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He’s told he must audition, sexually for fiancée's family. by deadeye_76, Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The Strange Will of Mr. Thurman.On Wednesday night, the day before Thanksgiving or 2010, I'd just met my fiancée's mother & sisters. The ‘audition' cover story fell apart when my bride to be, Gwen; insisted that her family level with me. The true reason for each of them planning to have sex with me was because of Mr. Thurman's will; and not because they were concerned for Gwen's future love life.“I'm sorry Mrs. Thurman. I can see you are in a tough spot. I can commiserate with you about this, but there are still dangers besides the personal issues. Can I tell you an old joke?”She looked puzzled. “Sure.”“It's one I heard a long time ago.” I sat forward. “A man was at a bar where he met a very desirable young lady. After a few drinks he leaned over and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a million dollars?' She looked at him and thought about it, but eventually said yes. He smiled and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a hundred dollars?' She looked aghast and said, ‘What do you think I am a whore?' He smiled and said, ‘We've already established that, now we're just bickering over price.'” I sat back and watched Mrs. Thurman.“So are you saying that this makes us whores?” She was not happy.“No, I'm saying this may be your deceased husband's way of proving the point that he believes that you, Sheila, and Gaby are; and that this is a dangerous thing we are doing. The final amendment is still unknown to you, right?”She looked at me carefully. “Right. We can't see it until it's time to declare that we have accomplished the first part  of the will's demands; or decide to protest it.”“This is a very dangerous thing.” I was worried about what the real goal of such a vicious man would be. Is this really what he wants? He wants them to be whores to prove that they are? Is that really a test?She came right back at me. “But what choice do we have? If we do not do this before you two are married, we don't even get a chance at the rest of his estate. I should have some of that, don't you think?”“I agree that you should get some of the estate, Mrs. Thurman. I'm sure that I would want it if I was a family member. However, I'm just not sure that I can do this. Gwen?”Gwen looked up at everyone. She had been particularly quiet sitting there. “John, I love you. I want you to be faithful to me. However, I don't know how I can say no to my family on this.”I watched her carefully. She fidgeted and wrung her hands. She was very uncomfortable… as was I. “So if we do this, what's the plan?”Mrs. Thurman looked around. “Sheila, Gaby, and I already drew straws long ago to determine the order. I am supposed to go first, then Sheila, and then Gaby. You will sleep with each of us one night for the next three.”I looked over at Sheila and Gaby. They were also fidgeting and unable to meet my eyes. “Are you two willing to do this, considering you are married?”Sheila looked up and around. She opened her mouth and hesitated. Finally, she said, “Yeah, I guess so.”Gaby stared at me until she realized I was waiting for her to answer individually. She was staring at me as she answered. “No choice.”I went over and kneeled in front of Gwen. “Gwen, you must be absolutely sure that you can handle this. Saying now that you want me to do it and having to remember this for the rest of your life are two different things. Are you going to be able to face the fact that I had sex with the rest of your family?”“I don't know. I just think that I have no choice.”I stood up. “Okay, I'll do it.”Later that night I visited the bedroom of my fiancé's mother.Thanksgiving Day, 2010.I stared at the ceiling. Shit! I had lied to Gwen about fucking her mother. She knew I went in there to fulfill the requirements of the will, but if it ever came out she would go ballistic. I couldn't take it back now and she would feel like I was hiding something if she found out after believing that nothing happened. I really was in a fix now. I would just have to deal with it and live with it the rest of my life, because I didn't want to let this beauty go. But I also had two more women to go, her sisters. This was going to be an interesting but stressful weekend.The next day was Thanksgiving. We all tried to act like it was another normal Thanksgiving gathering and dinner. The food was good, but there was an underlying current of tension in everyone. We were all jumpy because of the arrangements. We managed to get thru the day, and it was an overall joyous occasion, but as we got closer to nightfall, things got quiet. Finally, we all peeled off and went to bed. Gwen and I went to our room and discussed nothing in particular as we put on our pajamas and got ready for bed. She was trying not to discuss that I was going to go to her older sister's room. Sheila was next up in the queue. Finally, at about 10pm, Gwen turned suddenly and pulled me into a bear hug. She whispered that she loved me and then pulled back. She looked up at me and tried to smile.“I guess it's time.”I nodded. “Yeah, it is.”Gwen put her head on my chest. “Please tell me again that this will not change what we have.”I lifted her head by her chin and looked directly at her. “This will never change us. I love you and you love me and we will always be together. This will be over after this weekend.”She put her head back down. “Okay, you'd better go.”I started to pull away, but Gwen held on a little longer, then finally relaxed her grip and backed away. She looked up at me. “See you in a little while.”“Okay.” I kissed her and smiled and left the room in my pajamas.I headed for Sheila's room. I knocked lightly and she called out for me to enter. I opened the door and she was already in bed. She smiled and waved me over. I went toward the bed.She grinned. “Take off your pajamas and get in here.” I complied and she watched closely. “Um. Nice cock.” I looked up at her quickly and she grinned again. “Well, if we are going to do this, I might as well enjoy it. My husband has been neglecting his duties, so I'm ready.”I was quickly tucked under the covers with her. “We don't have to do this, you know. We could just say we did.”“Not a chance.” I felt her reach for my cock and her covers fell away, revealing nice large tits. My cock hardened. “I can't wait to have sex with a new cock. This has given me the approval I needed.” I was now fully hard based on her rubbing my dick with her warm hands and displaying those voluptuous tits. “And a nice sized one at that.” She threw the covers back and looked at my cock, standing at attention while she held it. “Um. Did I mention that I love sucking cock?” She bent over and slowly licked around the head. I lay back and moaned. She smiled up at me and rearranged herself on the bed so that she was kneeling next to me. I could see that she had a fantastic body. How could her husband neglect that night after night? Maybe she was lying or there was more going on there than she knew.Sheila continued to lick and suck on my cock, and she was definitely into it. She gave it a final slurp and started to climb up over me. I looked up at her. “Are you ready? Do you need any lube?”She grinned and rubbed my cock along her slit. “Honey, I've been thinking about this all day and I warmed up a little while waiting for you. Yeah, baby, I'm wet and ready.” With that she slowly started lowering herself onto my cock. Fuck, she was tight. “Fuck yes, a good hard cock. That's what I really needed.”I reached up and grabbed her nice c-cup tits. “Nice tits.”She grinned. “Thank you.” Then she got serious. “Now let's fuck!”Sheila started bouncing up and down on my dick like a mad woman. She thrust herself up and down, up and down, groaning and mumbling how good it was at every step. She was very good at grinding her clit against me and I knew she was going to cum soon. Unfortunately, so was I. “Sheila, I'm going to cum soon.”“Hmm… okay… oh, fuck!”“Sheila, do you want me to try to get to your ass now?”“Not a chance!” She leaned over and stared directly into my eyes while she rotated her hips, stimulating her clit against my pubic bone and hair. “I'm going to fuck you until we both cum and then I'm going to suck you hard again and then you can fuck my tight ass.”That was the final straw for me. I started thrusting and thrusting, feeling the orgasm approaching. She started moaning and I could tell she was close, too. Suddenly, she erupted into an orgasm and held still for a second, then jerked, then held still, then jerked, and did this until she completed her orgasm. I was still thrusting and finally I came, too. I held her down against my hips as I buried my dick into her hot pussy as deep as I could get it to start spurting. I spurted and spurted, filling this sexy mother of two with my cum.She finally collapsed onto my chest. “Um. That was nice. I think I'm going to like having sex with you.”I pushed her up. “This is it, Sheila. Tonight is the last time we will have sex. Period.”“Okay, okay, no need to get upset. I'm just going to leave an open invitation out there for you, that's all.”“Sorry, not going to happen. I love your sister and I'm going to marry her. She's the one for me. Once we finish here tonight, we're done.”She stared at me for a second. “Hmmm. I guess that means that baby Gwen is pretty good in the sack, too, eh?”“No comment.”She shrugged her shoulders. “No matter. I've got you for a little longer tonight, and I'm not letting you go until we are done.”I groaned and she grinned. She clambered off me and lay next to me. She snuggled up against me and waited a few minutes for us both to catch her breath. Finally she rose up on one elbow, her body still molded to mine. “Well, John. Are you ready for the next round?” She reached out and cupped my balls and soft dick. “Not yet? Well, let's see what we can do about that.” She then leaned over and started cleaning and sucking my dick. Fuck! This woman was definitely into sex! I decided to tell her that.“Oh, shit, Sheila, you can really suck cock!”She lifted her face from my crotch and grinned evilly. “Damn right!” Then she buried her face back into my balls and licked them from the bottom up. She finished by going all the way up my dick and then burying it into her mouth. Fuck! I groaned and she pulled off.“Um. I see that somebody's dick wants some of Sheila's ass. You ready stud?”I stared at her for a second. “Uh, yeah.” I was barely recovered from the first fuck and she had my dick hard and quivering again.Sheila sat up and patted me on the hip. “Get up and do this right. Get behind me and fuck my ass hard.”I was amazed at how different this woman was in and out of the bedroom. She was fucking amazing at this. I crawled up onto my knees and she turned and got on all fours with her face buried into a pillow. She turned her head to me for a second.“Fuck my pussy for a few moments to get nice and wet and then shove it in my ass. I love ass-fucking, so you shouldn't have any problems.”I crawled around behind her and stared at the voluptuous ass in front of me. Her little brown star was winking at me as she appeared to be flexing it. I moved up behind her and aimed my dick at her pussy. I eased it in. Our combined lubrication in her pussy meant that my dick was soaking wet instantly. I slowly fucked her a few times to get it ready and then pulled it out.“Yeah, baby, fuck that sexy ass.”I moved forward and pushed my dick against her asshole. “You mean this ass?”“Fuck yeah! Do it! Fuck me!”I pushed quickly and her ass opened up and my dick went all the way to the hilt in one solid thrust.“Oh, yeah, fuck me baby!” Sheila kept after me to fuck her, so I did.I pulled back and started thrusting. I would pull back kind of slow and watch as her ass clamped onto my dick and then I would quickly bury it. Each time my hips slapped up against hers and she moaned. I could feel her rubbing her pussy with one of her hands and I just started fucking her hard at that point. There was no attempt at her satisfaction now. I just pounded her and looked for my next cum. I wanted to fill her nasty ass with as much cum as I could. I fucked and fucked and she started rolling her hips a little as she played with her pussy and that pushed me to the edge. I was fucking her hard and enjoying it immensely. I was on that edge, wanting it to last forever, but also badly wanting to cum. Suddenly she shuddered in orgasm and the rhythmic squeezing of her ass put me over the top.“Oh fuck! Here it cums!” I buried myself in Sheila's tight ass and pumped a load deep into her. I pumped and pumped and was exhausted when I finished. I collapsed on top of her and pushed her flat on the bed.“Nice job, John. I think you're going to keep Gwen well satisfied.”I lay there on top of her feeling her flex her ass and the nice contour of her bubble butt. “I plan on it.”“Um. Just stay there for a minute until your dick shrinks and naturally pops out of my ass.”I lay there, feeling her under me. I started relaxing and finally my dick popped out of her ass. She giggled. “Oh, yeah. Nothing like a good pussy and ass fucking to take the edge off.”I rolled off to the side and stared at her. “Is your husband really neglecting you?”She grinned. “Yeah. I think he has a little something on the side at work, so I have a friend who comes over and makes sure I don't get too horny.” I must have been staring at her after that. “What? Don't get all high and mighty until you've been in that position. I'm a woman reaching my sexual peak and all he can do is drool over the bimbos at work.”“Okay.” What could I say to that. “I think I'll get cleaned up and go.”“Okay, lover. I'll be sure to tell Gwen how good you were and took good care of her sister.” She gave me an evil grin and wink.“No, thanks.” I threw my pajamas back on and went to Gwen's room.Gwen was not even pretending to be asleep this time. She was sitting up and reading her book – at least that's what she was trying to do. She looked up as soon as I entered.“Well?” She looked at me apprehensively.“Your older sister is a little freaky.” I decided I had to tell her the truth about this one.Her face showed her disappointment even though she knew why I went in there. “I figured. She was always the one telling us about her sexual exploits in college.”“She also admitted to me that she thinks her husband has a mistress so she has a lover, too.”Gwen stared at me. “She actually said that?”“Yeah.”Gwen got quiet for a minute. “So you fucked her?”I stared at Gwen, trying to portray the regret that I felt. “Yeah.”“Did you enjoy it?”“Are you sure you want to talk about this?”She looked down and then back up, staring at me. “Yes, I want to know.”“I didn't really enjoy it, but I did cum. She was very good.”“She was?”“She was even a little – I don't know, maybe a little slutty?”Gwen stared for a moment. “Do you think there's any truth to my father's accusations?”“No. Absolutely not. I know that they are strong, independent women. I also know that they were not wallflowers in college, but there's a big difference between having a healthy sex life and being a slut!” I said that emphatically, trying to ensure that she understood my position.“I agree.”Gwen lay down and turned away from me, saying nothing more. I thought she might be mad. I crawled into bed with her and lay there, thinking about what I should do, or what I could do. I could come up with nothing. I was completely ill equipped to handle this type of situation. I decided it was best to just lay there and not try to bother her.I lay there and listened to her breathing. She didn't' seem to be relaxing. Finally, she turned toward me and put her arm over my chest and her leg over mine. “I'm sorry. I know we asked you to do this. It's not your fault.”“I'm sorry that I had to do it.”She rose up and kissed me on the lips. “I love you. I always will.”