be happy the way we're gonna be happy." Whether you're getting your lineup tight or navigating complex relationships, authentic connections matter more than rigid social expectations. How deep is your acceptance?Watch the video over on YouTube:https://youtu.be/AmfVrdaCLxo?si=Reb2quUaAOy3uQVPSupport the show

The After Party Merch store is now open! Check out afterpartyinc.com. Its another episode of the After Party and on this one we bring on Devante who spills some tea on the podcast! From toxic times with his ex, to some nightlife tea and even him getting ran over, we got enough tea on this one for you. Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty

The After Party Merch store is now open! Check out afterpartyinc.com. The After Party is back! And for this episode we bring on El Paso's finest swingers Jasmine and Javi. They come on and tell us about how they got into the adult industry plus they share some of their favorite and some of their least favorite swinger stories. Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty Watch the full video and listen to the episode on all platforms and head over to our instagram @ AaronScenesAfterParty

Meta just launched an AI-powered social network and it's way weirder than we expected. From voice assistants with emotional baggage to remixable AI selfies, we test Meta's new AI app and talk about what it really means for the future of AI interfaces. VISIT OUR SPONSOR: https://molku.ai/ We also break down OpenAI's GlazeGate, the update that made ChatGPT way too sycophantic, and why Sam Altman had to roll it back. Plus: new AI video tools from Runway and Higgsfield and a bizarre Reddit experiment where bots convinced real humans to change their minds. Also: robots walking through the desert, Duolingo's AI-first strategy (and what it means for your job), and yes… Zuck as a centaur. ROBOTS ARE IN THE DESERT. ZUCK'S IN YOUR PHONE. IT'S A GOOD SHOW. Join the discord: https://discord.gg/muD2TYgC8f Join our Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/AIForHumansShow AI For Humans Newsletter: https://aiforhumans.beehiiv.com/ Follow us for more on X @AIForHumansShow Join our TikTok @aiforhumansshow To book us for speaking, please visit our website: https://www.aiforhumans.show/   // Show Links //  Meta's New AI Social Network App https://about.fb.com/news/2025/04/introducing-meta-ai-app-new-way-access-ai-assistant/  Mark Zuckerberg Meta AI announcement https://x.com/ai_for_success/status/1917255173610889521  AI For Humans Therapist Convo on Meta AI App https://www.meta.ai/@aiforhumansshow/p/cq35bKWwd3A  Zuck on Dwarkesh Podcast https://youtu.be/rYXeQbTuVl0?si=kacU4rCl3pl6wPCy  Zuck on Theo Von Calling Himself ‘Smooth' https://x.com/AutismCapital/status/1916961036718248219  OpenAi's GlazeGate (Sam Rolls Back 4o update) https://techcrunch.com/2025/04/29/openai-rolls-back-update-that-made-chatgpt-too-sycophant-y/  OpenAI's Blog: Sycophancy in GPT-4o https://openai.com/index/sycophancy-in-gpt-4o/  Deep Dive in AI For Humans Newsletter https://aiforhumans.beehiiv.com/p/so-exactly-how-do-we-want-chatgpt-to-talk-to-us  OpenAi Search Update + Shopping (!) https://x.com/OpenAI/status/1916947241086095434  Higgsfield Iconic Scenes https://x.com/higgsfield_ai/status/1916885476943802679  Gavin's free tests: https://x.com/AIForHumansShow/status/1917352163132727556  Runway Reference Tool Now Available To Creative Partners https://x.com/runwayml/status/1916135923642757156  OpenSource: InstantCharacter Adds Character Reference To Flux https://x.com/dreamingtulpa/status/1916765341700788643  DuoLingo Going AI First Memo https://www.linkedin.com/posts/duolingo_below-is-an-all-hands-email-from-our-activity-7322560534824865792-l9vh?utm_source=social_share_send&utm_medium=member_desktop_web&rcm=ACoAACF3qtcBpudW1P0d2uS431v2T11pcyc9aGw  Swiss Researchers Did AI Experiment on r/changemymind and didn't tell anyone it was AI https://www.newscientist.com/article/2478336-reddit-users-were-subjected-to-ai-powered-experiment-without-consent/  GPT-4o Image Generation Creates a Replica 70 Times https://www.reddit.com/r/ChatGPT/comments/1k9yow9/chatgpt_omni_prompted_to_create_the_exact_replica/  The Rock version: https://www.reddit.com/r/ChatGPT/comments/1kbj71z/i_tried_the_create_the_exact_replica_of_this/  Model Collapser GitHub  https://github.com/Otter-man/ModelCollapser  Willie Wonka Model Collapser https://x.com/papayathreesome/status/1916941063236784567 Face Punching AI Characters https://www.reddit.com/r/aivideo/comments/1k80go8/face_punching_iconic_characters/  Deep Robotics DESERT WALKERS https://x.com/DeepRobotics_CN/status/1917141856686845987  

He's been waiting. Resting. Sucking the life from the toads and eels at the bottom of the swamp for power. UNTIL NOW! The Roach is back, baby! From what, exactly? From everything. From the weekend. From The Draft. From his long-buried childhood trauma. And he's ready to weigh in. It's time. Now the only thing left to do is find a Young Hilary out there…any takers?. We've been loving all the new Roach Reporters writing in. Don't be shy out there, folks hit us up with the wildest, weirdest stories you know @ JoshPotterShow@gmail.com ON THIS WEEK'S EPISODE: ★ Soft Vampires ★ Dad's Spoon ★ Young Girlfriends ★ Gandalf Esq ★ 90s words And much more! ★★★ This week's Intro Music: “165” by  @KilllaCope  Outro Music: “Live From The Roach Motel (feat. Hendawg)” by Brothers ★★★ See Josh Live! July 13th - The Lincoln Lodge - Chicago, Il Aug 15th - Comedy Cabin - Janesville, WI Aug 16th - Comedy Cabin - Janesville, WI Oct 31st - Headbangers Cruise w/Lamb Of God Nov 1st - Headbangers Cruise w/Lamb Of God Nov 2nd - Headbangers Cruise w/Lamb Of God Nov 3rd - Headbangers Cruise w/Lamb Of God Nov 4th - Headbangers Cruise w/Lamb Of God ALL STAND UP LINKS CAN BE FOUND HERE: https://thejoshpotter.com ★★★ Josh Potter