“I love you, too. Always.”I was much more capable of relaxing now and thought about tomorrow. I was hoping tomorrow would be easier. Finally, I went to sleep.I woke up and knew that it was morning by the light streaming in the window. There was no sign of Gwen. I sat up and looked around. The door was open and I could hear talking downstairs. I walked down there and Gwen and her mother were cooking breakfast. Gwen came immediately over to me and put her arms around me. She gave me a big kiss.“Good morning, my favorite man.”I answered her. “Good morning, my most favorite woman.”She grinned. “C'mon. Let's eat before my sisters get up.”I agreed and we sat down for breakfast. It was the most relaxing meal I'd had since I arrived. I was holding out hope that the rest of the day would be easy, but I knew deep down that it wouldn't be.Friday after Thanksgiving, 2010.I had just finished breakfast on Black Friday with my fiancé and her mother. I thought about what lie ahead. I had already fucked my fiancé's mother and sister in order to fulfill the requirements of this weird will that her father had left when he died. Gwen didn't know I had fucked her mother. I had lied and said we couldn't do it. I had told her the truth about her slutty sister Sheila. Now, I had one more sister to go; Gaby.The middle of the day went quickly for me. I took my time getting ready and the four women all went to do some shopping. They were avoiding the large malls, but were going to hit some small stores. I watched some football and caught up on some reading.About 5pm, they strolled back in, carrying a few bags each from their trip. They were all laughing and having a good time. When Gaby looked over at me I saw her blanch. She was definitely feeling stressed out about our meeting later that night. Gwen came over and gave me a big, wet kiss and they all flounced upstairs to put their purchases away.Dinner was leftovers and we all gathered around in the kitchen to dip into the containers and fill our plates. I got a little of everything and was second in line for the microwave, so I was sitting with Gwen as the other three were finishing and warming their food.She leaned over to me and I smiled. She smiled back and then leaned closer to my ear. “I love you more than I can express.”I turned my head after she said that to see tears welling in her eyes. I pulled her in and gave her a hug and told her I loved her. About that time her mother came out of the kitchen.“Hey, you two, get a room!” She said it jokingly, but it seemed that Gwen was not to be cheered up. She didn't laugh or respond, she just went back to eating.The scenario this evening was the same as the others. We watched a little television and then everyone went to bed early.At 10pm, I was ready to leave my room and head toward the room of yet again another Thurman woman. Gaby was the middle child and had been married for about 3 years. She had a one-year old that her husband had taken to his family's house for the holidays. She was supposed to join them tomorrow for a couple of days.I said my good-bye to Gwen and headed to Gaby's room. When I entered, it was very dark. I waited for a couple of seconds to get my night eyes and then moved toward the bed. I could hear her breathing and her nervousness was so evident as to be discernible from 10 feet away.“Gaby?”“Y, Yes?” She haltingly answered, her voice breaking.I sat on the bed. “Are you alright?”I heard her take a deep breath. “Yes, but I can't have sex with you.” She said it in a breathy whisper.I was not surprised. “That's okay.” I lay down on top of the covers. “I'll just lay here and we can talk for a while. We don't ever have to tell anyone anything.”“Okay.” She seemed to relax, although I couldn't see her. “I might have been able to do it.”I thought about how she said that for a second. “Might have?”“Yes. My husband and I decided to try for another child and I went off birth control a couple of months ago. I can't have sex with you at all. I'd be too worried and scared that it wouldn't be Bill's.”“Oh, I see. Well, that's fine. We'll just talk for a while and then I'll go back to Gwen.”“Okay.”We discussed her life and she was just getting back into working, but she and Bill had really wanted to have three kids. She was already 27 and didn't want too much time between them, so they had decided to try again this fall. I could tell that her family was important to her and she, like most mothers, couldn't stop talking about her son. I told her about Gwen and I and she giggled when I told her how Gwen practically kissed my face off after proposing.“That sounds so unlike her. I guess I haven't seen her with a boyfriend or a date in so long, I don't know what she's like with men.”“She's an amazing woman.”Gaby giggled. “I'm glad I had a reason not to have sex with you. I can see that you really love Gwen and I can't think of how I would have felt around her if we had. I would always feel so guilty.”“Yeah, it would be tough.”There was silence for a few moments and then she whispered to me. “Did you have sex with my mother and Sheila?” I was quiet for a second and she continued. “No, don't tell me. I don't want to know.”I thought about it. “I think you probably already know the answer to that, don't you.”“Yes.” She whispered.“Okay, it's been 20 minutes. I'm going to go back to Gwen, okay?”I felt the bed move and then her lips were on mine. She kissed me just lightly and then pulled back. “Thank you, John.”“You're welcome.” I stood and went back to Gwen.When I opened the door, Gwen was awake and reading by her bedside lamp. She was surprised to see me and it showed. “Back already?”“It seemed like long enough to say we did it, right?”Gwen waited until I crawled up alongside her. “Yes, but you didn't, did you?”“Can you keep a secret?”“You know I can.”“Gaby just went off birth control because she and Bill want to have another baby. No way was she going to do anything with me. We just talked.”Gwen latched on to me hard and gave me a crushing hug. “Thank you.”“You're welcome.”I lay down next to her and rested my left hand on her arm. I did this a lot. I loved just having a hand on her, knowing she was there beside me. She turned off the light and went to sleep in about 5 minutes. I lay there awake for a while, trying to logically work my way through this will. I mean, if he thought they were sluts, why would he have them do this? Was this really his plan? To humiliate them with the betrothed of the one daughter he still thought highly of? Wouldn't that actually do the opposite of what he wanted? Why? I fell asleep with these thoughts rolling around in my head.The Lawyer's Saturday Inquisition.When I awoke the next morning, although it was Saturday, Gwen was already dressed and coming into the room. “Wake up, sleepyhead. We have an appointment with the lawyer in about 2 hours. You need to get showered, dressed, and have breakfast before the 30 minute drive.”“Argh! I think the stress has worn me out every day.”She sat on the bed and gave me a quick kiss. “Are you ready for this?”I looked at her and grabbed her arm as she went to get up. “Wait. Let me ask you something. If your father thought your mother and sisters were sluts, why would he have them prove this with me, your fiancé? Why would he have them do what he hated? What is his motive?”She stared at me. “I don't understand what you mean.”“In the middle of the night something occurred to me. What if his goal was not to have them do it, but to see if they refused? What if this was a test of his theory? It seems to me that he may have done this to see if your family would prove his point. If your family did this, then they would be the whores he says they are and he gives them nothing. If they don't, then maybe they have proved that they are not sluts and deserving of his estate.”Gwen stared at me and I could see the wheels turning. “I see what you mean. I can't see why he would do this when he would already be dead.”“Did you listen to the hate, spite, and loathing in that letter? Your father did not sound like a well man. I think that may have clouded his judgment.”“Hmm. Maybe. I don't know what to say. You are playing with my mother's inheritance and even some that would come to me.”“I know, but I can't help feel that I'm right.”“So what are you going to do?”“I don't know. I need to shower and dress and think about this some more.”I crawled out of the bed and headed for the shower. I received a sharp smack on the ass from my lover and I turned and wagged my finger at her. She just stuck her tongue out at me.“Promises, promises.”She grinned and left the room.I showered, dressed, and ate a quick breakfast. Everyone was a little subdued and didn't ask me what I was going to say to the lawyer.The drive was terrible. I felt like I did as a child when my mother took me to the dentist for the first time. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, everyone was the same and nobody talked at all. It left me time to go over my thoughts again. I think I had it right. When I told Gwen, it seemed to confirm to me as I said it out loud that it was a test. If these three women went ahead and had sex with his youngest daughter's fiancé, the daughter who appeared to be his favorite, they would be confirming his dark fantasies and he would cut them off. If, however, they refused, then maybe they had passed the test and he would give them the money. Of course, as awful as that letter sounded, I could be completely wrong. I was in a quandary. I had no idea what to do.When we arrived we were shown into a large conference room and offered refreshments. After getting some coffee and water for us, the receptionist left and we waited for the lawyer, Mr. Thibodeau. He came in after we were there about 15 minutes. I was going over my decision on what to say the entire time. I knew that I really wanted to say nothing happened, but I didn't want to take away the opportunity for the Thurman women to get their inheritance. The man who wrote that letter sounded so awful that I didn't think he deserved to deprive them of that.The lawyer introduced himself and when he got to me he smiled. “Mr. Williams. So glad to meet you.”“Thank you, sir. It's John.”He smiled and turned to head into the other room. “Now, these ladies have been waiting for this for a while, so why don't we go into the other room and discuss this situation.”Mrs. Thurman stood up. “Wait! Don't we get to be in on this?”Mr. Thibodeau turned. “No, I'm sorry. The instructions were very specific. You'll have to wait out here while I go over everything with John.”Mrs. Thurman looked petrified. “Okay.” She didn't sound at all sure of that.We entered Mr. Thibodeau's office. It was richly furnished in dark woods and had a beautiful view out the window. The downtown area was in full view. His bookshelves were full of law and reference books and everything looked freshly dusted. He waved me to a beautiful wood and leather chair and then went behind the desk to sit in his.“Mr. Thibodeau? Can I ask you a question first?”“Sure, John. What is it?”“I heard so many great things about Mr. Thurman, but none of that seems to jibe with the man who wrote that provision in the will. How is that possible?”Mr. Thibodeau looked at me carefully for a few moments. “You are right. You might not know it, but Don had a stroke about a year before he died. His entire personality seemed to be affected by this. He was never the same again. He became mean, short-tempered, and jealous, traits he had never before shown. It was very sad and I counseled him strongly against this provision, but he did what he did anyway.”“I see. Can I ask another question?”He smiled. “Sure.”“Isn't it odd that he has asked these women to do what he despised in order to get his estate? I mean, why not have them investigated for this, why leave it to them asking me to have sex with them?”“It is odd. I haven't seen the second amendment myself, but it's very odd. I thought the same thing. But it is his will and I will follow it.”I knew what I had to do then. I would not tell him I slept with the Thurmans. I would tell him they refused and would take what was given them. “Okay, Mr. Thibodeau, let's get this over with.”He leaned forward and picked up the letter. “I take it you've read this?”“Yes.”“Okay. So answer the question. Did you have the required sex with Ann, Sheila, and Gaby?”I took a deep breath. I was perspiring, unsure about whether or not I was taking away the chance for the Thurman's to get their money from a man whose stroke had changed him. “No, I did not.”He stared at me. “You sure?”I wasn't completely lying. He included all three so it was easier for me to answer. “Positive.”“Well, that answers that question. Now let's see the second amendment.”Mr. Thibodeau had it lying on top of his desk in a sealed envelope, ready to go. He pulled out a letter opener and slit the envelope open. He pulled out the paper and started reading.“Well?”“Oh, sorry. Let me read it to you.Okay, you sluts, here is what you have been waiting for. The first amendment was a test and I know that you sluts probably failed it, but here is my decision.If you did sleep with Gwen's fiancé, then you all are truly whores and I will not leave any of my estate to fucking whores. Ann, you get the $50,000 annual allowance. The rest of you can rot in hell.If, by some miracle, you didn't fuck him, then maybe there is hope for you sluts yet. I can't believe that you wouldn't for this amount of money. But if you didn't, then my estate will be split four ways. Ann will get 40% and Sheila, Gaby, and Gwen will get 20% each.I know that this sounds harsh, but it's my fucking money, so go to hell. I will do with it as I please and whores do not get my money.I love you, Gwen, the rest of you can fuck off.Don.Whew! What an asshole!” the attorney said.I grinned. “Yes, sir, I would have to agree with that. But it wasn't the real him, was it? He was changed by the stroke. I think we need to tell the ladies before they all start having heart attacks.”“Absolutely.” He stood and we went back to the conference room. The women there were all pale and nervous. When we entered with smiles on our faces, I could see the hope light up in their eyes.Mr. Thibodeau stepped to the head of the conference table. “Let me read this second amendment.” He did. As he did, I saw all of them start to pale again. Then he put it on the table and smiled. “Since Mr. Williams told me he didn't have the required sex with the three of you, the estate will be distributed as he stated.” All of them stared at me. “Its current value is $38 million. I'll have the papers drawn up and you can tell us where you want the monies, okay?”They finally let out held breaths and let out whoops and started hugging each other. All except for Gwen, who came over and gave me a hug, just holding me and leaning into me.Finally, Ann came over to us, Sheila and Gaby trailing. “How did you know? You were taking a chance with our monies. I can't be angry since it came out right, but it scares me to think about it.”“I knew he was still a logical thinker. He was changed by his stroke, but he still thought logically. I knew he wouldn't give you the money if he thought you were really sluts. He stated that in the first one, you just had to read between the lines.”She hugged me and Gwen, who had refused to let me go. “Well, thank god you were right.”Sheila and Gaby had heard enough and both called their husbands to tell them that they were going to be wealthy.I took Gwen aside and lifted her chin up to have her look into my eyes. “Are you okay? Are we okay?”She sighed. “Yes. I love you so much and the fact that you worked that out makes it better. I don't know what we'll do with all that money.”I leaned over and kissed her. “I can think of a few things we can do right now for which we don't need money – or clothes.”She grinned. “Yeah, good idea. Nice way to celebrate.”She took my hand and led me from the room. Life was really good.by deadeye_76 for Literotica