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Cummings and goings at the campBy LiminallySpaced. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.After what felt like an endless ride, we finally made it to our destination. The campsite was remote, but had easy access to a big, beautiful lake. Our group occupied two sections of a fairly sparsely-populated camping area. Down the path past the office and the general store, around a couple turns past the public bathrooms, we stopped and unloaded. Our youth pastor gave us a rundown of the amenities we could expect, and seemed to derive a certain amount of glee from how short the list was. Her husband just laughed and assured us it wasn't going to be nearly as bad as we thought.Our youth pastor Ginny and her husband Todd always came alive when we did outdoorsy stuff. There was always a certain extra pep in their step, as though there was a certain amount of freedom in getting so far away from society for a few days. Normally they were polite and proper as could be, but I couldn't help but notice that once we hit the woods their extremely chaste exterior cracked ever so slightly with an increase of winks, pinches, and the occasional clandestine ass smack.They were an attractive couple, and it was difficult not to notice that for Ginny especially, her change in attire, from conservative blouses and floor-length skirts to partially unbuttoned over shirts and leg-baring short shorts, seemed to signal some relief; an exhale of expression. Normally completely hidden from view, I could tell she was hiding nice breasts under her usual attire, and her legs were long and smooth.Watching her give her husband a smile and a swat on the behind as she passed by, I couldn't help but wonder what it looked like when they fucked. Ginny had been one of my early crushes, and I had always been extremely jealous of her husband. But now, I had learned multiple times over that a demure, church-going exterior was very possibly just a cover for a voracious sexual appetite, and I was dying to know if the same was true for Ginny. What her favorite position was. How nasty they got behind closed doors. What she sounded like when she orgasmed. Did she like sucking his dick? Did they roleplay? Did he like to cum on her face?Christine and I passed each other a few times while we unloaded the vans and began setting up the site, but few words were said. I found a shady spot at the edge of the tree line to stake my tent, and I couldn't help but notice that Christine chose hers about as far to the other side of the site as you could get. She was sharing the tent with a younger girl, which meant that even under the best of circumstances there'd be no hanky panky at her place.I, on the other hand, had a tent all to myself. The younger kid I was supposed to share with backed out at the last minute, and so, with an even number of tents for an odd number of people, I lucked out."Hey, Tim," I heard a voice call from behind me, and turned to see Rachel walking over with Devon. She smiled and waved, and approached with no hesitation. We used to converse fairly regularly, especially online, but ever since prom night we hadn't said much to each other. "How's it going?" Her casual tone seemed to be trying to ignore any awkwardness we might have had between us."Hey Rachel," I said as cordially as possible. I couldn't quite muster excitement, but produced enough forced enthusiasm as to not be rude. "It's good to see you!"It honestly wasn't a lie. Before the awkwardness I really did enjoy talking and hanging out with Rachel, and I had been crazy for those massive breasts of hers as soon as my burgeoning libido developed.And boy did she look good today. A totally different body type than Christine, she was generously thick in all the right places. Places that were testing the limits of what her clothing could handle. She wore straight-cut jeans that didn't accent features, but hung off her curvy hips in a way that was impossible to hide what was inside them. A thin button down blouse hung open off her shoulders, tied up beneath her bust, showing some stomach, and giving me a great look at the shirt she wore underneath; a shirt that stopped me in my tracks when I clocked it.Tightly hugging her midsection, and wrapped like a second skin around those glorious globes of hers was a green, spaghetti-strapped tank top; the same tank top she wore, hard-nippled and braless, in the pictures she sent the night she asked me to the prom. This couldn't be a coincidence, could it?"This is Devon," she said. He put his hand out and I shook it, and we made pleasant small talk, but I couldn't hope to tell you what either of us said, as my mind was totally on that green shirt doing its best to contain Rachel's tits."Where are you guys set up?" I finally said, coming back to earth."Well obviously we won't be staying in the same tent," she said with a playful chuckle that jiggled her breasts delightfully, "Devon's staying with Peter over that way," she said, pointing across the camp, "and I'm set up right over here." she turned and pointed back behind her.I followed her pointing fingers, the same fingers that had been wrapped around my cock only months ago, and once again felt like she was playing a trick on me. Maybe I shouldn't have read into it too much, like how many tents do people really own, but adding in the green shirt, I found it very significant that the tent she pointed to was the very tent she and I had spent our prom night encounter in."It's a pretty rad tent," Devon started, "really well made, and has a nice comfortable flooring on the inside.""Yeah I know," I said without thinking, "my, friend has one just like it."I looked at Rachel. She looked away, but I swear I saw the pale skin around her chest flush a knowing pink.Devon was then called away to help move something over by his tent, leaving me alone with Rachel."I'm surprised to see you here; I thought you hated camping?" I said as I went back to setting up."Well, you guys always made it sound so fun, and this being the last chance and all,” She trailed off slightly."Devon seems nice," I said, changing the subject, but definitely still probing, "are you guys going out?""I don't know what I'd call it," she said, idly fidgeting with the tie of her shirt, "but yeah, he is nice." There was a slight pause before she added "maybe a little Too nice."I chuckled. "How are the back rubs?" My gaze examined her for a reply"This is a nice spot you got here," she said, changing the subject, "very, secluded.""Yeah, it is," I responded, "and it's just me.""Just you?" she said, her interest piqued."Yeah, lucked out.""I'll say."There was an awkward pause. I tried to think of something else to say, something smart, something adult, something that would maybe get down to the bottom of what was going on here, but I couldn't focus. Couldn't stop thinking about those tits pressing out from behind that tight, green shirt.A wave from Devon caught her attention, and she used it as an excuse to bail from our awkward silence. She made a cordial exit, but then turned back for a moment with a question. "I think a bunch of us are going swimming later, are you going to go?" She asked in a tone no less awkward than the pause that preceded it."Yeah, probably, if I have all my stuff set up." The truth was, I wasn't that interested in swimming with a bunch of younger kids, I was focused on Christine, and figuring out what was going on with us. At least I had been, before Rachel's tits entered the equation."Maybe I'll see you down there."She bounced off, leaving me with a view from behind that was no less alluring than the one from the front. What a body. I knew this "good Christian girl" was as horny as anyone else at her age, and I wondered how much of that body Devon had gotten to enjoy. I wondered if she had jerked him off, or maybe even sucked his dick; if he had felt her slick, wet cunt, or maybe even tasted it; if he had gotten to fuck her two massive tits; if he had cum on them; if she thought it was gross.My cock twitched hard.Shaking the thoughts from my head, I scanned the camp, looking for Christine, but she was nowhere to be found. Disappointed, I went back to setting up my tent.Lunchtime came, and we all gathered around as Ginny, her husband, and the other couple of adult chaperones cooked up burgers and hot dogs, and other campsite favorites. There was no skimping, and the food was great, supplied by the parents who were no doubt happy to schlep their kids off to the middle of the woods for a couple of days.We