He’s told he must audition, sexually for fiancée's family. by deadeye_76, Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The Strange Will of Mr. Thurman.On Wednesday night, the day before Thanksgiving or 2010, I'd just met my fiancée's mother & sisters. The ‘audition' cover story fell apart when my bride to be, Gwen; insisted that her family level with me. The true reason for each of them planning to have sex with me was because of Mr. Thurman's will; and not because they were concerned for Gwen's future love life.“I'm sorry Mrs. Thurman. I can see you are in a tough spot. I can commiserate with you about this, but there are still dangers besides the personal issues. Can I tell you an old joke?”She looked puzzled. “Sure.”“It's one I heard a long time ago.” I sat forward. “A man was at a bar where he met a very desirable young lady. After a few drinks he leaned over and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a million dollars?' She looked at him and thought about it, but eventually said yes. He smiled and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a hundred dollars?' She looked aghast and said, ‘What do you think I am a whore?' He smiled and said, ‘We've already established that, now we're just bickering over price.'” I sat back and watched Mrs. Thurman.“So are you saying that this makes us whores?” She was not happy.“No, I'm saying this may be your deceased husband's way of proving the point that he believes that you, Sheila, and Gaby are; and that this is a dangerous thing we are doing. The final amendment is still unknown to you, right?”She looked at me carefully. “Right. We can't see it until it's time to declare that we have accomplished the first part  of the will's demands; or decide to protest it.”“This is a very dangerous thing.” I was worried about what the real goal of such a vicious man would be. Is this really what he wants? He wants them to be whores to prove that they are? Is that really a test?She came right back at me. “But what choice do we have? If we do not do this before you two are married, we don't even get a chance at the rest of his estate. I should have some of that, don't you think?”“I agree that you should get some of the estate, Mrs. Thurman. I'm sure that I would want it if I was a family member. However, I'm just not sure that I can do this. Gwen?”Gwen looked up at everyone. She had been particularly quiet sitting there. “John, I love you. I want you to be faithful to me. However, I don't know how I can say no to my family on this.”I watched her carefully. She fidgeted and wrung her hands. She was very uncomfortable… as was I. “So if we do this, what's the plan?”Mrs. Thurman looked around. “Sheila, Gaby, and I already drew straws long ago to determine the order. I am supposed to go first, then Sheila, and then Gaby. You will sleep with each of us one night for the next three.”I looked over at Sheila and Gaby. They were also fidgeting and unable to meet my eyes. “Are you two willing to do this, considering you are married?”Sheila looked up and around. She opened her mouth and hesitated. Finally, she said, “Yeah, I guess so.”Gaby stared at me until she realized I was waiting for her to answer individually. She was staring at me as she answered. “No choice.”I went over and kneeled in front of Gwen. “Gwen, you must be absolutely sure that you can handle this. Saying now that you want me to do it and having to remember this for the rest of your life are two different things. Are you going to be able to face the fact that I had sex with the rest of your family?”“I don't know. I just think that I have no choice.”I stood up. “Okay, I'll do it.”Later that night I visited the bedroom of my fiancé's mother.Thanksgiving Day, 2010.I stared at the ceiling. Shit! I had lied to Gwen about fucking her mother. She knew I went in there to fulfill the requirements of the will, but if it ever came out she would go ballistic. I couldn't take it back now and she would feel like I was hiding something if she found out after believing that nothing happened. I really was in a fix now. I would just have to deal with it and live with it the rest of my life, because I didn't want to let this beauty go. But I also had two more women to go, her sisters. This was going to be an interesting but stressful weekend.The next day was Thanksgiving. We all tried to act like it was another normal Thanksgiving gathering and dinner. The food was good, but there was an underlying current of tension in everyone. We were all jumpy because of the arrangements. We managed to get thru the day, and it was an overall joyous occasion, but as we got closer to nightfall, things got quiet. Finally, we all peeled off and went to bed. Gwen and I went to our room and discussed nothing in particular as we put on our pajamas and got ready for bed. She was trying not to discuss that I was going to go to her older sister's room. Sheila was next up in the queue. Finally, at about 10pm, Gwen turned suddenly and pulled me into a bear hug. She whispered that she loved me and then pulled back. She looked up at me and tried to smile.“I guess it's time.”I nodded. “Yeah, it is.”Gwen put her head on my chest. “Please tell me again that this will not change what we have.”I lifted her head by her chin and looked directly at her. “This will never change us. I love you and you love me and we will always be together. This will be over after this weekend.”She put her head back down. “Okay, you'd better go.”I started to pull away, but Gwen held on a little longer, then finally relaxed her grip and backed away. She looked up at me. “See you in a little while.”“Okay.” I kissed her and smiled and left the room in my pajamas.I headed for Sheila's room. I knocked lightly and she called out for me to enter. I opened the door and she was already in bed. She smiled and waved me over. I went toward the bed.She grinned. “Take off your pajamas and get in here.” I complied and she watched closely. “Um. Nice cock.” I looked up at her quickly and she grinned again. “Well, if we are going to do this, I might as well enjoy it. My husband has been neglecting his duties, so I'm ready.”I was quickly tucked under the covers with her. “We don't have to do this, you know. We could just say we did.”“Not a chance.” I felt her reach for my cock and her covers fell away, revealing nice large tits. My cock hardened. “I can't wait to have sex with a new cock. This has given me the approval I needed.” I was now fully hard based on her rubbing my dick with her warm hands and displaying those voluptuous tits. “And a nice sized one at that.” She threw the covers back and looked at my cock, standing at attention while she held it. “Um. Did I mention that I love sucking cock?” She bent over and slowly licked around the head. I lay back and moaned. She smiled up at me and rearranged herself on the bed so that she was kneeling next to me. I could see that she had a fantastic body. How could her husband neglect that night after night? Maybe she was lying or there was more going on there than she knew.Sheila continued to lick and suck on my cock, and she was definitely into it. She gave it a final slurp and started to climb up over me. I looked up at her. “Are you ready? Do you need any lube?”She grinned and rubbed my cock along her slit. “Honey, I've been thinking about this all day and I warmed up a little while waiting for you. Yeah, baby, I'm wet and ready.” With that she slowly started lowering herself onto my cock. Fuck, she was tight. “Fuck yes, a good hard cock. That's what I really needed.”I reached up and grabbed her nice c-cup tits. “Nice tits.”She grinned. “Thank you.” Then she got serious. “Now let's fuck!”Sheila started bouncing up and down on my dick like a mad woman. She thrust herself up and down, up and down, groaning and mumbling how good it was at every step. She was very good at grinding her clit against me and I knew she was going to cum soon. Unfortunately, so was I. “Sheila, I'm going to cum soon.”“Hmm… okay… oh, fuck!”“Sheila, do you want me to try to get to your ass now?”“Not a chance!” She leaned over and stared directly into my eyes while she rotated her hips, stimulating her clit against my pubic bone and hair. “I'm going to fuck you until we both cum and then I'm going to suck you hard again and then you can fuck my tight ass.”That was the final straw for me. I started thrusting and thrusting, feeling the orgasm approaching. She started moaning and I could tell she was close, too. Suddenly, she erupted into an orgasm and held still for a second, then jerked, then held still, then jerked, and did this until she completed her orgasm. I was still thrusting and finally I came, too. I held her down against my hips as I buried my dick into her hot pussy as deep as I could get it to start spurting. I spurted and spurted, filling this sexy mother of two with my cum.She finally collapsed onto my chest. “Um. That was nice. I think I'm going to like having sex with you.”I pushed her up. “This is it, Sheila. Tonight is the last time we will have sex. Period.”“Okay, okay, no need to get upset. I'm just going to leave an open invitation out there for you, that's all.”“Sorry, not going to happen. I love your sister and I'm going to marry her. She's the one for me. Once we finish here tonight, we're done.”She stared at me for a second. “Hmmm. I guess that means that baby Gwen is pretty good in the sack, too, eh?”“No comment.”She shrugged her shoulders. “No matter. I've got you for a little longer tonight, and I'm not letting you go until we are done.”I groaned and she grinned. She clambered off me and lay next to me. She snuggled up against me and waited a few minutes for us both to catch her breath. Finally she rose up on one elbow, her body still molded to mine. “Well, John. Are you ready for the next round?” She reached out and cupped my balls and soft dick. “Not yet? Well, let's see what we can do about that.” She then leaned over and started cleaning and sucking my dick. Fuck! This woman was definitely into sex! I decided to tell her that.“Oh, shit, Sheila, you can really suck cock!”She lifted her face from my crotch and grinned evilly. “Damn right!” Then she buried her face back into my balls and licked them from the bottom up. She finished by going all the way up my dick and then burying it into her mouth. Fuck! I groaned and she pulled off.“Um. I see that somebody's dick wants some of Sheila's ass. You ready stud?”I stared at her for a second. “Uh, yeah.” I was barely recovered from the first fuck and she had my dick hard and quivering again.Sheila sat up and patted me on the hip. “Get up and do this right. Get behind me and fuck my ass hard.”I was amazed at how different this woman was in and out of the bedroom. She was fucking amazing at this. I crawled up onto my knees and she turned and got on all fours with her face buried into a pillow. She turned her head to me for a second.“Fuck my pussy for a few moments to get nice and wet and then shove it in my ass. I love ass-fucking, so you shouldn't have any problems.”I crawled around behind her and stared at the voluptuous ass in front of me. Her little brown star was winking at me as she appeared to be flexing it. I moved up behind her and aimed my dick at her pussy. I eased it in. Our combined lubrication in her pussy meant that my dick was soaking wet instantly. I slowly fucked her a few times to get it ready and then pulled it out.“Yeah, baby, fuck that sexy ass.”I moved forward and pushed my dick against her asshole. “You mean this ass?”“Fuck yeah! Do it! Fuck me!”I pushed quickly and her ass opened up and my dick went all the way to the hilt in one solid thrust.“Oh, yeah, fuck me baby!” Sheila kept after me to fuck her, so I did.I pulled back and started thrusting. I would pull back kind of slow and watch as her ass clamped onto my dick and then I would quickly bury it. Each time my hips slapped up against hers and she moaned. I could feel her rubbing her pussy with one of her hands and I just started fucking her hard at that point. There was no attempt at her satisfaction now. I just pounded her and looked for my next cum. I wanted to fill her nasty ass with as much cum as I could. I fucked and fucked and she started rolling her hips a little as she played with her pussy and that pushed me to the edge. I was fucking her hard and enjoying it immensely. I was on that edge, wanting it to last forever, but also badly wanting to cum. Suddenly she shuddered in orgasm and the rhythmic squeezing of her ass put me over the top.“Oh fuck! Here it cums!” I buried myself in Sheila's tight ass and pumped a load deep into her. I pumped and pumped and was exhausted when I finished. I collapsed on top of her and pushed her flat on the bed.“Nice job, John. I think you're going to keep Gwen well satisfied.”I lay there on top of her feeling her flex her ass and the nice contour of her bubble butt. “I plan on it.”“Um. Just stay there for a minute until your dick shrinks and naturally pops out of my ass.”I lay there, feeling her under me. I started relaxing and finally my dick popped out of her ass. She giggled. “Oh, yeah. Nothing like a good pussy and ass fucking to take the edge off.”I rolled off to the side and stared at her. “Is your husband really neglecting you?”She grinned. “Yeah. I think he has a little something on the side at work, so I have a friend who comes over and makes sure I don't get too horny.” I must have been staring at her after that. “What? Don't get all high and mighty until you've been in that position. I'm a woman reaching my sexual peak and all he can do is drool over the bimbos at work.”“Okay.” What could I say to that. “I think I'll get cleaned up and go.”“Okay, lover. I'll be sure to tell Gwen how good you were and took good care of her sister.” She gave me an evil grin and wink.“No, thanks.” I threw my pajamas back on and went to Gwen's room.Gwen was not even pretending to be asleep this time. She was sitting up and reading her book – at least that's what she was trying to do. She looked up as soon as I entered.“Well?” She looked at me apprehensively.“Your older sister is a little freaky.” I decided I had to tell her the truth about this one.Her face showed her disappointment even though she knew why I went in there. “I figured. She was always the one telling us about her sexual exploits in college.”“She also admitted to me that she thinks her husband has a mistress so she has a lover, too.”Gwen stared at me. “She actually said that?”“Yeah.”Gwen got quiet for a minute. “So you fucked her?”I stared at Gwen, trying to portray the regret that I felt. “Yeah.”“Did you enjoy it?”“Are you sure you want to talk about this?”She looked down and then back up, staring at me. “Yes, I want to know.”“I didn't really enjoy it, but I did cum. She was very good.”“She was?”“She was even a little – I don't know, maybe a little slutty?”Gwen stared for a moment. “Do you think there's any truth to my father's accusations?”“No. Absolutely not. I know that they are strong, independent women. I also know that they were not wallflowers in college, but there's a big difference between having a healthy sex life and being a slut!” I said that emphatically, trying to ensure that she understood my position.“I agree.”Gwen lay down and turned away from me, saying nothing more. I thought she might be mad. I crawled into bed with her and lay there, thinking about what I should do, or what I could do. I could come up with nothing. I was completely ill equipped to handle this type of situation. I decided it was best to just lay there and not try to bother her.I lay there and listened to her breathing. She didn't' seem to be relaxing. Finally, she turned toward me and put her arm over my chest and her leg over mine. “I'm sorry. I know we asked you to do this. It's not your fault.”“I'm sorry that I had to do it.”She rose up and kissed me on the lips. “I love you. I always will.”“I love you, too. Always.”I was much more capable of relaxing now and thought about tomorrow. I was hoping tomorrow would be easier. Finally, I went to sleep.I woke up and knew that it was morning by the light streaming in the window. There was no sign of Gwen. I sat up and looked around. The door was open and I could hear talking downstairs. I walked down there and Gwen and her mother were cooking breakfast. Gwen came immediately over to me and put her arms around me. She gave me a big kiss.“Good morning, my favorite man.”I answered her. “Good morning, my most favorite woman.”She grinned. “C'mon. Let's eat before my sisters get up.”I agreed and we sat down for breakfast. It was the most relaxing meal I'd had since I arrived. I was holding out hope that the rest of the day would be easy, but I knew deep down that it wouldn't be.Friday after Thanksgiving, 2010.I had just finished breakfast on Black Friday with my fiancé and her mother. I thought about what lie ahead. I had already fucked my fiancé's mother and sister in order to fulfill the requirements of this weird will that her father had left when he died. Gwen didn't know I had fucked her mother. I had lied and said we couldn't do it. I had told her the truth about her slutty sister Sheila. Now, I had one more sister to go; Gaby.The middle of the day went quickly for me. I took my time getting ready and the four women all went to do some shopping. They were avoiding the large malls, but were going to hit some small stores. I watched some football and caught up on some reading.About 5pm, they strolled back in, carrying a few bags each from their trip. They were all laughing and having a good time. When Gaby looked over at me I saw her blanch. She was definitely feeling stressed out about our meeting later that night. Gwen came over and gave me a big, wet kiss and they all flounced upstairs to put their purchases away.Dinner was leftovers and we all gathered around in the kitchen to dip into the containers and fill our plates. I got a little of everything and was second in line for the microwave, so I was sitting with Gwen as the other three were finishing and warming their food.She leaned over to me and I smiled. She smiled back and then leaned closer to my ear. “I love you more than I can express.”I turned my head after she said that to see tears welling in her eyes. I pulled her in and gave her a hug and told her I loved her. About that time her mother came out of the kitchen.“Hey, you two, get a room!” She said it jokingly, but it seemed that Gwen was not to be cheered up. She didn't laugh or respond, she just went back to eating.The scenario this evening was the same as the others. We watched a little television and then everyone went to bed early.At 10pm, I was ready to leave my room and head toward the room of yet again another Thurman woman. Gaby was the middle child and had been married for about 3 years. She had a one-year old that her husband had taken to his family's house for the holidays. She was supposed to join them tomorrow for a couple of days.I said my good-bye to Gwen and headed to Gaby's room. When I entered, it was very dark. I waited for a couple of seconds to get my night eyes and then moved toward the bed. I could hear her breathing and her nervousness was so evident as to be discernible from 10 feet away.“Gaby?”“Y, Yes?” She haltingly answered, her voice breaking.I sat on the bed. “Are you alright?”I heard her take a deep breath. “Yes, but I can't have sex with you.” She said it in a breathy whisper.I was not surprised. “That's okay.” I lay down on top of the covers. “I'll just lay here and we can talk for a while. We don't ever have to tell anyone anything.”“Okay.” She seemed to relax, although I couldn't see her. “I might have been able to do it.”I thought about how she said that for a second. “Might have?”“Yes. My husband and I decided to try for another child and I went off birth control a couple of months ago. I can't have sex with you at all. I'd be too worried and scared that it wouldn't be Bill's.”“Oh, I see. Well, that's fine. We'll just talk for a while and then I'll go back to Gwen.”“Okay.”We discussed her life and she was just getting back into working, but she and Bill had really wanted to have three kids. She was already 27 and didn't want too much time between them, so they had decided to try again this fall. I could tell that her family was important to her and she, like most mothers, couldn't stop talking about her son. I told her about Gwen and I and she giggled when I told her how Gwen practically kissed my face off after proposing.“That sounds so unlike her. I guess I haven't seen her with a boyfriend or a date in so long, I don't know what she's like with men.”“She's an amazing woman.”Gaby giggled. “I'm glad I had a reason not to have sex with you. I can see that you really love Gwen and I can't think of how I would have felt around her if we had. I would always feel so guilty.”“Yeah, it would be tough.”There was silence for a few moments and then she whispered to me. “Did you have sex with my mother and Sheila?” I was quiet for a second and she continued. “No, don't tell me. I don't want to know.”I thought about it. “I think you probably already know the answer to that, don't you.”“Yes.” She whispered.“Okay, it's been 20 minutes. I'm going to go back to Gwen, okay?”I felt the bed move and then her lips were on mine. She kissed me just lightly and then pulled back. “Thank you, John.”“You're welcome.” I stood and went back to Gwen.When I opened the door, Gwen was awake and reading by her bedside lamp. She was surprised to see me and it showed. “Back already?”“It seemed like long enough to say we did it, right?”Gwen waited until I crawled up alongside her. “Yes, but you didn't, did you?”“Can you keep a secret?”“You know I can.”“Gaby just went off birth control because she and Bill want to have another baby. No way was she going to do anything with me. We just talked.”Gwen latched on to me hard and gave me a crushing hug. “Thank you.”“You're welcome.”I lay down next to her and rested my left hand on her arm. I did this a lot. I loved just having a hand on her, knowing she was there beside me. She turned off the light and went to sleep in about 5 minutes. I lay there awake for a while, trying to logically work my way through this will. I mean, if he thought they were sluts, why would he have them do this? Was this really his plan? To humiliate them with the betrothed of the one daughter he still thought highly of? Wouldn't that actually do the opposite of what he wanted? Why? I fell asleep with these thoughts rolling around in my head.The Lawyer's Saturday Inquisition.When I awoke the next morning, although it was Saturday, Gwen was already dressed and coming into the room. “Wake up, sleepyhead. We have an appointment with the lawyer in about 2 hours. You need to get showered, dressed, and have breakfast before the 30 minute drive.”“Argh! I think the stress has worn me out every day.”She sat on the bed and gave me a quick kiss. “Are you ready for this?”I looked at her and grabbed her arm as she went to get up. “Wait. Let me ask you something. If your father thought your mother and sisters were sluts, why would he have them prove this with me, your fiancé? Why would he have them do what he hated? What is his motive?”She stared at me. “I don't understand what you mean.”“In the middle of the night something occurred to me. What if his goal was not to have them do it, but to see if they refused? What if this was a test of his theory? It seems to me that he may have done this to see if your family would prove his point. If your family did this, then they would be the whores he says they are and he gives them nothing. If they don't, then maybe they have proved that they are not sluts and deserving of his estate.”Gwen stared at me and I could see the wheels turning. “I see what you mean. I can't see why he would do this when he would already be dead.”“Did you listen to the hate, spite, and loathing in that letter? Your father did not sound like a well man. I think that may have clouded his judgment.”“Hmm. Maybe. I don't know what to say. You are playing with my mother's inheritance and even some that would come to me.”“I know, but I can't help feel that I'm right.”“So what are you going to do?”“I don't know. I need to shower and dress and think about this some more.”I crawled out of the bed and headed for the shower. I received a sharp smack on the ass from my lover and I turned and wagged my finger at her. She just stuck her tongue out at me.“Promises, promises.”She grinned and left the room.I showered, dressed, and ate a quick breakfast. Everyone was a little subdued and didn't ask me what I was going to say to the lawyer.The drive was terrible. I felt like I did as a child when my mother took me to the dentist for the first time. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, everyone was the same and nobody talked at all. It left me time to go over my thoughts again. I think I had it right. When I told Gwen, it seemed to confirm to me as I said it out loud that it was a test. If these three women went ahead and had sex with his youngest daughter's fiancé, the daughter who appeared to be his favorite, they would be confirming his dark fantasies and he would cut them off. If, however, they refused, then maybe they had passed the test and he would give them the money. Of course, as awful as that letter sounded, I could be completely wrong. I was in a quandary. I had no idea what to do.When we arrived we were shown into a large conference room and offered refreshments. After getting some coffee and water for us, the receptionist left and we waited for the lawyer, Mr. Thibodeau. He came in after we were there about 15 minutes. I was going over my decision on what to say the entire time. I knew that I really wanted to say nothing happened, but I didn't want to take away the opportunity for the Thurman women to get their inheritance. The man who wrote that letter sounded so awful that I didn't think he deserved to deprive them of that.The lawyer introduced himself and when he got to me he smiled. “Mr. Williams. So glad to meet you.”“Thank you, sir. It's John.”He smiled and turned to head into the other room. “Now, these ladies have been waiting for this for a while, so why don't we go into the other room and discuss this situation.”Mrs. Thurman stood up. “Wait! Don't we get to be in on this?”Mr. Thibodeau turned. “No, I'm sorry. The instructions were very specific. You'll have to wait out here while I go over everything with John.”Mrs. Thurman looked petrified. “Okay.” She didn't sound at all sure of that.We entered Mr. Thibodeau's office. It was richly furnished in dark woods and had a beautiful view out the window. The downtown area was in full view. His bookshelves were full of law and reference books and everything looked freshly dusted. He waved me to a beautiful wood and leather chair and then went behind the desk to sit in his.“Mr. Thibodeau? Can I ask you a question first?”“Sure, John. What is it?”“I heard so many great things about Mr. Thurman, but none of that seems to jibe with the man who wrote that provision in the will. How is that possible?”Mr. Thibodeau looked at me carefully for a few moments. “You are right. You might not know it, but Don had a stroke about a year before he died. His entire personality seemed to be affected by this. He was never the same again. He became mean, short-tempered, and jealous, traits he had never before shown. It was very sad and I counseled him strongly against this provision, but he did what he did anyway.”“I see. Can I ask another question?”He smiled. “Sure.”“Isn't it odd that he has asked these women to do what he despised in order to get his estate? I mean, why not have them investigated for this, why leave it to them asking me to have sex with them?”“It is odd. I haven't seen the second amendment myself, but it's very odd. I thought the same thing. But it is his will and I will follow it.”I knew what I had to do then. I would not tell him I slept with the Thurmans. I would tell him they refused and would take what was given them. “Okay, Mr. Thibodeau, let's get this over with.”He leaned forward and picked up the letter. “I take it you've read this?”“Yes.”“Okay. So answer the question. Did you have the required sex with Ann, Sheila, and Gaby?”I took a deep breath. I was perspiring, unsure about whether or not I was taking away the chance for the Thurman's to get their money from a man whose stroke had changed him. “No, I did not.”He stared at me. “You sure?”I wasn't completely lying. He included all three so it was easier for me to answer. “Positive.”“Well, that answers that question. Now let's see the second amendment.”Mr. Thibodeau had it lying on top of his desk in a sealed envelope, ready to go. He pulled out a letter opener and slit the envelope open. He pulled out the paper and started reading.“Well?”“Oh, sorry. Let me read it to you.Okay, you sluts, here is what you have been waiting for. The first amendment was a test and I know that you sluts probably failed it, but here is my decision.If you did sleep with Gwen's fiancé, then you all are truly whores and I will not leave any of my estate to fucking whores. Ann, you get the $50,000 annual allowance. The rest of you can rot in hell.If, by some miracle, you didn't fuck him, then maybe there is hope for you sluts yet. I can't believe that you wouldn't for this amount of money. But if you didn't, then my estate will be split four ways. Ann will get 40% and Sheila, Gaby, and Gwen will get 20% each.I know that this sounds harsh, but it's my fucking money, so go to hell. I will do with it as I please and whores do not get my money.I love you, Gwen, the rest of you can fuck off.Don.Whew! What an asshole!” the attorney said.I grinned. “Yes, sir, I would have to agree with that. But it wasn't the real him, was it? He was changed by the stroke. I think we need to tell the ladies before they all start having heart attacks.”“Absolutely.” He stood and we went back to the conference room. The women there were all pale and nervous. When we entered with smiles on our faces, I could see the hope light up in their eyes.Mr. Thibodeau stepped to the head of the conference table. “Let me read this second amendment.” He did. As he did, I saw all of them start to pale again. Then he put it on the table and smiled. “Since Mr. Williams told me he didn't have the required sex with the three of you, the estate will be distributed as he stated.” All of them stared at me. “Its current value is $38 million. I'll have the papers drawn up and you can tell us where you want the monies, okay?”They finally let out held breaths and let out whoops and started hugging each other. All except for Gwen, who came over and gave me a hug, just holding me and leaning into me.Finally, Ann came over to us, Sheila and Gaby trailing. “How did you know? You were taking a chance with our monies. I can't be angry since it came out right, but it scares me to think about it.”“I knew he was still a logical thinker. He was changed by his stroke, but he still thought logically. I knew he wouldn't give you the money if he thought you were really sluts. He stated that in the first one, you just had to read between the lines.”She hugged me and Gwen, who had refused to let me go. “Well, thank god you were right.”Sheila and Gaby had heard enough and both called their husbands to tell them that they were going to be wealthy.I took Gwen aside and lifted her chin up to have her look into my eyes. “Are you okay? Are we okay?”She sighed. “Yes. I love you so much and the fact that you worked that out makes it better. I don't know what we'll do with all that money.”I leaned over and kissed her. “I can think of a few things we can do right now for which we don't need money – or clothes.”She grinned. “Yeah, good idea. Nice way to celebrate.”She took my hand and led me from the room. Life was really good.by deadeye_76 for Literotica