lined up to get our food, and I ended up a few people behind Christine. We still hadn't talked at all, and I was hoping to use lunchtime to break the ice. I just needed to figure out what I was going to say. I watched her as she left the line, and rejoiced a little internally when she chose a place to sit that had open space around her.I quickly grabbed some food and followed after her. I hadn't been nervous around Christine hardly ever, but my stomach was in my throat as I crossed the distance toward her. Her head was down, so she didn't seem coming, but when she looked up at me with those big brown eyes and a lock of her long hair fell across her angelic face, she stopped me right in my tracks."Do you uh,” I stammered, taken aback by her beauty, “ do you mind if I join you?"She took a moment. I don't know if she was as nervous as I was, but finally she responded with "it's a free country."I sat, and we sat there both in silence. She shifted her potato salad around with her fork, idly, and I wracked my brain for something smart to say."Listen, I wanted to; " but before I could go any further, Rachel's bright, peppy voice came at me loudly from the side."Hey guys!" She and Devon came strolling over with full plates, and both plopped down in front of us on nearby chairs. "Not so hungry today, huh, Tim?" Rachel said with a chuckle, pointing toward my plate. Looking down, it was only then that I realized all I had grabbed from the lunch buffet was a hot dog roll and a fork."Don't wanna swim on a full stomach!" I joked back.After a polite chuckle, Rachel introduced Christine to Devon, and the four of us began chatting about fairly mundane, late teenage stuff; colleges, summer jobs, graduation. As conversations tend to do, Rachel and Christine began to pair off, leaving me to talk with Devon. He was a good guy with a dry sense of humor, and I honestly felt that if we had more time to spend together, we would be friends. He seemed a bit uncomfortable, but it was in a way I could sympathize with. It was the discomfort of being the only new person in the group, and it was the same feeling I had when I went to Rachel's prom. I wondered if she made a habit of bringing guys to events they were guaranteed to feel awkward at.I was happy to be his lifeline and make the trip easier, but truth be told I never expected to see him again after this weekend."Did you ask Tim? He's an artist, right Tim?" Rachel's voice snapped me back to whatever it was she and Christine were talking about."Huh?" I said, having no idea what Rachel was getting at."Christine was just saying she was having trouble picking out colors for her dorm room, and I thought she should ask you; you're a painter, right?"My stomach dropped and I started to feel my cheeks flush a bit. Staring back at Rachel, her expression gave no indication that she was toying with me, but there was no other possible way for me to interpret that. When Tara and I had run into Rachel at the cafe, Tara's quip about me painting her was dripping with entendre that I was sure none of us had missed, and Rachel's flirty follow up online shortly after confirmed it. But now, had she forgotten? Or was she just playing a game with me?My mouth moved, but couldn't come up with a response. Luckily at that moment I was saved by the announcement that we'd be heading down to the lake to go swimming shortly, setting off a clean up of all the lunch stuffs. Christine popped up quite quickly, and I lamented watching her leave, but then I turned my eyes back to Rachel, once again searching for what her angle was, and once again finding nothing.Devon and she began to get up, and as she turned away I could have sworn I saw her hard nipples pushing through her tight green shirt.It was nice to take a dip in the lake. It was going to be a hot weekend, and the cool water felt refreshing and helped clear my head. I waded around and played games with the other kids, managing to keep my thoughts off the two women currently fighting for real estate in my mind.One of these women was currently making it very difficult. Rachel and Devon had entered into a diving contest with one of the younger kids, which meant that every couple minutes or so I got to watch Rachel's fairly modest one-piece swimsuit do its best to contain her bouncing breasts as she made her dive approach. This was followed shortly after by her pulling herself up out of the water, back on to the dock, sending water cascading down her long hair and ramping in spurts and sprays off her considerable backside.It might just have been this wild conspiracy my mind was brewing, but I thought it quite a coincidence that she always made sure to pull herself up on the same side, in full view of me, should I want to look.More than once out of the corner of my eye I caught Ginny and Todd horsing around in a way I didn't expect from a youth minister and her husband. Maybe I was more attuned to it now that my sexual antennae were constantly at full mast, but I could swear they were flirting with each other. I couldn't blame them, especially Todd. He was a handsome guy, but not a supermodel by any means, and he had managed to land himself a gorgeous, playful wife. The way she bit her lip at him when she smiled told me what was on her mind, even if her words were about something else entirely.Taking a break, I sat in a nearby beach chair, and tried not to stare when Ginny dove into the water. She too wore a one piece bathing suit underneath khaki shorts that left her long, umber legs on full display. I tried not to stare, but couldn't help grabbing a glimpse from time to time, and more than once I caught Dean, one of the other chaperones, doing the same when his wife wasn't looking.Trying to focus on something more wholesome, my plans were dashed when Christine made her way down from the campsite. Long, smooth legs ascending up into deep blue bikini bottoms were the first thing I saw, followed by the thin, flowing button down she wore semi-buttoned on top of the matching bikini top that hugged her small breasts.I made a move to engage her as she made her way down, but she blew right past me and headed to the edge of the dock. The light caught her perfectly as she removed her overshirt, casting her tight body into gauzy shadow as it diffused through the thin fabric.That body. Jesus, I missed it. I missed seeing her ass rise up in a lewd heart shape behind her head as she leaned in to suck my cock. I missed feeling her hard nipples press into me when we kissed. I missed the way she writhed and shook when she orgasmed. I missed seeing her deep collarbones, and that sweet dip where they meet the neck, draped with my cum.I shifted in my seat as my cock surged with the thought, and I watched as Christine dove into the water and swam out to the floating dock; the furthest point away from me she could get."Everything ok with you two?" I heard a voice say from beside me. I was so caught up in Christine that I didn't even notice that Ginny had pulled herself up out of the lake and made her way over to the seat beside me."Yeah, it's fine," I lied with a weak smile."Well it's just that you guys are usually thick as thieves, but things seem kinda chilly so far this weekend." She watched me for a reaction, trying to read me. I was doing my best to give her nothing to grasp on to."It's nothing. College, stress,” I said, grasping, "it manifests itself in weird ways, you know?""Um Hmm" she responded, clearly humoring my attempt. "You know, it reminds me of a story," She began, a faraway smile pulling at her lips."Old Testament or New?" I joked."No, no, not that kind of story" She chuckled. "Back when I was your age, I had a, friend." Her pause was deliciously implicit coming from someone like her. "Things got chilly between us too, and my mom gave me some good advice; she said 'Gin, it's really easy to break someone's heart, if you don't know you're holding it."I suddenly felt something pull at the back of my throat, choking me up slightly."Not that that's relevant here," Ginny said, respecting my cover story, "I just thought it was good advice."She tapped my thigh lightly with her fist, and then got up to leave."What was his name?" I finally managed to get out. She stopped and turned back toward me."Todd."She smiled a knowing smile, and headed off, leaving me with her wisdom.That night, after an uneventful, yet delicious dinner, followed by some scary stories around the campfire that all seemed to have a rather biblical moral point at their center, we piled into our tents to sleep. But all I did was toss and turn.

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Tim visits ChristineBy LiminallySpaced. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.We settled in the spacious living room, and as we made awkward small talk on the couch it became clear that neither of us really knew how this was going to go. This wasn't a clandestine meeting in a car or a changing room, this was alone, full privacy, in her house.Attempting to break this odd, new ice, I leaned in to kiss her. It was a futile attempt as she quickly and politely popped up and made her way to the tv to grab the remote control."You wanna put on a movie or something?" She said nervously, fidgeting with the controls. I could tell something was wrong. Or at least unsure."Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, honestly wanting to know what was irking my friend."Oh, God, I knew it, I knew I was going to mess this up," she said, pacing back and forth, finally coming to rest back on the couch, turned towards me. "This is just, I'm just nervous.""About what?""About, this."I chuckled a bit at the thought. "Christine, it's not like we've never, ""I know," she said, cutting me off, "but it's, different." She took a moment to collect her thoughts before continuing. "It's just that we're here, in my house, no interruptions, comfortable, I'm just worried that maybe we're going to get Too comfortable, and we won't be able to stop ourselves."Ah, there it was."Is that why you're dressed like you're going on a ski trip?" I joked. She nodded with an embarrassed smile. "Is that what happened with Eric?" I said, a bit more seriously.She nodded again."We were here, on this couch, together, alone, kissing, and then we were naked." The image was vivid in my head as my cock strained against my pants. "And I could feel him against me, and I was so, wet,” my cock twitched again. It always twitched when this good Christian girl got descriptive in her naughtiness. “ and we thought it was what we both wanted, and then I felt him pushing into me, I felt him inside me," she paused a moment as she rolled up to the true confession of the story, "and I felt awful, because it felt so good."I took her hand in mine. This was a real crisis for her, and one I definitely was not going to take lightly, despite the raging rod of hormones in my pants."You don't need to be ashamed, Christine," I said, trying to comfort her, "it's the most natural thing in the world, but I also understand where you're coming from. And that's why you don't have to worry about us tonight." She looked up at me, almost teary-eyed. "We have our rules in place for a reason, and I'm not going to let either of us break them."She smiled at me, and pulled me in for a deep kiss. It was a good kiss, but when I felt her hand slide toward my crotch I stopped her."But," I said, pulling away from that great kiss, "I'm also not going to let you feel ashamed of your body and for wanting to experience pleasure, so I want to try something different tonight, ok?" Christine gave me a suspicious look. "It won't break any of our rules, I promise. You just need to trust me. Do you trust me?"She took a moment to think, and then slowly nodded her head. I believed her."Ok good," I said, standing up, holding out my hand, "now let's go to your bedroom; I want you to be as comfortable as possible for this."Reluctantly, she took my hand and led me to her bedroom.Christine's bedroom was the bedroom of a late-teenage girl who was excited about life. There were posters, books, charms and trinkets, but it was all very neat, all very clean. In the middle of the room was a large double bed, impeccably made, and a comfy-looking lounge chair next to a nearby end table.I thought about that bed as I led her to sit on the edge. I wanted to share it with her. I wanted to be wrapped up in the sheets, deep inside her, but no, that wouldn't be happening. Not tonight.We have rules.I stepped up to her and leaned down to kiss her again, my hands running up her neck and into her long hair. She moaned, and I felt her hand begin to idly stroke the bulge in my pants. I let her do it; I wanted her turned up to 11 for this.We kissed deeply, passionately, and her groping became more insistent. I could tell her hips were squirming around beneath her. She was extremely turned on. That's when I pulled away.Leaving her momentarily breathless, I walked over to the lounge chair, and sat down. Christine smiled as she stood up, moving to join me, no doubt anticipating that I might want a blow job, but I put my hand up, stopping her."I don't want you to be ashamed of yourself, or afraid of your body," I said, as she looked on confused but aroused, "so we're not allowed to touch each other tonight. That's the new rule.""What?""We're only allowed to touch ourselves, ok?""Tim, I don't know, I've never, ""I know, and that's the point. I want you to be selfish. To explore.""What about you?""I'll be here to guide you and encourage you, while I enjoy the show. ok?"Her eyes flicked down to the hardness in my pants. She nodded with a smirk.I got up, clicked off the bedroom light, leaving only the dull mood lighting of nearby lamps to illuminate the scene. I took my seat in the lounge chair again."I want you to take off your pants. And then your shirt."Christine nodded, and slowly began to unbutton her jeans. Her hips shimmied deliciously as she peeled them down her long legs, revealing white, high-cut panties clinging tight to her womanly lips and the cheeks of her ass.Kicking her pants across the floor she paused momentarily, then reached down to the hem of her sweatshirt. Crossing her arms and gripping the edge of the garment, she raised her arms up, slowly revealing to me first the smooth skin of her flat stomach, and then the matching white, demi cup bra. Arms stretched up over head