Man must audition sexually for fiancee's family. (part 1)by  deadeye_76, listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, 2010:“Your family wants me to do what?!?!” I said this in a harsh whisper to my fiancé. We were in her bedroom at her family home on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, having gone there for the weekend. What she had just told me was shocking. I couldn't believe my ears and she was sitting there looking shocked and stunned herself, tears forming in her eyes. I started pacing and thinking about what I should say. But first, let me tell you how we got to this point.Fall, 2009 I met my fiancé the year after we both graduated from college. We were working at the same company, both at the entry level, her in the Human Resources department and me as a database administrator.One Friday as the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays approached, some of the folks from the company went to a happy hour. There were many people there and I noticed Gwen right away. She was a little reticent to get caught up in the unbridled joy (or stupidity depending on your point of view) that some people were exhibiting. She was smiling and laughing, but seemed a little reserved. She was blonde, very pale, and had a tiny bone structure. She looked to be no taller than about 5'2", but I couldn't tell for sure. I went over to the table where she was sitting and said hello to one of the guys that was there that I already knew. I was hoping for, and received, an introduction to her. I noticed that her eyes were a little green, but seemed to run toward hazel. They also captivated me and I caught myself staring at her a few times.Soon it was approaching 8pm and we had been there since about 5:30, so I decided to go to the restaurant next door and get some dinner. I told my friend this and then looked at Gwen. I was never very aggressive with my approach to women and was a little shy about asking, but somehow I managed to ask her if she wanted to join me. She looked down at her drink and then over at her friends who were, in my mind, making fools of themselves in front of some of the company managers. She looked at me and smiled. She agreed and I was inwardly thankful that I had gotten up the nerve.When she stood, I got a better look at her. She was maybe 5'4" and 110 lbs. She looked to be athletic and in good condition. She moved like an athlete and since I played baseball in college, I figured she might have played some sport, too. She was wearing nice jeans that accentuated her slender stature and tight butt.Over the next couple weeks we dated a little casually, nothing too formal. We were taking it slow, mostly because she wanted to. I wanted to take it slow for a while, but being around her was driving me nuts. She seemed to ooze some pheromone that was making me hornier than usual. She was also living alone in a nice apartment while I was living with a roommate. She must have come from money, but she never told me anything about her family or situation.For Christmas, Gwen was going to be heading home to be with her family. She had finally told me some things about them. I had learned that her father had died last summer and her mother lived alone in a big house. Her two sisters were older than her and married. The oldest had two children and the younger one just one child. They were all going to be there for Christmas and I could tell she was looking forward to being with family. Just before she left, I took her to a very fancy, very upscale place. I told her to dress up and she didn't disappoint.Things progressed quickly from there. I found that while she was a little demure in public, she was, underneath it, a fiery, opinionated, outspoken woman – and I was slowly falling in love with her. She told me one night in May that she was in love with me and watched me closely. I could feel her gaze as she carefully watched how I responded. I just smiled, stared back into those eyes, and told her I loved her, too. Apparently, I passed her test because she ripped my clothes off and had her way with me – several times that night. It took a week to wipe the grin off my face.By July, we had become a couple that people described with both our names. It was only a matter of time, in my mind, before we got engaged. I decided that the best time would be after she returned from her summer vacation with her family and me with mine, which made it Labor Day weekend. We were both going to see our families the last week of August, separately, and would be back for that weekend. I had a key to her place so I set it up in a manner that she would appreciate. We were both hopeless romantics and I knew she would really appreciate the effort.I shook my head. She and her mother were close. Her father had died the previous year and they had become even closer. I loved her for that, too.She finally put her phone down and went over and plunked down on the bed. “Okay, let's eat something here.” She eyed me. “Somebody is going to need their strength.”I grinned and reached into the pocket of my robe for the last part of her surprise. She was just finishing her first cracker and had reached for her champagne. I put my left hand on her arm and stopped her. She looked up at me questioningly. I smiled and slid off the bed onto my knees. She was still looking puzzled until I held up the small ring box.I was unprepared for her reaction. She screeched and threw herself at me. She tackled me better than anyone had when I played football and ended up on top of me. I was being assaulted by lips for the next 2 minutes. She kissed me on the mouth, all over my face, and then my neck, before returning to my mouth. Finally she sat up and grabbed the box that I was still holding.I grinned at her. “Is that a yes?”She ripped the ring out of the box and put it on her finger before she answered me. She looked down at me and smiled. “That was a hell, yes, don't you ever think about taking it back.”By November, we had made arrangements to spend Thanksgiving with her family. And that's where we ended up today. We are sitting in her bedroom trying to wrap our arms around what her mother had just told her. It was unthinkable to me. Her mother had told her that her two older sisters both had sexual duds for husbands. The husbands were not adventuresome, were not good at taking care of their wives' needs, and were not interested in even learning how to please them. Her mother had told Gwen that therefore, since just she and the three girls were there that Thanksgiving, having left the families to visit the other relatives, she and Gwen's two sisters were going to audition me to be a good husband. They would each spend a night with me to ensure that I knew how to take care of a woman sexually.I thought and thought about what to say. Her mother and sisters were attractive enough. There was nothing disgusting about it physically, but something didn't seem right. How was I supposed to answer this? Her mother had become Gwen's closest friend since her father died, so she was shocked and dismayed. I guess there was only one thing to say.“Gwen. I don't like it, but I will do whatever you say. If you want me to do it, I can handle it, but only if you can. If you say no, I'll back you 100%. I have no idea what you think, but I'm behind you. Tell me what you think and what you think we should do.”So here we are, Gwen and I. We are sitting in her bedroom trying to wrap our arms around what her mother had just told her. It was unthinkable to me. Her mother had told her that her two older sisters both had sexual duds for husbands. The husbands were not adventuresome, were not good at taking care of their wives' needs, and were not interested in even learning how to please them. Her mother had told Gwen that therefore, since just she and the three girls were there that Thanksgiving, having left the families to visit the other relatives, she and Gwen's two sisters were going to audition me to be a good husband. They would each spend a night with me to ensure that I knew how to take care of a woman sexually.I thought and thought about what to say. Her mother and sisters were attractive enough. There was nothing disgusting about it physically, but something didn't seem right. And how was I supposed to answer this? Her mother had become Gwen's closest friend since her father died, so she was shocked and dismayed. I guess there was only one thing to say.“Gwen. I don't like it, but I will do whatever you say. If you want me to do it, I can handle it, but only if you can. If you say no, I'll back you 100%. I have no idea what you think, but I'm behind you. Tell me what you think and what you think we should do.”Gwen looked up at me. I hated laying it on her, but I had to know what she was thinking. “This is all a lie. There's more to it than what you have been told. C'mon.” She held out her hand and I took it.Gwen led me into the dining room where her mother and sisters were sitting, sipping wine and waiting for my answer. They looked almost as tense as Gwen, but I could not figure out why. There was definitely something more going on here.Gwen led me straight to her mother. “Mom, I want you to tell John the truth about this. Show him the paper.” Her mother hesitated and just looked back and forth between us. “Now!”I had never seen Gwen this demonstrative with her mother and her mother must not have either. She jumped when Gwen said that. “Okay, honey. But he has to agree to keep this a secret, okay?” She looked at Gwen and then at me.I was unable to understand what they might be talking about. I looked at her and then Gwen. “Sure. I can keep a secret.”Mrs. Thurman got up and walked over to a drawer in a small secretarial desk. She opened a drawer and pulled out an envelope. She walked back over to us and stood there looking at Gwen. She finally took a deep breath and handed it to Gwen. “We have to proceed very carefully.” She looked at everyone. “Sit down, John. Okay, Gwen, show him.”Gwen turned to me and handed me the envelope. “Please, please, read this completely before you say anything.”“Sure.” I didn't know what else to say. What the hell was in this envelope? She let go of the envelope as I took it and sat down.I opened the envelope and read the letter that was inside.“Ann, I know that I am dying at this time. There is nothing more that can be done about it. However, I have a few things to get off my chest. First, I know that you are a slut and that you have been having affairs for the last few years. I also know that your first two daughters are sluts as well. They have fucked every man they can at college, and they have even branched out around our neighborhood. I just hope that you three do not corrupt Gwen as she gets older. I will be dying soon and I cannot do anything about what fucking whores you three have come, but I can at least make you three do one thing. I can withhold my estate from you. I have a plan that I have come up with to prove a point. I am going to withhold everything except a $50,000 annual allowance for Ann, from all of you. Only when you carry out these instructions will the remaining part of the estate, currently valued at $35,000,000.00, be released to be shared by all of you as I dictate in an additional amendment to my will. Here's the plan. Someday soon, Gwen will come home with a man she wants to marry. In order for the remainder of my estate to be issued to you fucking tramps, you will have to each fuck and suck this man before the wedding. One night alone with each of you should do it. The requirement is that you have to give up all three orifices to him. I don't care what you tell Gwen or if you don't, but if you do this, to prove my point, the remainder of my estate will be released according to the additional document. If not, then it will automatically go to my favorite charity. In order for this to be considered accomplished, this young man will have to report to my attorney and confirm it. I hope you all rot in hell. Don”I sat there stunned and read it again. I had never read a letter full of such hate and disgust. It sounded like a bitter, angry old man and was nothing like the man that Gwen had described a few times. “Uh, this is a very strange letter.”Mrs. Thurman nodded. “Yes, it is. First, I want to say something on our behalf. I never cheated on Don. I have no idea where he got his ideas from, but over the last couple of years he became jealous and saw every man who I talked to as a possible adulterer of mine. Sheila and Gaby are not tramps either. I would imagine that they had a healthy sex life at college because that's the way things are nowadays. I spoke to them and neither of them understands the comment about the neighborhood. We are not tramps.”I looked at her and then Gwen. “I have no reason to doubt you. However, this is a very strange situation.” I looked down at my hands. “Mrs. Thurman. I love your daughter more than anything. As soon as we were a steady item I considered that I was only going to be with her. We have been monogamous for a long time. I do not want to hurt her or cheat on her, so I'm having a hard time considering this.”She looked at me and sighed. “I know. I knew that Gwen would come home with a very nice man.”“Thank you.”“You're welcome. However, I cannot imagine giving up the money that Don accrued over our lifetime. I was a stay at home mother and raised three daughters. I went to all his social events. When I could go back to work, he was making enough that he asked me to stay home. I agreed and continued to support him. I thought I would get his estate after agreeing to that. But since I didn't, I now find that I cannot support myself or even this house on what I am earning in my job. I was hoping to keep this big house in the family and continue to live in this nice neighborhood and enjoy life, but without the rest of his estate I cannot do it. I know that my daughters each deserve a piece of this, so we talked about it over the last year and a half, to make sure we knew where we stood. We all agree that it's worth it to do this just this one time for our families.”“What about contesting it? This is very irregular? Why not contest it and get it thrown out? I cannot imagine any judge upholding something like this.”Mrs. Thurman looked at her hands, pulling on them, twisting them in nervousness. “I asked a friend who is a lawyer about this. He said we could. However, there is an attachment that I didn't give you. On it is the list of people he accuses us of cheating and having affairs with. I could probably live with it, but there are very nice, responsible members of the community on there. What happens when this comes out in court? You know that in today's world it would come out or they would be called to contradict my husband's allegations. And it would definitely be a juicy news item. These people would be ruined, maybe even their marriages disrupted, by a jealous old man's fantasies. I cannot think about that. The same is true of my daughters. He names people the same way. I'm sorry, but I won't do that even if you refuse. I just hope we can convince you to do it.”When she finished I considered what I had heard.“I'm sorry Mrs. Thurman. I can see you are in a tough spot. I can commiserate with you about this, but there are still dangers besides the personal issues. Can I tell you an old joke?”She looked puzzled. “Sure.”“It's one I heard a long time ago.” I sat forward. “A man was at a bar where he met a very desirable young lady. After a few drinks he leaned over and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a million dollars?' She looked at him and thought about it, but eventually said yes. He smiled and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a hundred dollars?' She looked aghast and said, ‘What do you think I am a whore?' He smiled and said, ‘We've already established that, now we're just bickering over price.'” I sat back and watched Mrs. Thurman.“So are you saying that this makes us whores?” She was not happy.“No, I'm saying this may be his way of proving the point that he believes that you are and that this is a dangerous thing we are doing. The final amendment is still unknown to you, right?”She looked at me carefully. “Right. We can't see it until it's time to declare that we have accomplished the first part or decide to protest it.”“This is a very dangerous thing.” I was worried about what the real goal of such a vicious man would be. Is this really what he wants? He wants them to be whores to prove that they are? Is that really a test?She came right back at me. “But what choice do we have? If we do not do this before you two are married, we don't even get a chance at the rest of his estate. I should have some of that, don't you think?”“I agree that you should get some of the estate, Mrs.Thurman. I'm sure that I would want it if I was a family member. However, I'm just not sure that I can do this. Gwen?”Gwen looked up at everyone. She had been particularly quiet sitting there. “John, I love you. I want you to be faithful to me. However, I don't know how I can say no to my family on this.”I watched her carefully. She fidgeted and wrung her hands. She was very uncomfortable… as was I. “So if we do this, what's the plan?”Mrs. Thurman looked around. “Sheila, Gaby, and I already drew straws long ago to determine the order. I am supposed to go first, then Sheila, and then Gaby. You will sleep with each of us one night for the next three.”I looked over at Sheila and Gaby. They were also fidgeting and unable to meet my eyes. “Are you two willing to do this, considering you are married?”Sheila looked up and around. She opened her mouth and hesitated. Finally, she said, “Yeah, I guess so.”Gaby stared at me until she realized I was waiting for her to answer individually. She was staring at me as she answered. “No choice.”I went over and kneeled in front of Gwen. “Gwen, you must be absolutely sure that you can handle this. Saying now that you want me to do it and having to remember this for the rest of your life are two different things. Are you going to be able to face the fact that I had sex with the rest of your family?”“I don't know. I just think that I have no choice.”I stood up. “Okay, I'll do it.”Everyone visibly relaxed for a moment, and then the mood got tense as everyone realized what was coming. Mrs. Thurman spoke first. “Okay. It's 8pm. Everyone get to bed and let's get this over with. John, you can come to my room about 10. Is that okay?”“Fine.” I watched Gwen and saw her flinch at that. I went to her and took her by the hand. I led her upstairs and into her bedroom. I sat her on the bed and kneeled in front of her. “Any time you change your mind, you let me know, okay?”She nodded. “I'll be fine.”I leaned over and hugged her. “I'm not sure about that, but if we love each other, we'll get thru this.”She nodded glumly and looked up at me. “You think so?”“I know so. I'm not allowed to take that ring back if you remember correctly.”She smiled a little. “That's correct.”We got ready for bed and I put on the pajamas that I had brought. I usually slept in the nude, but made sure I brought them for being at her house. Her mother and family were allowing us to sleep together, which I initially thought was very modern. Now I wondered if that was just because of the situation they were in.Gwen got quieter and quieter as 10pm approached. She clung to me and we lay there hugging each other. She finally looked up at about two minutes before. “I love you. I want you to take care of them. They are my family and they deserve your respect and love just like me.”I stared into her eyes. “You are so good to them. I hope they realize what this means to you.”She buried her head in my shoulder. “I hope so, too.”She finally pushed me away. “Okay. Go to Mom.”I stood and she lay there staring at me, a single tear leaking down the side of her face toward me. This made me angry and was fucking with my head. I didn't know if I should go or not. She gave me a wan smile and “Go. We have to do this.”I left her and went down to her mother's room. She was already in bed and waiting. When I entered she looked up and I walked over to her bed. She took a deep breath and patted the bed. I started to climb in.“Wait!” I looked up at the way she said it. “The pajamas.” She indicated that I was still wearing my pajamas. I knew she wanted me to take them off, but she couldn't say the words.I stripped and watched her as my soft dick came into view. She looked up at me and smiled. I climbed in and she cuddled up next to me. She was naked.She pushed herself up on one elbow and looked at me seriously. “I want to thank you for this. We'll make this quick and then you can go and comfort Gwen. I know this is hard on both of you.”I nodded as she leaned in and kissed me. She kissed me and immediately reached for my cock. She was not shy, that's for sure. We kissed and she fondled me and I finally put my hand up to grasp one of her tits. She moaned and pulled back, closing her eyes. I kept fondling it, running my fingers over the nipple and then lightly squeezing it. She groaned and fell back flat. I looked down as the blankets fell away from her body. Her tits sagged a little, but were nice and full. The nipples had large dark areola, with a short hard nub. They were sensitive, too. I leaned over and took one into my mouth. She groaned and held my head. She kept her eyes closed and I wondered if that was so that she didn't have to look at me or if she was just trying to enjoy the sex. She suddenly sat up and pushed me back.“Let me do some oral first. I want to satisfy all the requirements properly. I know that we could just go thru the motions, but we'd better make sure we do it right or I could blow this opportunity… to get the estate.” She added the last part as she thought I might misunderstand what she meant by the opportunity. She dove down and engulfed my dick in a flash. It was my turn to groan. She sucked me only a couple of minutes, licking around the crown and fondling my balls, so that I was soon as hard as I could get. She was quite good at it. She sat back. “Okay, let's do this in doggy position. You can start in my pussy and then before you cum, move to my ass. I want to get this all over with immediately.”“Okay.” Was there anything else to say? She knew exactly how she wanted this to go and talked about it so easily I was a little shocked.She turned over and grabbed something from the nightstand. She handed it to me. “Lube. I haven't had sex in two years, so my pussy should be fine, but I haven't had anal in a very long time.” Suddenly she was very frank and open about all this.Being tight made sense if she was truly as faithful as she said and I had no reason to doubt her. As she got on all fours, I examined the rest of her body. She was actually very attractive and took good care of herself. She had a couple extra pounds, but her shape was good and her ass was fucking hot. It made me think of Gwen and the fact that the genes she got meant she was going to look this good for a long time. I looked down and grabbed my dick and thought that although this was a chore, it was going to be an enjoyable one. I just couldn't let Gwen know that.I moved up behind her and she looked over her shoulder. “Remember, go slow. It's been a long time.” I nodded and she turned again. “Oh, call me Ann. I won't be able to take you calling me Mrs. Thurman.”I chuckled. “Okay, Ann,” and I slapped her ass a little.“Oh, that's good. I love a little ass-slapping with my sex.”I obliged her and slapped her other cheek. She grinned as she looked over her shoulder. I moved up behind her and slowly ran the head of my dick around her gash, picking up the lubrication. She groaned and put her head down. I moved my cock forward, working it slowly into her. Damn! She was right, she felt very small and tight. I set myself into position and grabbed her by the hips. I slowly started working more and more of my dick into her. She started moaning and thrusting back. It appeared that she was having no problem enjoying our moment, even though I was engaged to her daughter. I looked down at my dick, hard and enjoying Mrs. Thurman. That fucker always had a mind of its own and pussy was pussy to that one-eyed monster.“Oh, fuck, it's been so long.” She groaned and kept pushing back.Soon I was buried in her and it felt wonderful. I knew that this had to be a quick fuck if I was going to get it into her ass. I started fucking her and she immediately picked up the pace. She was thrusting back against me, ensuring that I buried my dick in her. I slapped her on the ass again and she groaned and increased her speed. I slapped her ass a few more times and less than three or four minutes into fucking she had an orgasm. I managed to hold off and just held still while she calmed down. She eventually did and then turned and looked at me.“Okay, stud, now take my ass and cum in it. We can be finished by 11pm.”I smiled and slapped her on the ass. She grinned and I knew that this was going to be an odd relationship in the future.I picked up the lube that I had put on the bed next to me and without taking my dick out, started working it around her little pink hole. It was also tight, but I managed to work my index finger in and fuck her with it. I added more lube and worked two fingers in.“Okay, get to the fucking!” She was getting impatient. I had her bent over, my hard dick in her pussy and two fingers in her ass. I think she was horny as hell.“Okay, Ann. Here we go.” I pulled my fingers out and then extracted my dick. I ran my lubed fingers over my dick to add it to her natural lubrication and lined it up. She put her head down and steadied herself as the head met her asshole. I rolled my hips, working it around her ass at different angles and then started to push. She held her body tightly still, not giving at all. I had never had anal sex, so I had no experience at how hard to push. I kept pushing harder and harder until her ring gave up and let my dick in. When it went in, about three inches went in. I was going to do just the head, but once it slipped in all the pressure I was applying meant it went in pretty quickly before I could stop. Ann groaned.“Oh, fuck, that's big. It's been years since someone had my ass.”I grinned. “Well, here comes the rest.” I started thrusting and would pull back until I could feel the crown hit the inside of her asshole, and then I would bury it in an additional inch until I was totally fucking her asshole. She was moaning and murmuring how good it felt to do this again, and I knew that I didn't have long. “Shit, I'm going to cum, Ann.”“Okay, do it!” Ann started furiously rubbing her clit and I thrust a few more times and she hit her orgasm just before me. She started trembling and her ass was flexing the muscle and that put me over the top.“Oh, fuck!” I groaned and thrust with each spurt, burying my dick into her and filling her up. I must have done that 10 times, but the last 5 there was no spunk left, just the desire to keep thrusting and feeling that tight ring squeeze my dick.Finally, I collapsed onto her back, pushing us both flat on the bed. I was laying on her and we were both breathing hard. She turned so she could see part of my face. “That was wonderful. I hope Gwen appreciates you.”“She does.” I whispered. My dick was slowly shrinking and suddenly it popped out of her ass. “Oh.” It felt so sensitive coming out of her ass.“Oh, god, I think you filled me up. Get up and let me go to the bathroom.”I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes. It was very good. I just wondered if it would affect my ability to have sex with Gwen. I didn't want to have this sudden image of her mother's ass as I filled it with cum.I heard the toilet flush and heard Ann pad back into the room. I then felt something warm and wet and opened my eyes. Ann was cleaning up my dick with a warm washcloth. When she finished she put it back in the sink and came back to lie down next to me. She looked directly at me when she spoke. “Thank you for doing this. I know it was for the money, but I really did enjoy it.”“Me, too, Ann. I hope we can get past this. I still love your daughter.”Ann smiled. “Of course. Listen. If you want to lie to Gwen, just tell her that we talked, but couldn't bring ourselves to have sex. It may make it easier for her if she doesn't think about you having sex with her mother.”I thought about that. “Maybe, but I don't want to lie to her. Besides, she will know what I tell the lawyer.”“I understand,” was all she said as she continued to stare at me. “Are you going to go back now so that we can act like we didn't do it or that it wasn't fun?”I looked at her. She was still very beautiful. “So it was fun?”She grinned. “You know it was. I loved it. I haven't had sex since Don got sick.” She looked at me with doe eyes. “Unless you need to confirm that we have fulfilled the requirement.”Oh, fuck! She wanted me to fuck her again! “No, I think I should get back.”“Okay. Thanks, lover.”I looked at her. “Please don't call me that. It's not right.”She looked away. “Sorry.” She looked back and patted me on the arm. “You go and tell Gwen whatever you want. Just as long as you tell the truth to Don's lawyer.”“Okay. I'm going to go.”I got up and quickly dressed and as I left I looked over at Mrs. Thurman. She flashed me a fleshy tit. Fuck!I got back to Gwen's room and she was asleep – or so I thought. When I got into bed she turned to me and I could make out her eyes in the dark. She was staring at me. “Is everything okay?”I turned to her. “Yeah, everything's fine. Your mother and I talked and talked and we realized we couldn't do it. I'm going to have to lie to the lawyer, but I would rather do that than hurt you.”She stared at me. “Thank you. I love you.” She snuggled up to me and relaxed.I stared at the ceiling. Shit! I had lied to her about this. If it ever came out she would go ballistic. I couldn't take it back now and she would feel like I was hiding something if she found out after believing that nothing happened. I really was in a fix now. I would just have to deal with it and live with it the rest of my life, because I didn't want to let this beauty go. But I also had two more women to go, her sisters. This was going to be an interesting but stressful weekend.to be continued, by deadeye_76 for Literotica.