she pulled the sweatshirt completely off, and tossed it on the floor with her jeans.I took in the sight before me, and my hand mindlessly dropped to the straining bulge in my pants and squeezed. Christine never took her eyes off of it."Please, let me touch you," she said, eyes locked on my bulge.I just shook my head and smiled. "Now the bra, and then the panties."Now it was her turn to shake her head. I thought for a moment I had pushed things too far, until she followed up with "your clothes first."I smiled again, and stood up. There was barely three feet between us, yet the tension made it feel like we were miles away.I pulled off my shirt and slid down my shorts, and in a show of solidarity, I then peeled off my underwear as well, freeing my hard, thick cock to the night air."Is this ok?" I asked, before moving things forward again.She nodded.Then, in a moment I will never be able to delete from my mind, Christine, the pastor's daughter, my friend from church, reached up, unclipped her bra, and let the cups fall away from her chest. Her small, modest breasts created a lovely swell off the flat of her chest, and her nipples stood out so hard that it seemed like they were reaching out to me. What a sight. They were as beautiful as I had imagined, if not more so. Not nearly enough to slide my cock between, but plenty still to grab and squeeze, with nipples perfect for sucking.But not tonight. Tonight we had rules.Christine wasn't done; her hands slid to the band of her panties, and drew them down off her hips, revealing to me a perfect, tight cunt with a perfectly groomed triangle of hair practically pointing like an arrow to her clit. A clit I desperately wanted to lick and suck. A cunt I wanted to feel squeeze tight around me.But not tonight. Tonight we had rules.My cock bobbed in a surge of arousal as we both drank in the sights of our nude bodies on display for each other. "Wow,” was all I could muster up to say in the moment, eliciting a bashful smile from Christine."Now," I said, sitting back down in the chair, "I'm going to stay right here, and I want you to go lie down in your bed. Make yourself comfortable."After a moment, she turned to move toward the bed, and I got my first glorious view of her perfect naked ass as she climbed in.Comfortable on her back, one knee kicked up slightly, she looked back toward me. Toward my hard cock.I reached down with one hand and gently and languidly began stroking myself. Her eyes never left it. Her legs began to fidget and squeeze with obvious arousal."Does it turn you on to watch me touch myself?" I said, taking in how entranced she was."Yes," she said almost breathlessly."What are you thinking about as you watch me?""How much I want to feel it, taste it, ""Is it making you wet?"She nodded in the affirmative, her legs shifting and squeezing quite a bit now."Prove it," I said quietly so as not to break the mood.She was confused. "What? How?""Reach down with your hand. Feel with your fingers how wet you are. I want to see it on your fingers."Hesitantly, and still never letting her eyes leave the stroking hand on my cock, she slipped her fingers between her legs. Her eyes finally closed and a sigh escaped her mouth as she dipped into the wetness.Eyes opening ever so slightly, she retrieved her hand and held it up to me. Sure enough her fingers glimmered in the low lamplight, and a thin string of sticky fluid arched between them.This girl was drenched."Good," I said with a smile, "now I want you to close your eyes, and touch your body all over.""How?" She said back. It was a strange question, but given the situation, and her lack of self-love experience, I guess it wasn't that strange."Touch yourself, like you'd want someone else to touch you. Close your eyes, forget I'm here, and explore yourself like a lover."She smiled as she closed her eyes. Her hard nipples rose and fell heavily now. She was in.She started with her face. Her fingers danced over her cheekbones, dipping between her lips before they moved down the length of her neck.She dripped over her prominent collarbone, but hesitated when she reached the flat of her chest. Her breathing got more labored as she stroked back and forth, nervously. I knew instantly she wasn't teasing herself, she was nervous to touch her own breasts for the purpose of pleasure, timid about triggering those hard, pink nipples of hers. Apprehensive to send joyous spikes through her body."It's ok," I said, trying to encourage her, "make yourself feel good."Her eyes were squeezed shut in that adorable grimace she had when she was focusing on sex. Her hands swirled around the flat of her chest one more time, and then bypassed her tits completely, sliding down to her stomach, and then over her hips and thighs.She wasn't there quite yet, but I knew that with enough motivation, there would be nowhere else she would want to go."What are you thinking about?" I said, stroking my own rigid arousal lazily as I watched Christine timidly feel around her body."I don't know," she said with a nervous smile, "what SHOULD I be thinking about?""Think about things that turn you on, that get you wet, maybe something you've done in the past, maybe something you'd like to do in the future, "Christine exhaled lustily as an image clearly entered her mind."Tell me." I urged, "tell me what you're thinking about.""I'm thinking about,” she began, fighting through her own shyness, “ I'm thinking about, ""Yes?""I'm thinking about, the first time I had, the first time I had Eric in my mouth." Her body began to squirm more. Whether she knew it or not, she was teasing herself pretty good by skipping over her erogenous zones."Had Eric's what in your mouth, Christine?" I said, trying to direct her toward the freeing path, "His cock?"That shy smile returned and she nodded her head.

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Stephanie wants answersBy LiminallySpaced. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.As the get together wound down, I hung back and helped clean up. Denny attempted to do the same, but was finally hustled out of the house by Roberto, who needed a ride home. It was Just Christine and I now, and as we finished tidying up, we sat alone by the shallow end of the pool as the sun got low in the sky."They're a nice group of kids," I said, kicking my feet in the water, "that Denny guy really has the hots for you, huh?"She smiled an embarrassed smile and swiped her long hair back behind her ear."He's harmless. He has the hots for everyone. He and Talia dated for a hot second, but I think she might have been too much bite for his bark.""Yeah, she's something else," I said with a chuckle, "really nice, she cornered me over by the pizza and wouldn't let me leave till we exchanged screen names."Christine laughed, but there was a hesitation to her laugh; a reticence. Had that cold pang of jealousy possibly hit her deep inside like it had me?"So what's going on, Tim, you clearly have something on your mind," she said with a kind timber to her smoky voice."I did, I do. It's, Stephanie.""The girl from the limo?" she said, shifting her hips as one long leg dangled down in the water. Christine knew Stephanie as my prom date. As "the girl from the limo" ;  the girl she saw passionately sucking my cock that night."Yeah," I said.I swear I saw her lightly lick her lips.From there, I just vented fully. I told her everything. The whole story, from the first time I heard Stephanie's orgasmic moans to the night in the limo, to my fracture with Tara, to the first time we had sex, all the way through to the events of last night, Christine listened to it all closely and intently."I'm sorry, that was, a lot," I said timidly once I finished."No, no, don't apologize," she said as she scooted herself closer to me. She placed her hand on my hand. "This is all really emotionally complex, I totally get how much it's been weighing on you. It sounds to me like you were willing to let Stephanie play some games with you, maybe you even enjoyed it, but once she started affecting other people you cared about it became too much, which is all totally understandable." I felt the soft waves made by her dangling leg against my calf. "It sounds to me like she's a very self conscious person, Tim; she wants to protect herself from getting hurt, but she took it too far. I've always thought honesty was the best option. You need to tell Stephanie how you feel, because right now it's up to her to make it right.""Yeah, I don't know, I'm not really interested in talking to her right now." I said, feeling Christine's thumb stroking the back of my hand."When you're ready, of course. Just try not to live with regret, whatever you do.""Thanks, Christine, you're a great friend," I said, pulling her hand up to my mouth to kiss it."My pleasure. You've listened to my struggles enough times, I'm happy to listen to yours for once."Her struggles. I suddenly remembered her struggles. That internal conflict between the godly and the carnal that caused her to break up with her boyfriend in an attempt to stay pure, and led her to the front seat of my car, a spasming cunt, and a mouthful of my cock."And how is 'your struggle,'" I floated.I felt her wading foot brushing my leg as it glided back and forth in the water."I'm, losing," she said, looking up at me with an unmistakable look in her eyes: lust. "But I think I've found a new approach."This time there was no missing her tongue sneaking out to moisten her lips. Her loose button down had fallen off one shoulder, giving me a tantalizing peak at her bikini top."I have desires, needs," she began as she started to run her hand up and down my forearm very suggestively, "I know I can't deny them, but I think I can at least deal with them responsibly, if I have someone responsible who can help me."My cock surged to life."Are you a responsible person, Tim?" she said as her eyes bore a hole through me. My friend, the pastor's daughter, the churchiest girl I knew, was asking me something very, very sinful. And it was hot as fuck."Extremely." I croaked out."There are just certain, rules, we have to abide by, ok?" She said, her breath getting slightly ragged."Ok, Like what kind of rules?" I said, pulse quickening."We can't have sex, in fact I can't let you touch my body at all,” she said, dropping her head. My enthusiasm dropped. I wanted nothing but to run my hands all over her gorgeous body, feel how wet she undoubtedly was.Her eyes slowly lifted to meet mine as she finished her statement.“ but everything from the neck up is fair game."My eyebrows shot up as quickly as my cock."Does that work for you? Are you willing to help me get through the summer?" she said, running her hands over my arm faster, practically jerking it off."Why me?" I asked dumbly. She was my friend, I knew how difficult this all had been for her, and I didn't want my cock to do the thinking for me here."Because I trust you," she said in that smoky, erotic voice of hers, "I know you won't cross any line I don't want to cross. I know you'll be, respectful." That last line had enough syrup on it for a whole stack of pancakes."The neck up is fair game?" I said, hardly believing the offer in front of me. All thoughts of Stephanie were gone from my head as I took in the sight of this wanton, lusty church girl dying for release.Her small bosom rose and fell heavily as she looked me in the eyes and slowly nodded.I decided to put things to the test. My eyes never leaving hers, I slowly reached over with my free hand and softly caressed the curve of her face. Her eyes shut. She exhaled a heavy sigh.I gently ran my thumb over her glistening lips, feeling how soft they were. I felt Christine shake as a chill ran through her. I circled them slowly, as if asking a question.Christine's eyes opened slowly. She looked at me, and as if answering that question, parted her lips and took my entire thumb into her wet mouth with a low moan.Now it was my turn to shudder as a chill ran through my body.Christine's hands slid up and held my wrist steady as she worked my thumb in and out of her mouth slowly. Eyes closed as if in rapture, she lolled my thumb around in her mouth, teasing me with her tongue, savoring every inch that she dragged her lips along.My pulse was racing, my breath was shallow, and my cock was rock hard, desperately fighting to get out of my swim trunks.The light of the low sun behind her framed her in a golden glow, her lovely hair bouncing ever so slightly in the warm summer breeze. Her exposed shoulder rocked forward as she sucked, daring me to touch her perfect skin. Her rigid nipples protruded sharply against the fabric of her bathing suit.Looking at this wanton beauty in front of me, this