Man must audition sexually for fiancee's family. (part 1)by  deadeye_76, listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, 2010:“Your family wants me to do what?!?!” I said this in a harsh whisper to my fiancé. We were in her bedroom at her family home on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, having gone there for the weekend. What she had just told me was shocking. I couldn't believe my ears and she was sitting there looking shocked and stunned herself, tears forming in her eyes. I started pacing and thinking about what I should say. But first, let me tell you how we got to this point.Fall, 2009 I met my fiancé the year after we both graduated from college. We were working at the same company, both at the entry level, her in the Human Resources department and me as a database administrator.One Friday as the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays approached, some of the folks from the company went to a happy hour. There were many people there and I noticed Gwen right away. She was a little reticent to get caught up in the unbridled joy (or stupidity depending on your point of view) that some people were exhibiting. She was smiling and laughing, but seemed a little reserved. She was blonde, very pale, and had a tiny bone structure. She looked to be no taller than about 5'2", but I couldn't tell for sure. I went over to the table where she was sitting and said hello to one of the guys that was there that I already knew. I was hoping for, and received, an introduction to her. I noticed that her eyes were a little green, but seemed to run toward hazel. They also captivated me and I caught myself staring at her a few times.Soon it was approaching 8pm and we had been there since about 5:30, so I decided to go to the restaurant next door and get some dinner. I told my friend this and then looked at Gwen. I was never very aggressive with my approach to women and was a little shy about asking, but somehow I managed to ask her if she wanted to join me. She looked down at her drink and then over at her friends who were, in my mind, making fools of themselves in front of some of the company managers. She looked at me and smiled. She agreed and I was inwardly thankful that I had gotten up the nerve.When she stood, I got a better look at her. She was maybe 5'4" and 110 lbs. She looked to be athletic and in good condition. She moved like an athlete and since I played baseball in college, I figured she might have played some sport, too. She was wearing nice jeans that accentuated her slender stature and tight butt.Over the next couple weeks we dated a little casually, nothing too formal. We were taking it slow, mostly because she wanted to. I wanted to take it slow for a while, but being around her was driving me nuts. She seemed to ooze some pheromone that was making me hornier than usual. She was also living alone in a nice apartment while I was living with a roommate. She must have come from money, but she never told me anything about her family or situation.For Christmas, Gwen was going to be heading home to be with her family. She had finally told me some things about them. I had learned that her father had died last summer and her mother lived alone in a big house. Her two sisters were older than her and married. The oldest had two children and the younger one just one child. They were all going to be there for Christmas and I could tell she was looking forward to being with family. Just before she left, I took her to a very fancy, very upscale place. I told her to dress up and she didn't disappoint.Things progressed quickly from there. I found that while she was a little demure in public, she was, underneath it, a fiery, opinionated, outspoken woman – and I was slowly falling in love with her. She told me one night in May that she was in love with me and watched me closely. I could feel her gaze as she carefully watched how I responded. I just smiled, stared back into those eyes, and told her I loved her, too. Apparently, I passed her test because she ripped my clothes off and had her way with me – several times that night. It took a week to wipe the grin off my face.By July, we had become a couple that people described with both our names. It was only a matter of time, in my mind, before we got engaged. I decided that the best time would be after she returned from her summer vacation with her family and me with mine, which made it Labor Day weekend. We were both going to see our families the last week of August, separately, and would be back for that weekend. I had a key to her place so I set it up in a manner that she would appreciate. We were both hopeless romantics and I knew she would really appreciate the effort.I shook my head. She and her mother were close. Her father had died the previous year and they had become even closer. I loved her for that, too.She finally put her phone down and went over and plunked down on the bed. “Okay, let's eat something here.” She eyed me. “Somebody is going to need their strength.”I grinned and reached into the pocket of my robe for the last part of her surprise. She was just finishing her first cracker and had reached for her champagne. I put my left hand on her arm and stopped her. She looked up at me questioningly. I smiled and slid off the bed onto my knees. She was still looking puzzled until I held up the small ring box.I was unprepared for her reaction. She screeched and threw herself at me. She tackled me better than anyone had when I played football and ended up on top of me. I was being assaulted by lips for the next 2 minutes. She kissed me on the mouth, all over my face, and then my neck, before returning to my mouth. Finally she sat up and grabbed the box that I was still holding.I grinned at her. “Is that a yes?”She ripped the ring out of the box and put it on her finger before she answered me. She looked down at me and smiled. “That was a hell, yes, don't you ever think about taking it back.”By November, we had made arrangements to spend Thanksgiving with her family. And that's where we ended up today. We are sitting in her bedroom trying to wrap our arms around what her mother had just told her. It was unthinkable to me. Her mother had told her that her two older sisters both had sexual duds for husbands. The husbands were not adventuresome, were not good at taking care of their wives' needs, and were not interested in even learning how to please them. Her mother had told Gwen that therefore, since just she and the three girls were there that Thanksgiving, having left the families to visit the other relatives, she and Gwen's two sisters were going to audition me to be a good husband. They would each spend a night with me to ensure that I knew how to take care of a woman sexually.I thought and thought about what to say. Her mother and sisters were attractive enough. There was nothing disgusting about it physically, but something didn't seem right. How was I supposed to answer this? Her mother had become Gwen's closest friend since her father died, so she was shocked and dismayed. I guess there was only one thing to say.“Gwen. I don't like it, but I will do whatever you say. If you want me to do it, I can handle it, but only if you can. If you say no, I'll back you 100%. I have no idea what you think, but I'm behind you. Tell me what you think and what you think we should do.”So here we are, Gwen and I. We are sitting in her bedroom trying to wrap our arms around what her mother had just told her. It was unthinkable to me. Her mother had told her that her two older sisters both had sexual duds for husbands. The husbands were not adventuresome, were not good at taking care of their wives' needs, and were not interested in even learning how to please them. Her mother had told Gwen that therefore, since just she and the three girls were there that Thanksgiving, having left the families to visit the other relatives, she and Gwen's two sisters were going to audition me to be a good husband. They would each spend a night with me to ensure that I knew how to take care of a woman sexually.I thought and thought about what to say. Her mother and sisters were attractive enough. There was nothing disgusting about it physically, but something didn't seem right. And how was I supposed to answer this? Her mother had become Gwen's closest friend since her father died, so she was shocked and dismayed. I guess there was only one thing to say.“Gwen. I don't like it, but I will do whatever you say. If you want me to do it, I can handle it, but only if you can. If you say no, I'll back you 100%. I have no idea what you think, but I'm behind you. Tell me what you think and what you think we should do.”Gwen looked up at me. I hated laying it on her, but I had to know what she was thinking. “This is all a lie. There's more to it than what you have been told. C'mon.” She held out her hand and I took it.Gwen led me into the dining room where her mother and sisters were sitting, sipping wine and waiting for my answer. They looked almost as tense as Gwen, but I could not figure out why. There was definitely something more going on here.Gwen led me straight to her mother. “Mom, I want you to tell John the truth about this. Show him the paper.” Her mother hesitated and just looked back and forth between us. “Now!”I had never seen Gwen this demonstrative with her mother and her mother must not have either. She jumped when Gwen said that. “Okay, honey. But he has to agree to keep this a secret, okay?” She looked at Gwen and then at me.I was unable to understand what they might be talking about. I looked at her and then Gwen. “Sure. I can keep a secret.”Mrs. Thurman got up and walked over to a drawer in a small secretarial desk. She opened a drawer and pulled out an envelope. She walked back over to us and stood there looking at Gwen. She finally took a deep breath and handed it to Gwen. “We have to proceed very carefully.” She looked at everyone. “Sit down, John. Okay, Gwen, show him.”Gwen turned to me and handed me the envelope. “Please, please, read this completely before you say anything.”“Sure.” I didn't know what else to say. What the hell was in this envelope? She let go of the envelope as I took it and sat down.I opened the envelope and read the letter that was inside.“Ann, I know that I am dying at this time. There is nothing more that can be done about it. However, I have a few things to get off my chest. First, I know that you are a slut and that you have been having affairs for the last few years. I also know that your first two daughters are sluts as well. They have fucked every man they can at college, and they have even branched out around our neighborhood. I just hope that you three do not corrupt Gwen as she gets older. I will be dying soon and I cannot do anything about what fucking whores you three have come, but I can at least make you three do one thing. I can withhold my estate from you. I have a plan that I have come up with to prove a point. I am going to withhold everything except a $50,000 annual allowance for Ann, from all of you. Only when you carry out these instructions will the remaining part of the estate, currently valued at $35,000,000.00, be released to be shared by all of you as I dictate in an additional amendment to my will. Here's the plan. Someday soon, Gwen will come home with a man she wants to marry. In order for the remainder of my estate to be issued to you fucking tramps, you will have to each fuck and suck this man before the wedding. One night alone with each of you should do it. The requirement is that you have to give up all three orifices to him. I don't care what you tell Gwen or if you don't, but if you do this, to prove my point, the remainder of my estate will be released according to the additional document. If not, then it will automatically go to my favorite charity. In order for this to be considered accomplished, this young man will have to report to my attorney and confirm it. I hope you all rot in hell. Don”I sat there stunned and read it again. I had never read a letter full of such hate and disgust. It sounded like a bitter, angry old man and was nothing like the man that Gwen had described a few times. “Uh, this is a very strange letter.”Mrs. Thurman nodded. “Yes, it is. First, I want to say something on our behalf. I never cheated on Don. I have no idea where he got his ideas from, but over the last couple of years he became jealous and saw every man who I talked to as a possible adulterer of mine. Sheila and Gaby are not tramps either. I would imagine that they had a healthy sex life at college because that's the way things are nowadays. I spoke to them and neither of them understands the comment about the neighborhood. We are not tramps.”I looked at her and then Gwen. “I have no reason to doubt you. However, this is a very strange situation.” I looked down at my hands. “Mrs. Thurman. I love your daughter more than anything. As soon as we were a steady item I considered that I was only going to be with her. We have been monogamous for a long time. I do not want to hurt her or cheat on her, so I'm having a hard time considering this.”She looked at me and sighed. “I know. I knew that Gwen would come home with a very nice man.”“Thank you.”“You're welcome. However, I cannot imagine giving up the money that Don accrued over our lifetime. I was a stay at home mother and raised three daughters. I went to all his social events. When I could go back to work, he was making enough that he asked me to stay home. I agreed and continued to support him. I thought I would get his estate after agreeing to that. But since I didn't, I now find that I cannot support myself or even this house on what I am earning in my job. I was hoping to keep this big house in the family and continue to live in this nice neighborhood and enjoy life, but without the rest of his estate I cannot do it. I know that my daughters each deserve a piece of this, so we talked about it over the last year and a half, to make sure we knew where we stood. We all agree that it's worth it to do this just this one time for our families.”“What about contesting it? This is very irregular? Why not contest it and get it thrown out? I cannot imagine any judge upholding something like this.”Mrs. Thurman looked at her hands, pulling on them, twisting them in nervousness. “I asked a friend who is a lawyer about this. He said we could. However, there is an attachment that I didn't give you. On it is the list of people he accuses us of cheating and having affairs with. I could probably live with it, but there are very nice, responsible members of the community on there. What happens when this comes out in court? You know that in today's world it would come out or they would be called to contradict my husband's allegations. And it would definitely be a juicy news item. These people would be ruined, maybe even their marriages disrupted, by a jealous old man's fantasies. I cannot think about that. The same is true of my daughters. He names people the same way. I'm sorry, but I won't do that even if you refuse. I just hope we can convince you to do it.”When she finished I considered what I had heard.“I'm sorry Mrs. Thurman. I can see you are in a tough spot. I can commiserate with you about this, but there are still dangers besides the personal issues. Can I tell you an old joke?”She looked puzzled. “Sure.”“It's one I heard a long time ago.” I sat forward. “A man was at a bar where he met a very desirable young lady. After a few drinks he leaned over and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a million dollars?' She looked at him and thought about it, but eventually said yes. He smiled and asked her, ‘Will you have sex with me for a hundred dollars?' She looked aghast and said, ‘What do you think I am a whore?' He smiled and said, ‘We've already established that, now we're just bickering over price.'” I sat back and watched Mrs. Thurman.“So are you saying that this makes us whores?” She was not happy.“No, I'm saying this may be his way of proving the point that he believes that you are and that this is a dangerous thing we are doing. The final amendment is still unknown to you, right?”She looked at me carefully. “Right. We can't see it until it's time to declare that we have accomplished the first part or decide to protest it.”“This is a very dangerous thing.” I was worried about what the real goal of such a vicious man would be. Is this really what he wants? He wants them to be whores to prove that they are? Is that really a test?She came right back at me. “But what choice do we have? If we do not do this before you two are married, we don't even get a chance at the rest of his estate. I should have some of that, don't you think?”“I agree that you should get some of the estate, Mrs.Thurman. I'm sure that I would want it if I was a family member. However, I'm just not sure that I can do this. Gwen?”Gwen looked up at everyone. She had been particularly quiet sitting there. “John, I love you. I want you to be faithful to me. However, I don't know how I can say no to my family on this.”I watched her carefully. She fidgeted and wrung her hands. She was very uncomfortable… as was I. “So if we do this, what's the plan?”Mrs. Thurman looked around. “Sheila, Gaby, and I already drew straws long ago to determine the order. I am supposed to go first, then Sheila, and then Gaby. You will sleep with each of us one night for the next three.”I looked over at Sheila and Gaby. They were also fidgeting and unable to meet my eyes. “Are you two willing to do this, considering you are married?”Sheila looked up and around. She opened her mouth and hesitated. Finally, she said, “Yeah, I guess so.”Gaby stared at me until she realized I was waiting for her to answer individually. She was staring at me as she answered. “No choice.”I went over and kneeled in front of Gwen. “Gwen, you must be absolutely sure that you can handle this. Saying now that you want me to do it and having to remember this for the rest of your life are two different things. Are you going to be able to face the fact that I had sex with the rest of your family?”“I don't know. I just think that I have no choice.”I stood up. “Okay, I'll do it.”Everyone visibly relaxed for a moment, and then the mood got tense as everyone realized what was coming. Mrs. Thurman spoke first. “Okay. It's 8pm. Everyone get to bed and let's get this over with. John, you can come to my room about 10. Is that okay?”“Fine.” I watched Gwen and saw her flinch at that. I went to her and took her by the hand. I led her upstairs and into her bedroom. I sat her on the bed and kneeled in front of her. “Any time you change your mind, you let me know, okay?”She nodded. “I'll be fine.”I leaned over and hugged her. “I'm not sure about that, but if we love each other, we'll get thru this.”She nodded glumly and looked up at me. “You think so?”“I know so. I'm not allowed to take that ring back if you remember correctly.”She smiled a little. “That's correct.”We got ready for bed and I put on the pajamas that I had brought. I usually slept in the nude, but made sure I brought them for being at her house. Her mother and family were allowing us to sleep together, which I initially thought was very modern. Now I wondered if that was just because of the situation they were in.Gwen got quieter and quieter as 10pm approached. She clung to me and we lay there hugging each other. She finally looked up at about two minutes before. “I love you. I want you to take care of them. They are my family and they deserve your respect and love just like me.”I stared into her eyes. “You are so good to them. I hope they realize what this means to you.”She buried her head in my shoulder. “I hope so, too.”She finally pushed me away. “Okay. Go to Mom.”I stood and she lay there staring at me, a single tear leaking down the side of her face toward me. This made me angry and was fucking with my head. I didn't know if I should go or not. She gave me a wan smile and “Go. We have to do this.”I left her and went down to her mother's room. She was already in bed and waiting. When I entered she looked up and I walked over to her bed. She took a deep breath and patted the bed. I started to climb in.“Wait!” I looked up at the way she said it. “The pajamas.” She indicated that I was still wearing my pajamas. I knew she wanted me to take them off, but she couldn't say the words.I stripped and watched her as my soft dick came into view. She looked up at me and smiled. I climbed in and she cuddled up next to me. She was naked.She pushed herself up on one elbow and looked at me seriously. “I want to thank you for this. We'll make this quick and then you can go and comfort Gwen. I know this is hard on both of you.”I nodded as she leaned in and kissed me. She kissed me and immediately reached for my cock. She was not shy, that's for sure. We kissed and she fondled me and I finally put my hand up to grasp one of her tits. She moaned and pulled back, closing her eyes. I kept fondling it, running my fingers over the nipple and then lightly squeezing it. She groaned and fell back flat. I looked down as the blankets fell away from her body. Her tits sagged a little, but were nice and full. The nipples had large dark areola, with a short hard nub. They were sensitive, too. I leaned over and took one into my mouth. She groaned and held my head. She kept her eyes closed and I wondered if that was so that she didn't have to look at me or if she was just trying to enjoy the sex. She suddenly sat up and pushed me back.“Let me do some oral first. I want to satisfy all the requirements properly. I know that we could just go thru the motions, but we'd better make sure we do it right or I could blow this opportunity… to get the estate.” She added the last part as she thought I might misunderstand what she meant by the opportunity. She dove down and engulfed my dick in a flash. It was my turn to groan. She sucked me only a couple of minutes, licking around the crown and fondling my balls, so that I was soon as hard as I could get. She was quite good at it. She sat back. “Okay, let's do this in doggy position. You can start in my pussy and then before you cum, move to my ass. I want to get this all over with immediately.”“Okay.” Was there anything else to say? She knew exactly how she wanted this to go and talked about it so easily I was a little shocked.She turned over and grabbed something from the nightstand. She handed it to me. “Lube. I haven't had sex in two years, so my pussy should be fine, but I haven't had anal in a very long time.” Suddenly she was very frank and open about all this.Being tight made sense if she was truly as faithful as she said and I had no reason to doubt her. As she got on all fours, I examined the rest of her body. She was actually very attractive and took good care of herself. She had a couple extra pounds, but her shape was good and her ass was fucking hot. It made me think of Gwen and the fact that the genes she got meant she was going to look this good for a long time. I looked down and grabbed my dick and thought that although this was a chore, it was going to be an enjoyable one. I just couldn't let Gwen know that.I moved up behind her and she looked over her shoulder. “Remember, go slow. It's been a long time.” I nodded and she turned again. “Oh, call me Ann. I won't be able to take you calling me Mrs. Thurman.”I chuckled. “Okay, Ann,” and I slapped her ass a little.“Oh, that's good. I love a little ass-slapping with my sex.”I obliged her and slapped her other cheek. She grinned as she looked over her shoulder. I moved up behind her and slowly ran the head of my dick around her gash, picking up the lubrication. She groaned and put her head down. I moved my cock forward, working it slowly into her. Damn! She was right, she felt very small and tight. I set myself into position and grabbed her by the hips. I slowly started working more and more of my dick into her. She started moaning and thrusting back. It appeared that she was having no problem enjoying our moment, even though I was engaged to her daughter. I looked down at my dick, hard and enjoying Mrs. Thurman. That fucker always had a mind of its own and pussy was pussy to that one-eyed monster.“Oh, fuck, it's been so long.” She groaned and kept pushing back.Soon I was buried in her and it felt wonderful. I knew that this had to be a quick fuck if I was going to get it into her ass. I started fucking her and she immediately picked up the pace. She was thrusting back against me, ensuring that I buried my dick in her. I slapped her on the ass again and she groaned and increased her speed. I slapped her ass a few more times and less than three or four minutes into fucking she had an orgasm. I managed to hold off and just held still while she calmed down. She eventually did and then turned and looked at me.“Okay, stud, now take my ass and cum in it. We can be finished by 11pm.”I smiled and slapped her on the ass. She grinned and I knew that this was going to be an odd relationship in the future.I picked up the lube that I had put on the bed next to me and without taking my dick out, started working it around her little pink hole. It was also tight, but I managed to work my index finger in and fuck her with it. I added more lube and worked two fingers in.“Okay, get to the fucking!” She was getting impatient. I had her bent over, my hard dick in her pussy and two fingers in her ass. I think she was horny as hell.“Okay, Ann. Here we go.” I pulled my fingers out and then extracted my dick. I ran my lubed fingers over my dick to add it to her natural lubrication and lined it up. She put her head down and steadied herself as the head met her asshole. I rolled my hips, working it around her ass at different angles and then started to push. She held her body tightly still, not giving at all. I had never had anal sex, so I had no experience at how hard to push. I kept pushing harder and harder until her ring gave up and let my dick in. When it went in, about three inches went in. I was going to do just the head, but once it slipped in all the pressure I was applying meant it went in pretty quickly before I could stop. Ann groaned.“Oh, fuck, that's big. It's been years since someone had my ass.”I grinned. “Well, here comes the rest.” I started thrusting and would pull back until I could feel the crown hit the inside of her asshole, and then I would bury it in an additional inch until I was totally fucking her asshole. She was moaning and murmuring how good it felt to do this again, and I knew that I didn't have long. “Shit, I'm going to cum, Ann.”“Okay, do it!” Ann started furiously rubbing her clit and I thrust a few more times and she hit her orgasm just before me. She started trembling and her ass was flexing the muscle and that put me over the top.“Oh, fuck!” I groaned and thrust with each spurt, burying my dick into her and filling her up. I must have done that 10 times, but the last 5 there was no spunk left, just the desire to keep thrusting and feeling that tight ring squeeze my dick.Finally, I collapsed onto her back, pushing us both flat on the bed. I was laying on her and we were both breathing hard. She turned so she could see part of my face. “That was wonderful. I hope Gwen appreciates you.”“She does.” I whispered. My dick was slowly shrinking and suddenly it popped out of her ass. “Oh.” It felt so sensitive coming out of her ass.“Oh, god, I think you filled me up. Get up and let me go to the bathroom.”I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes. It was very good. I just wondered if it would affect my ability to have sex with Gwen. I didn't want to have this sudden image of her mother's ass as I filled it with cum.I heard the toilet flush and heard Ann pad back into the room. I then felt something warm and wet and opened my eyes. Ann was cleaning up my dick with a warm washcloth. When she finished she put it back in the sink and came back to lie down next to me. She looked directly at me when she spoke. “Thank you for doing this. I know it was for the money, but I really did enjoy it.”“Me, too, Ann. I hope we can get past this. I still love your daughter.”Ann smiled. “Of course. Listen. If you want to lie to Gwen, just tell her that we talked, but couldn't bring ourselves to have sex. It may make it easier for her if she doesn't think about you having sex with her mother.”I thought about that. “Maybe, but I don't want to lie to her. Besides, she will know what I tell the lawyer.”“I understand,” was all she said as she continued to stare at me. “Are you going to go back now so that we can act like we didn't do it or that it wasn't fun?”I looked at her. She was still very beautiful. “So it was fun?”She grinned. “You know it was. I loved it. I haven't had sex since Don got sick.” She looked at me with doe eyes. “Unless you need to confirm that we have fulfilled the requirement.”Oh, fuck! She wanted me to fuck her again! “No, I think I should get back.”“Okay. Thanks, lover.”I looked at her. “Please don't call me that. It's not right.”She looked away. “Sorry.” She looked back and patted me on the arm. “You go and tell Gwen whatever you want. Just as long as you tell the truth to Don's lawyer.”“Okay. I'm going to go.”I got up and quickly dressed and as I left I looked over at Mrs. Thurman. She flashed me a fleshy tit. Fuck!I got back to Gwen's room and she was asleep – or so I thought. When I got into bed she turned to me and I could make out her eyes in the dark. She was staring at me. “Is everything okay?”I turned to her. “Yeah, everything's fine. Your mother and I talked and talked and we realized we couldn't do it. I'm going to have to lie to the lawyer, but I would rather do that than hurt you.”She stared at me. “Thank you. I love you.” She snuggled up to me and relaxed.I stared at the ceiling. Shit! I had lied to her about this. If it ever came out she would go ballistic. I couldn't take it back now and she would feel like I was hiding something if she found out after believing that nothing happened. I really was in a fix now. I would just have to deal with it and live with it the rest of my life, because I didn't want to let this beauty go. But I also had two more women to go, her sisters. This was going to be an interesting but stressful weekend.to be continued, by deadeye_76 for Literotica.