creature of goodness, haunted by repressed lust, I had had enough. I didn't want to take advantage, but she had rationalized it enough in her own head. This is what she wanted. And she wanted me, trusted me, to be the one to help her.How could I ever refuse?My thumb slipped out of her wet mouth with a slight slurp, I reached my fingers back along her face to the back of her neck, and pulled her gently, but firmly, into a hot kiss.A sigh of relief leapt out of her body excitedly as our lips touched, and almost instantly I felt the warm wriggle of her tongue plunge into my mouth. It was neeful. It was aggressive.I felt her hand grip the inside of my thigh. I groaned in pleasure, and my hand slipped down onto the flat of her upper chest.Christine immediately pulled away from our kiss."I'm serious, Tim, really, neck up only." She said assertively, but not angrily."I'm sorry, it was an accident, really," I stammered. She understood my dilemma. This was new to both of us, and there was going to be a bit of an adjustment period. "But I mean, at the same time,” I said, gesturing down to her hand gripping my inner thigh mere inches below my balls.She smiled a coy, sexy smile, and leaned in close enough to whisper "The rules are You can't touch Me below the neck." I felt her hand start to slide up my thigh. "Is that going to be ok with you?"My cock surged at the double standard. The church had taught her well.I slowly slipped my hand up the back of her neck, and lightly grasped a hand full of her long, brown hair right at the root."So this is ok?" I said, pulling slightly.Christine's mouth hung open as she gasped."Yes," she said through ragged breath, "very ok."I matched her smile with my own and pulled her back in for another kiss.Our tongues sparred breathlessly again, and her hand slipped closer to my balls.Gripping her hair tighter, I tipped her head back, revealing her long, elegant neck. A devilish smile broke out on her lips with an accompanying gasp.I leaned in and began peppering my lips and tongue all over the soft exposed flesh of her neck. From the hollow above her collar bone up to the tip of her chin, I treated her entire neck the same way I treated Stephanie's cunt, and by the sounds Christine was making, it was having a similar effect.Her hand finally gripped my balls through my trunks. She squeezed. I moaned. I felt her throat shuffle beneath my lips as she swallowed some air in near rapture.Suddenly Christine pushed me back, and in a flash she was on top of me. Straddling my hips, our lips met again, but this time there was a new sensation: pressed tight against my cock, gyrating, grinding, was Christine's hot cunt, covered only by the thin material of bathing suit bottoms and short shorts.My hands still tight in her hair, I tipped her head back again, redoubling my efforts on her neck with my lips and tongue as the preacher's daughter rubbed her cunt against my iron-hard cock. I could tell from the way her hands gripped and grabbed at me that pleasure was shooting through her young body.This was going to be tougher than she thought to play by her rules, I think. This girl clearly wanted to fuck.As if she read my mind, Christine all of a sudden rolled herself off of me, and each sucked in air catching our breath. We chuckled at what was transpiring between us, two friends from church, and I watched as Christine ran a cleansing hand around her face, down her neck, over her breasts, across her flat stomach, and down between her legs before quickly pulling away. It made me a little bit sad to see how quickly she removed her hand from between her legs. Christine was clearly a very sexual girl, but her upbringing and religion made her push that part of her so far down. I wondered if she had ever even masturbated before.Wanting nothing more than to make her feel good now, I leaned back in toward her, but her hand on my chest stopped my advancement. She gently pushed me back to my seated position, legs dangling in the water.Dipping in to kiss me once, that devilish smile returned to the church girl's face, and in one smooth motion she slipped her lithe body into the water of the pool.Being in the shallow end, the water barely came up to the crotch of her pants. As she waded her way over to me, the waves lapped at her ass deliciously.There was a fire in her eyes now of pure want. Running her hands impatiently up my thighs, she grasped onto the waistband of my swim trunks and began to pull. Not wanting to stand in the way of what this girl needed, I lifted my hips and shimmied slightly as Christine removed my pants completely, freeing my hard, straining cock to the warm evening air.Never taking my eyes off my proud, erect cock, Christine pushed my legs apart, and sank to her knees between them. A single step ran along the bottom edge of the pool, and when on her knees, this brought the warm, lapping water right up to the bottom of her small breasts, and put her in perfect cocksucking position.But there was something else as well. Before she even touched me, Christine's eyes closed breathlessly, and a pleasurable grin pulled at her lips. Her hands rubbed up and down my bare thighs, and I watched her shift and gyrate as if searching for the perfect position. When her eyes shot open with a gasp and I felt her nails dig into my thighs I knew she had found it: Christine had positioned herself perfectly so the pulsing spray of the pool jet hit her directly on the clit.Invigorated by the new source of pleasure, her hands closed in on me from either side, and I finally felt Christine's fingers wrap around the length of my dick.Now it was my turn to moan.Her hands played with me gently, stroking my shaft, squeezing my big, full balls, all while the pool jets peppered her cunt with a constant stream of pressurized water. She giggled, she smiled. She shook with small euphoric shocks.My cock still in her hands, she leaned up and kissed me on the lips. Almost like a signal that things were about to really heat up, she pulled away from our kiss, licked her lips wet, dropped her head down and took the tip of my cock into her salivating mouth.I gasped loudly.Holding my shaft and balls firmly, not stroking, not squeezing, Christine suckled at the head of my cock with delight. Pressure built in my tip, flaring it out purple and desperate. Her lips and tongue danced around it like she was desperately trying to save a melting ice cream.The entire universe was in the swollen end of my cock, and Christine made a meal out of it. Wet tongue sliding in circles around it, teasing the underside, closed lips sucking in short bursts like I was her own personal lollipop; it felt amazing.I was squirming with each suckle, with each lash of her tongue, and the building pressure made my tip extremely sensitive. It wasn't going to make me cum, but it was an overwhelming sensation of acute pleasure I had never quite experienced before.