In this podcast episode, host Karena Calhoun interviews guest Amy Thurman about her life experiences and how she is using her story to help others. Amy shares her journey of recovery after a major accident that resulted in a broken neck and a traumatic brain injury. She discusses the challenges she faced, including a period of darkness where she contemplated ending her life. However, Amy found the strength to fight and now uses her experience to inspire and guide others. She also talks about her involvement with a cosmetics and skincare company and her program called "Your Story in Stages," which helps people work through their emotions and learn from past traumas. The episode concludes with Karena expressing gratitude to Amy for sharing her story and spreading love to the world. Polish the Mirror, LLC Amy Thurman Instagram (@amycthurman) TikTok www.linkedin.com/in/amythurman Break through boundaries and craft your destiny. Join the

On June 22, 1932, a boy picking blackberries in rural Logan, West Virginia made a hideous discovery when he happened upon the dead and brutalized body of local woman, Mamie Thurman. At first glance, Mamie's murder resembled a gangland-style execution; she had been shot twice in the head and her throat had been slit from one side to the other, as though whoever killed her wanted to make sure she didn't survive.The murder shocked the small town of Logan. Mamie was well-known around town as a devoted wife to her husband, Jack, a local police officer, and a good Christian who was actively involved in her church and community organizations. Yet as news of the murder spread, so too did rumors of Mamie's infidelity and poor moral character. Ultimately, local Black handyman Charles Stephenson was arrested, tried, and convicted in a sensational trial that made national headlines. Yet many felt that conviction was obtained on questionable evidence and, in retrospect, largely the result of racial bias. Was Mamie Thurman really just an unfortunate victim of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, or was there a more personal element? Indeed, evidence suggests there was more going on in the case of Mamie's death than a simple murder and that a number of powerful men conspired to cover up the true motive for Mamie's death, allowing the true killer to walk free.Thank you to the wonderful David White, of the Bring Me the Axe pod, for research assistanceReferencesCharleston Daily Mail. 1932. "Negro was at killing scene." Charleston Daily Mail, June 27: 1.—. 1932. "Pair guarded in Logan case." Charleston Daily Mail, June 26: 1.—. 1932. "Tests show blood in Logan official's car." Charleston Daily Mail, July 28: 1.—. 1932. "Two men accused of Logan murder." Charleston Daily Mail, June 23: 1.—. 1932. "Two more questioned in Logan murder case." Charleston Daily Mail, June 24: 1.Davis, F. Keith. 2021. Secret Life and Brutal Death of Mamie Thurman. Charleston, WV: Quarrier Press.Hinton Daily News. 1932. "Large crowd at hearing of Logan men." Hinton Daily News, June 25: 1.State of West Virginia vs. Clarence Stevenson. 1933. 172 S.E. 533; 7621 (Supreme Court of West Virginia, December 16).See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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Ohio State had a chance to play some depth against Michigan State and it gave the Buckeyes a valuable look into the future of the program.What players stepped up and showed signs of their potential impact in Columbus?Welcome to THE Podcast Daily for Wednesday, Nov. 15, 2023.

This week, we're joined by George Thurman, the founder of Women Drive Electric. George created the Women Drive Electric platform to provide a safe environment for women EV drivers, or women that want to find out more about electric vehicles. In this podcast, George will share the inspiration behind the platform, the challenges women face when it comes to electric vehicles, and what more can be done to encourage women to get behind the wheel of an EV. 

Jeanie delves into the profound thoughts of author Howard Thurman, who reminds us of the powerlessness we have in preventing others from loving us, as it is none of our business. Additionally, Thurman's wisdom encourages us to keep our hearts open, even in the face of closed doors.Support the showhttps://linktr.ee/freshouttaplans

Lori Thurman is a 1994 graduate of KWC and returned home to Wesleyan recently to serve as our Coordinator of Equity & Inclusion. Tune in to learn how the Sigma Kappa alumna's ever-evolving career path has prepared her to be a unique and qualified fit for her role on campus today.

In This Episode:Join us for another insightful session as we reconnect with Angela Thurman, making a third appearance on the PM Mastery podcast. Angela, with her rich background in aerospace and telecommunications, gives us a walkthrough of her history from an electrical engineer to the founder of a project management consulting firm. We discuss her latest venture - a robust Learning Management System (LMS) she introduced on her website aiming to provide project management training to clients and more.We discussed Angela's unique LMS, a white-label product designed to nurture essential project management skills. The platform is a treasure trove of resources, encapsulating self-paced courses on project management essentials and core project management skills curated with Angela's expert insights. Tune in to discover how Angela's platform includes learning with gamified features, fosters student interaction, and offers a versatile learning pace catering to both aspiring project managers and seasoned experts.Links:Connect with Angela on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/angelathurman/Visit Angela's website: https://thurmanco.com/Checkout Angela's new LMS system: https://thurmanco.com/training/Previous Interview with Angela - Episode #25Previous Interview with Angela - Episode #16For a full podcast episode list, visit here: PM-Mastery Podcast Episodes.For a full list of blog posts, go here: PM-Mastery Blog PostsPM-Mastery.com  PMI Talent Triangle: Technical /Ways of Working - (Learn More)

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"I highly recommend What Makes You Come Alive to churches, religious and educational institutions, and spiritual seekers everywhere who are looking for an inward journey that finds its home in the world of nature, people, and things." — Walter Earl Fluker - Editor and Director of the Howard Thurman Papers Project Dr. Lerita Coleman Brown is a retreat leader, speaker, spiritual companion, and professor emerita of psychology at Agnes Scott College. Professor Brown frequently speaks on contemplative spirituality and Howard Thurman. She is the author of What Makes You Come Alive: A Spiritual Walk with Howard Thurman and When the Heart Speaks, Listen: Discovering Inner Wisdom. She has been featured in PBS documentaries about Howard Thurman and the Black church. She lives in Stone Mountain, Georgia. In our conversation, Professor Brown and I talk about the life, mysticism, and work of Howard Thurman, as well as his affinity to emperor penguins. We talk about the contemplative imagination and depth of Thurman, his trust of the Spirit's activity, and what he called “Working Papers”. Professor Brown has embodied the teachings of Howard Thurman and breathes them out in her own styling and language. More than once in this conversation, Professor Brown opened a window for me that I had painted shut. That is a rare gift. Visit leritacolemanbrown.com Visit contemplify.com for shownotes, NonRequired Reading List, Lo-Fi & Hushed Contemplative Practices Sessions.

This week's episode of Good Girls Get Rich is brought to you by Uplevel Media CEO and LinkedIn expert, Karen Yankovich. In this episode, guest Amy Thurman shares lesson's in personal growth.  Amy Thurman, a Disabled Entrepreneur and Story Development Coach, specializes in empowering you to tap into your inner power to rewrite your life's story. She helps you discover the narrative you're telling yourself and equips you with the tools to transform that story into the one you desire to live; empowering you to confront and overcome whatever is incapacitating you. Although Amy was incapacitated by a life-altering neck injury, her resilience knows no bounds. Her journey of fighting back from despair to determination serves as an inspiring testament to the power of self-discovery and transformation. Based in Oklahoma, USA, Amy also offers clean, anti-aging, long-lasting, smudge-proof SeneGence cosmetics and skincare. #GoodGirlsGetRich  We want to hear your thoughts on this episode! Leave us a message on Speakpipe or email us at info@karenyankovich.com.   About the Episode: Hey there, lovely listeners! I'm thrilled to bring you a truly inspiring episode. I recently had the pleasure of sitting down with the incredible Amy Thurman, a phenomenal entrepreneur, speaker, and advocate for disabled entrepreneurs. Amy's story is nothing short of remarkable, illustrating the power of resilience, self-belief, and taking that crucial first step towards your dreams. Key Takeaways: Embracing Identity Shift: Amy passionately talks about the transformative journey of stepping into new roles and identities. She highlights the vital role of supportive communities and the profound impact they have on our personal growth. Overcoming Desperation with Confidence: Amy's journey began from a place of desperation, but it was her unwavering confidence and willingness to invest in herself that set her on her extraordinary path. Despite physical limitations due to a neck injury, Amy fearlessly embraced outreach, authentically connecting with people on LinkedIn and forming meaningful relationships. The Power of Vulnerability: Amy's authenticity resonated deeply with others, leading to numerous podcast interviews. By sharing her genuine story, she attracted clients and collaborators from around the world, proving that vulnerability can be a powerful tool in building authentic connections. Breaking Barriers Through Storytelling: Amy's focus now lies in empowering others through her story development coaching program. She guides individuals in overcoming personal challenges, helping them rewrite their narratives and empowering them to live the life they desire. Taking Action: Amy's journey serves as a shining example that consistent action, even within limited hours, can yield significant results. Her story is a testament to the power of determination, self-belief, and the unwavering support of a caring community. Conclusion: Amy Thurman's journey is a testament to the strength of the human spirit. Her story reminds us that regardless of the challenges we face, we have the power within us to overcome obstacles, achieve our dreams, and create the life we envision. As you listen to her inspiring tale, I encourage you to reflect on how you can tap into your inner strength, overcome hurdles, and manifest your deepest desires. Thank you for joining us today. Remember, your journey is unique, but you are never alone. Stay inspired, keep believing in yourself, and take those courageous steps toward your dreams. Until next time, keep shining bright!   Episode Spotlights: Where to find everything for this week's episode: https://karenyankovich.com/255   Magical Quotes from the Episode: "There's a power inside you; you just have to be willing to open yourself up to access it and do what it takes." – Amy Thurman "Taking that next step and investing in yourself, having the confidence to invest in yourself and taking the step, and saying, 'I can do that,' that... That takes guts." – Karen Yankovich "When you're willing to open yourself up, it's gonna take effort and it's gonna take work, but it's worth it. It's worth it to just start, start somewhere, do the hard things, take the step that's uncomfortable." – Amy Thurman "I had to really, really think, and I had to decide, 'I'm worth this. I am worth this. I'm going to do this.' Because when I invested in myself like that, I'm like, 'Okay, we're doing this, we're jumping in with both feet, and we're making something happen.' And that's pretty much exactly what happened." – Amy Thurman   Resources Mentioned In This Episode: Where you can find Amy Thurman: Website Amy's Free Gifts LinkedIn Facebook Instagram YouTube Sign up for the She's LinkedUp Masterclass Join my free Facebook Group if you have any questions about today's episode   Help Us Spread The Word! It would be awesome if you shared the Good Girls Get Rich Podcast with your fellow entrepreneurs on Twitter. Click here to tweet some love! If this episode has taught you just one thing, I would love if you could head on over to Apple Podcasts and SUBSCRIBE TO THE SHOW! And if you're moved to, kindly leave us a rating and review. Maybe you'll get a shout out on the show!   Ways to Subscribe to Good Girls Get Rich: Click here to subscribe via Apple Podcasts Click here to subscribe via PlayerFM You can also subscribe via Stitcher Good Girls Get Rich is also on Spotify Take a listen on Podcast Addict

Niccole Thurman is back on JJGo! for a conversation about famous internet dogs, a Lenscrafters commercial she was in, and a horrifying ad for a slot machine app starring Sharon Stone. Jordan wrote a brand new graphic novel called Youth Group which you can pre-order now from MegaBrain Comics, and if you pre-order from there you get $5 offGet your tickets to see Jesse Thorn and John Hodgman on the Van Freaks Road Show Tour 2023. Most importantly, if you are in the San Francisco Bay Area on Tuesday October 17th at 8pm, producer Matt Lieb and his wife Francesca Fiorentini will be headlining the Punch Line comedy club in San Francisco. Get your tickets NOW!You want a bumper sticker hand-packed personally by Jesse Thorn? Here's how it get one. Please send a 5 dollar bill in a self addressed stamped envelope to: Jordan, Jesse, Go! Sticker Offer 2404 Wilshire Blvd, #9A Los Angeles, CA 90057All proceeds will first go into a nice jug we have in the office, and then will be given to the organization Al Otro Lado. And for every person who posts a picture of themselves with the bumper stick using the hashtag #JJGO, Jordan and Jesse will each put a dollar in the jug.Go to ZipRecruiter.com/JJGo to try ZipRecruiter FOR FREE.