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The After Party Merch store is now open! Check out afterpartyinc.com. Krystal steps into the After Party party and tells us about her double life! (She's a barber and bartender) plus she shares some party stories from back in the day, the first time she got cheated on and how she came up in the bartending world. Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty

Join the boys for a great episode where we talk about things that make us cringe. Public freak-outs? Sucking down a glizzy? The office? Come find out on another cringepisode of Direct Upgrade.

Drew is joined by his Bravo group chat girls Ilina Mitra and Clare B to discuss Season 9, Episode 7 of Summer House. The girls crack open an ice cold Loverboy and dish about Jesse's day-long sexual meltdown, swashbuckler fetishes, searching for Alix Earle in Miami, the devious and puffy Craig Conover, and Kyle handling conflict responsibly and maturely (which will obviously never happen again). XOXO, Girls Room.Julia's back next week!Follow Girls Room on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠TikTok⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Follow Drew on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.Follow Julia on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠.

The uh 'USED to be' 3rd baseman for the Red Sox who didn't seem to happy about Bregman's arrival in Boston? Well he has not been able to hit a baseball since the season started last week.. Lolol.

The Astros WIN the 1st series of 2025 vs the Mets/now welcome Giants to town; Producer T-Mil admits to losin' his phone while watching some golf at the Houston Open over the weekend lolol, AND-the old 3B for Red Sox whos job was taken by Bregman well, his name is Devers and he's starting 2025 SUCKING for Red Sox lol

In April's Energetic Forecast: Maia's Take, we're bringing you something new.  Our first two time guest, Maia Taub, is back. She's a  psychotherapist, intuitive and Soul Alignment practitioner. Maia is tapping into the energy of April to see what it has in store for you. We're keeping it short and interrupting less.  You can hear all about April in under 16 minutes so press play now. Drop a comment or DM us after to share what resonates  with you. And, if you want t a sneak peek April is all about:  Expansive airy spaciousnessLots of buzz and bee's and social gatherings Sucking the nectar out of life A warning to only say “Yes”  to the social events that resonate with you Tarot Card is pulled  it's the Fools: which symbolises new beginning, fresh starts, and taking a leap The number 4: 4th month of the year, a solid 4, symbolizing  stability and building a strong foundation Marigolds: stay open to the messages your passed loved ones are trying to send youChakras speaking for April:  sacral and solar plexus are all about integrating creativity, sexuality, sensuality and use them as a form of expression in the world. If you want to learn more about Maia you can check out her interview here Soul Alignment with Maia Taub And check out her website MaiaTaub.comShare this episode with your friends and family who love to laugh. Subscribe to Talking Smack 415 and leave us a rating and review so more peeps can find us for laughter and friendship to feed your soul!

Michelle is a local lass who's ticked off at her hubby something awful! Can Click and Clack calm Michelle down enough to catch the guy a break?! There isn't a letter 'R' in the vicinity of this episode of the Best of Cah Tahk!Get access to hundreds of episodes in the Car Talk archive when you sign up for Car Talk+ at plus.npr.org/cartalkLearn more about sponsor message choices: podcastchoices.com/adchoicesNPR Privacy Policy

Boys will be boys! West Wilson and Jesse Soloman chat with co-host Emily Orozco about this season of "Summer House." From toe sucking to relationship drama, the boys spill it all in this bonus episode!!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Hot on the heels of this week's Summer House, Dylan is in the studio with West and Jesse to break down an episode that they'd rather not get into. The guys talk about what they've learned since last season, and getting used to navigating life on such a public platform. From there, they get into some specifics of the season, including West's complicated dynamic with Ciara. Turning the focus to Jesse and Lexi, they debate the seriousness of toe-sucking, and why Craig's advice about not cheating was maybe not the best. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

A blocked vacuum cleaner led to a billion-dollar idea for British inventor Sir James Dyson. After studying art, then reinventing the wheelbarrow, Dyson struck gold with his iconic bagless vacuum, but only after years of effort.BBC business editor Simon Jack and journalist Zing Tsjeng take us back to the entrepreneur's youth in post-War Norfolk and discover a childhood marked by tragedy. From his years as a jobless inventor, frustrated by existing technology, Dyson's story is one of innovation, ambition and risk, with legal battles once leaving him on the verge of bankruptcy. But the engineer's determination and obsession with perfection paid off, with his company now worth billions. The Dyson name has become synonymous not only with vacuum cleaners, but also fans, heaters, hand dryers and hairdryers. He's even started his own engineering university. Simon and Zing look back at Dyson's success story and find out how he made his fortune, before deciding if they think he's good, bad, or just another billionaire.Good Bad Billionaire is the podcast exploring the lives of the super-rich and famous, tracking their wealth, philanthropy, business ethics and success. There are leaders who made their money in Silicon Valley, on Wall Street and in high street fashion. From iconic celebrities and CEOs to titans of technology, the podcast unravels tales of fortune, power, economics, ambition and moral responsibility, before inviting you to make up your own mind: are they good, bad or just another billionaire?

"Outrageous!"-"Ridiculous!"-"Offensive!"-"Fabulous!"Well, enough about me. Let's talk about SLEEPWALKERS!Join me, Patrick Walsh, and my guest, everyone's favorite New York City-based undead horror host Unkle Spooky on a deranged deep dive into the delicious chaos that is STEPHEN KING'S SLEEPWALKERS, a film as taboo and flawed as it is wildly entertaining.Tanya and Charles are the perfect All-American high school couple about to go on their first date. Unfortunately for Tanya, Charles and his mother are unkillable incestuous shapeshifting werecats who feed on the souls of young virgins, and Tanya is next on their menu! Will Tanya fall prey to these kinky beasts? Or is there an adorable four-legged hero somewhere who knows the one thing that can stop this monstrous duo forever? Look, I know this movie is a hot mess, but I still love it, warts and all, because hiding under all the absurdity, there's true greatness just waiting for someone to find it.And that someone is ME.SLEEPWALKERS was directed by Mick Garris, written by Stephen King and stars Mädchen Amick, Brian Krause, Alice Krige and Ron Perlman.Links referenced in this episode:univozpods.netflyingfoxtavern.comicepalace.clubUnkle SpookyThis podcast uses the following third-party services for analysis: Podtrac - https://analytics.podtrac.com/privacy-policy-gdrp

The After Party Merch store is now open! Check out afterpartyinc.com. We're back with a brand new episode from the Madhouse studios! And on this one we bring the new girl Leah on as she brings the sad vibes post break up. But she also tells us about her penthouse trip to Vegas and we break down the pros and cons of getting flown out of town! Follow us on social media @AaronScenesAfterParty Watch the full video and listen to the episode on all platforms and head over to our instagram @ AaronScenesAfterParty