Yordenis Ugas joins the Last Stand to talk about his future in boxing, how he truly believes he's still an elite fighter, would love the opportunity to fight Keith Thurman, escaping from Cuba & more  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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This is the full set of THURMAN (@nicolasthurman) at LOVELAND FESTIVAL WEEKEND which took place 12 + 13 August 2023 in Sloterpark, Amsterdam. You can find the video recording of this set on our Youtube channel | www.youtube.com/lovelandfestival Loveland Festival returns in 2024! Pre-register to stay in the loop when ticket and lineup news drops … Continue reading "THURMAN | Loveland Festival 2023 | LL224"

Christian psychologist Dr. Chris Thurman notes “Jesus was the only perfectly sane person to ever walk the planet.”  It follows, as you cooperate with the Holy Spirit, you become enabled to press on to the mark of Christ's psychological perfection.  Tom Moller interviews Dr. Thurman who is the author of Emotionally Healthy Christianity – Following in the Psychological Footsteps of Christ., a book recommended by the 94.7 FM The Word Book Club.  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Carolina looks to start a season 4-0 for the first time since 1997, but it won't be easy as the Heels travel to face a frustrated Pitt team (3:57)Romani Thurman from Carolina volleyball joins to talk the season so far, new coach Mike Schall and her famous father (24:45)Alijah Huzzie joins to talk the Tar Heel secondary, transferring from ETSU and if there was PI on the final play against Appalachian State (42:42)Plus: #5SecondChallenge (1:03:55), Remember Those Guys? (1:11:45), Gil Hanse (1:18:42), Da Baby (1:24:14) and...STUNNINGLY...NFTs are worthless (1:29:57) See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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GDP Script/ Top Stories for Sept 19TH Publish Date:  Sept 19TH From the Henssler Financial Studio Welcome to the Gwinnett Daily Post Podcast Today is Tuesday, September 19th, and happy heavenly birthday to MLB HOF Duke Snider. ***Duke Snider***** I'm Bruce Jenkins and here are your top stories presented by Mall of Georgia Chrysler Dodge Jeep. Six members of ‘Soldiers of Christ' group charged in death of woman found in car trunk Shawn Still will not be suspended while awaiting trial Lawrenceville completes first home built through partnership with Habitat for Humanity All of this and more is coming up on the Gwinnett Daily Post podcast, and if you are looking for community news, we encourage you to listen daily and subscribe!    Break 1 : M.O.G.          Story 1: Six members of ‘Soldiers of Christ' group charged in death of woman found in car trunk   A woman who had traveled from abroad to join a religious organization in Gwinnett County was found dead in the trunk of a car. Six individuals, including a teenager, have been charged in connection with her death. The group referred to themselves as 'Soldiers of Christ,' and the victim was reportedly subjected to beatings and malnourishment for weeks, resulting in her emaciation and death. The accused face charges including felony murder, false imprisonment, tampering with evidence, and concealing the death of another. Medical examiners are investigating the cause of death, with malnourishment considered a contributing factor. The victim's family in South Korea had not been notified as of the report. Anyone with information is urged to contact authorities........……..read more at gwinnettdailypost.com STORY 2: Sen. Shawn Still   State Sen. Shawn Still, who was indicted last month on charges related to attempts to interfere with the 2020 election, will not be suspended while awaiting trial. A three-person review panel recommended against suspension after reviewing the indictment. Still is one of 19 defendants, including former President Donald Trump, indicted on charges including racketeering. The accused have pleaded not guilty, and Still is seeking to have his case moved to federal court. He is accused of being part of a group that sought to give Georgia's electoral college votes to Trump despite Joe Biden winning the state.   Story 3: Lawrenceville completes first home built through partnership with Habitat for Humanity The city of Lawrenceville, in partnership with Gwinnett/Walton Habitat for Humanity, has completed the construction of the first of two affordable homes aimed at providing housing for residents in need. The Keese family, consisting of Antwi, Cocoa, and their two children, moved into their new home this summer. Lawrenceville allocated $100,000 for the project, emphasizing the importance of diverse income levels within the community. The home offers over 1,500 square feet of living space, a two-car garage, a fireplace, and dedicated areas for the family's various needs. Volunteers dedicated 972 hours to the project, emphasizing the hope that a home provides. We have opportunities for sponsors to get great engagement on these shows. Call 770.874.3200 for more info. We'll be right back   Break 2:   Slappey - Tom Wages - Obits – Cumming Fair               Story 4: Police search for Gwinnett Place purse snatcher   Gwinnett County police are searching for a man who snatched a woman's purse from her car while she was resting inside. The incident occurred in a parking lot at 2174 Pleasant Hill Road near Gwinnett Place Mall. The suspect approached the passenger side of the car, reached in, and grabbed the purse before fleeing on foot towards Satellite Blvd. The suspect is described as a Black male, approximately 5-feet, 8-inches tall, with a slim build, light skin, and wearing a light blue shirt and shorts. Police are seeking information from the public to identify the suspect.   Story 5: Gwinnett County Fair gets underway, the memory of former manager Dale Thurman lingers over the event   The Gwinnett County Fair, which recently began, carries the memory of its former manager, Dale Thurman. For 27 years, Thurman was an invaluable source of guidance and positivity for fair vendors and operators. He not only had the answers to their questions but also had the ability to uplift their spirits during challenging times. Thurman passed away unexpectedly last November, leaving a void in the fair community. His legacy lives on, with a picture of him displayed in the fairgrounds office, and a bench near the entrance dedicated to his memory. Thurman's influence on the fair's growth and his kindness remain cherished by those who knew him.   We'll be back in a moment   Break 3:  ESOG – Ingles 7 – Disney on Ice   Story 6: Caitlyn Soroka onside kick, field goal in waning seconds caps thrilling Brookwood comeback   Brookwood's football team staged an incredible comeback, trailing 22-0 late in the third quarter but winning 23-22 against Carver-Columbus. Caitlyn Soroka, a junior who also plays for the Broncos' girls soccer team, was the hero with a 30-yard field goal in the final 23 seconds. She set up the game-winner with a successful onside kick. Quarterback Matt Peavy led the comeback with three second-half touchdown passes. Despite the adversity, Brookwood's players never lost belief and fought back to secure the dramatic victory. This win followed a similar comeback earlier in the season when they overcame a 20-7 deficit to win 21-20.   Story 7: Mill Creek wins another high-scoring clash with Cedar Grove   The Mill Creek Hawks won their fourth consecutive game of the 2023 football season by defeating Cedar Grove 56-35 in a high-scoring matchup. Mill Creek's senior running back, Cam Robinson, played a crucial role with over 200 rushing yards and three touchdowns. Despite a furious third-quarter rally from Cedar Grove, Mill Creek held on for the victory. The Hawks' strong start, led by quarterback Shane Throgmartin and Robinson, gave them an early lead. While Cedar Grove fought back in the third quarter, Mill Creek secured the win. They improved to 4-0 in non-region play and will face county rival Parkview in their next game.   We'll have final thoughts after this.   Break 4: Henssler 60 Thanks again for hanging out with us on today's Gwinnett Daily Post podcast. 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Co-hosts Cathy Endebrock and Kerri Brinkoeter interview Dr. Chris Thurman, psychologist and author of "Emotionally Healthy Chiristianity: Following in the Psychological Footsteps of Christ." Dr. Thurman explains that his search to understand the love of Christ has been the motivation and basis of his life's work. Listen in for insights into how Jesus dealt with anger, relationships, responsibility, difficult people, and the most personal challenges in life. As Christians, we are to live a life of emotional health, fully understanding what it means to be identified as a child of God.

In this week's episode the Powell men say goodbye to one of their favorite Powells. Two of us called him dad, the other two called him uncle Thurman. The conversation moves on to celebrate Prime Time Deion Sanders, or Coach Prime as his University of Colorado football team calls him. The guys share their thoughts on the arrest of Houston Rockets guard Kevin Porter Jr. NFL football is back!. Big shout out to U.S. Open women's champ Coco Gauff. #coachPrime #PrimeTime #DeionSanders #UniversityofColorado #ColoradoFootball #ColoradoBuffalos  #HoustonRockets #KevinPorterJr #KevinPorterJrArrest #NFLOpeningWeekend #Jets #AaronRogers #GiantsFootball #CocoGauff #FlashMovie 

A recovering Mama Juana addict takes a job to interview three subjects who claim to be real life podcasters just to find they've been scamming their listener base for years. On Episode 579 of Trick or Treat Radio we are joined by old friend Double D for our August Patreon Takeover! Double D has selected the films The Monster Project from director Victor Mathieu and Down a Dark Hall from director Rodrigo Cortes. We also talk about sitcoms, our favorite Price is Right games, and other problematic 80s films. So light up a Yeabro Light, imagine Humphrey Bogart doing the truffle shuffle, and strap on a GoPro for the world's most dangerous podcast!Stuff we talk about: Halloween, HBO Max, Freeform, Mrs. Doubtfire, Friday the 13th, Cabin in the Woods, medical problems, Humphrey Bogart doing the truffle shuffle, One Eyed Willy, Goonies, Just One of the Guys, Soul Man, C. Thomas Howell, Stu Charno, Dream On, Not Necessarily the News, First and Ten, Snigglets, Dr. Giggles, Arachnophobia, Six Degrees of Sitcoms, The Boy Who Cried Bitch, Vinny and Bobby, Father Dowling Mysteries, Top of the Heap, Alan Thicke, Joey Lauren Adams, Christina Applegate, Jesse, Ed O'Neill, Gene Hackman, French Connection, Deliverance, Christopher McDonald, Richard Kiel, Morbius, Black Knight, Louise Lasser, Frankenhooker, Blood Rage, Julie Carmen, Fred Willard, DC Follies, Yeabro Lights, Belly Button Soup, The Price is Right, Rolling Rock, The Monster Project, Skinwalkers, Demons, Vampires, Subject, Victor Mathieu, Found Footage, The Blair Witch Project, Trollhunter, film vs digital, Big Papi, Pedro Martinez, aggressive credits, Baron  Zima, Deadstream, Ben Wheatley, The Faculty, one for them one for me, Robert Rodriguez, Madman, Mike Allred, Lois Duncan, Summer of Fear, Wes Craven, Leonard Nimoy, In Search Of…, Nova Scotia, Uma Thurman, Suspiria, Melbourne International Film Festival, Asteroid City, The Barker Beauties, RIP Bob Barker, support indie filmmakers, In All the Jizz Joints in the World…, Thurman and Fuhrman, Burned Chaffed and Chapped, and A Vulgar Display of Credits.Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/trickortreatradioJoin our Discord Community: discord.trickortreatradio.comSend Email/Voicemail: mailto:podcast@trickortreatradio.comVisit our website: http://trickortreatradio.comStart your own podcast: https://www.buzzsprout.com/?referrer_id=386Use our Amazon link: http://amzn.to/2CTdZzKFB Group: http://www.facebook.com/groups/trickortreatradioTwitter: http://twitter.com/TrickTreatRadioFacebook: http://facebook.com/TrickOrTreatRadioYouTube: http://youtube.com/TrickOrTreatRadioInstagram: http://instagram.com/TrickorTreatRadioSupport the show

Tuesday, August 22, 2023 In the first hour, our host Kerby Anderson welcomes into the studio first time guest Mike Congrove. They'll discuss the Empower One Network. In the second hour, Kerby welcomes back author, speaker, and psychologist Dr. Chris Thurman. He shares his book, Emotionally Healthy Christianity.  Connect with us on Facebook at facebook.com/pointofviewradio and on […]

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This week Jamie shares the story of the murder of Mamie Thurman a resident of Logan, WV who enjoyed the company of men while her husband was busy working the night shift as a police officer.  Since her murder, Mamie's ghost has been seen wandering in the area where her body was found.  Support the show! Become a Lurk Patron!Vote for us in the Paranormality Magazine's Top 10 Paranormal Podcast List!To see photos we discussed in this episode, please follow us on our Social Media platforms:Lurk on FacebookLurk on TwitterLurk on InstagramWe have a new Facebook Group join in the discussion! Lurk Podcast Facebook GroupWe are also now found on YouTube- Lurk on YouTubeBackground Music Royalty and Copyright Free MusicIntro and Outro music purchased through  AudioJungle with Music Broadcast License (1 Million)Support the show

Notre Dame picked up a commitment today from 2025 running back Justin Thurman. The dynamic Florida back also joined the show to discuss why he chose the Irish. Shop for Irish Breakdown gear at our online store: https://ibstore.irishbreakdown.com/  Join the Irish Breakdown premium message board: https://boards.irishbreakdown.com  Stay locked into Irish Breakdown for all the latest news and analysis about Notre Dame: https://www.irishbreakdown.com​ Subscribe to the Irish Breakdown podcast on iTunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast...​ Like and follow Irish Breakdown on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/irishbreakdown Sign up for the FREE Irish Breakdown daily newsletter: https://www.subscribepage.com/irish-breakdown-newsletter Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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There are 12 habits you can develop, with the help of the Holy Spirit, to become an emotionally healthy Christian. Dr. Chris Thurman shares from his book “Emotionally Healthy Christianity: Following in the Psychological Footsteps of Christ.” Faith Radio podcasts are made possible by your support. Give now: click here

In this episode, Kate discusses a murder that occurred in the 1930s and is still unsolved. Mamie Thurman was only 32 when she was brutally murdered. Small town politics is definitely at play in this one and factors heavily into the trial. Sources: 1) https://www.appalachianhistory.net/2018/06/unsolved-murder-of-mamie-thurman.html2) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Logan,_West_Virginia3) https://wvbookco.com/product/secret-life-and-brutal-death-of-mamie-thurman/4) https://westvirginiahauntsandlegends.com/22_Mine_Road.htm5) https://loganwv.us/the-murder-of-mamie-thurman-remains-a-mystery/6) https://www.wgpfoundation.org/historic-markers/mamie-thurman/7) https://www.appalachianhistory.net/2018/06/unsolved-murder-of-mamie-thurman.html

This week we chat with Brittany Thurman, a native of Kentucky, who has recently published her first children's picture book titled FLY illustrated by Anna Cunha. She worked as a children's specialist at the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh which is where the idea to write her own book occurred, and she even took inspiration from one of the children who would come to her storytimes. FLY is the story of a young girl who wants to enter a double dutch jump rope competition but doesn't know how to double dutch. She asks her friends for tips and while they don't know how either, they each give her a piece of knowledge that helps her be more confident in her dreams. In this episode, she tells about the creation of this book as well as other books that she has in the pipeline, including one about the first public library built for and staffed by African Americans in the United States, which is the Western branch of the Louisville Free Public Library system. Brittany is a very busy new author. You can find Brittany on instagram at @britjanee and at her website at www.brittanythurman.com. Follow us on Facebook at The Perks of Being a Book Lover or on Instagram at @perksof beingabookoverpod to see what we're up to. For show notes for any episode, go to our website at www.perksofbeingabooklover.com. Books Mentioned in this Episode: 1- Fly by Brittany Thurman and Illustrated by Anna Cunha 2- Fearless: Boulevard of Dreams by Mandy Gonzalez with Brittany Thurman 3- Forever and Always by Brittany Thurman 4- Addie Walker--American Girl series 5- Goosebumps series by R.L.Stine 6- Replica series by Marilyn Kaye 7- Mary Kate & Ashley series 8- A Surgeon in the Village: An American Doctor Teaches Brain Surgery in Africa by Tony Bartelme 9- Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese 10- Transcendent Kingdom by Yaa Gyasi 11- Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi 12- Stunt Boy, in the Meantime by Jason Reynolds 13- A Comb of Wishes by Lisa Stringfellow 14- Red, White and Whole by Rajani LaRocca

This week we chat with Brittany Thurman, a native of Kentucky, who has recently published her first children's picture book titled FLY illustrated by Anna Cunha. She worked as a children's specialist at the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh which is where the idea to write her own book occurred, and she even took inspiration from one of the children who would come to her storytimes. FLY is the story of a young girl who wants to enter a double dutch jump rope competition but doesn't know how to double dutch. She asks her friends for tips and while they don't know how either, they each give her a piece of knowledge that helps her be more confident in her dreams. In this episode, she tells about the creation of this book as well as other books that she has in the pipeline, including one about the first public library built for and staffed by African Americans in the United States, which is the Western branch of the Louisville Free Public Library system. Brittany is a very busy new author. You can find Brittany on instagram at @britjanee and at her website at www.brittanythurman.com. Follow us on Facebook at The Perks of Being a Book Lover or on Instagram at @perksof beingabookoverpod to see what we're up to. For show notes for any episode, go to our website at www.perksofbeingabooklover.com. Books Mentioned in this Episode: 1- Fly by Brittany Thurman and Illustrated by Anna Cunha 2- Fearless: Boulevard of Dreams by Mandy Gonzalez with Brittany Thurman 3- Forever and Always by Brittany Thurman 4- Addie Walker--American Girl series 5- Goosebumps series by R.L.Stine 6- Replica series by Marilyn Kaye 7- Mary Kate & Ashley series 8- A Surgeon in the Village: An American Doctor Teaches Brain Surgery in Africa by Tony Bartelme 9- Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese 10- Transcendent Kingdom by Yaa Gyasi 11- Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi 12- Stunt Boy, in the Meantime by Jason Reynolds 13- A Comb of Wishes by Lisa Stringfellow 14- Red, White and Whole by Rajani LaRocca

Big Dipper and Meatball are joined by Niccole Thurman to discuss being funny on the internet, writing and acting on TV, and what's going on with the Writer's Strike. Plus they learn of her incredible recovery from a wild car accident, and talk about why men are weird about dating funny women. Listen to Sloppy Seconds Ad-Free AND One Day Early on MOM Plus Call us with your sex stories at 213-536-9180! Or e-mail us at sloppysecondspod@gmail.com FOLLOW SLOPPY SECONDS FOLLOW BIG DIPPER FOLLOW MEATBALL SLOPPY SECONDS IS A FOREVER DOG AND MOGULS OF MEDIA (M.O.M.) PODCAST Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Mira Mirror returns and shares some hard-learned life lessons.CreditsArnie: Arnie NiekampUsidore: Matt YoungChunt: Adal RifaiMira Mirror: Niccole ThurmanMysterious Man: Tim SniffenDirector Ward: Shane WilsonTricia: Kate JamesCraig: Ryan DiGiorgiProducers: Arnie Niekamp, Matt Young, and Adal RifaiAssociate Producer: Anna HavermannPost-Production Coordination: Garrett SchultzEditor: Sage G.C.Magic Tavern Logo: Allard LabanTheme Music: Andy PolandYou can support the show directly and receive bonus episodes and rewards by joining our Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/magictavern for only $5 per month. Follow us on Twitter and Instagram, and now Patreon!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.