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Talked with Lauren Perry, Associate Vice President of Marketing & Cultural Tourism, Cultural Council for Palm Beach County. Every May, the Cultural Council puts together, MOSAIC. MOSAIC stands for Month of Shows, Art, Ideas and Culture. There's a month-long celebration for residents to enjoy. As part of that, the Cultural Council gathered over 30 limited time offers throughout Palm Beach County. Some of them are: BOGO admission to the Boca Raton Museum of Art and the Norton Museum of Art in West Palm Beach, discounts on shows from the Kravis Center including Cimafunk on May 23 and "Ain't Too Proud" coming in June, plus discounts at Palm Beach Zoo, COX Science Center, Yesteryear Village Living History Park at the South Florida Fairgrounds, Scavenger hunt at Resource Depot, and discounts at Morikami Museum and Japanese Gardens. Listeners can interact with artists and check out their work during Open Studio on May 17/18. For locations and more info, listeners can go to MOSAICPBC.com. For info on the Cultural Council, listeners can visit www.palmbeachculture.com
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Lynn & Carl are joined by the Urge's Steve Ewing from Steve's Hot Dogs about his spring happenings. They are next joined by Ain't Too Proud's Robert Crenshaw to preview the show at the Fabulous Fox. Then Lynn liked Companion & didn't care for On Swift Horses. Plus Carl has a new job.
Today on One Song, Diallo and LUXXURY unpack Motown's secret sauce through the lens of The Supremes's electrifying 1966 hit “You Keep Me Hangin' On.” Diallo and LUXXURY highlight every element that makes this track a timeless classic: Diana Ross's subdued vocals, James Jamerson's groovin' bassline, and the iconic Morse Code-esque guitar riff. Join them as they celebrate the brilliance of this song and give flowers to all the unsung heroes. Songs Discussed: “You Keep Me Hangin' On” - The Supremes “Ain't Too Proud to Beg” - The Temptations “Buttered Popcorn” - The Supremes “Where Did Our Love Go” - The Supremes “Baby Love” - The Supremes “Come See About Me” - The Supremes “Stop! In The Name Of Love” - The Supremes “Back In My Arms Again” - The Supremes “Back to Black” - Amy Winehouse “Be My Baby” - The Ronettes “Take Me Home Tonight” - Eddie Money “Wichita Lineman” - Glen Campbell “I Want You Back” - The Jackson 5 “Starman” - David Bowie “London Calling” - The Clash “You Keep Me Hangin' On” - Vanilla Fudge “You Keep Me Hangin' On” - Kim Wilde “Set Me Free” - Ken Boothe “All I Want Is You” - Zilla Mayes Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Throwback to one of the wildest and most unforgettable nights of my Broadway career—the opening night of Ain't Too Proud - The Life And Times Of The Temptations on March 21st, 2019, and performing on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon. Playing live on national TV was already a huge deal, but throw in a mad dash through Times Square with a police escort to make it back to the Imperial Theatre for opening night? That took it to another level.After performing on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon at 5 PM, we still had to race across town to the Imperial Theatre for our Ain't Too Proud opening night. Traffic leaving Rockefeller Center was brutal, and for a moment, it looked like we might not make it. But somehow, we pulled up just in time.I had a click track in my ears during this Tonight Show performance—same with the music director. The band and lead vocals were 100% live, but the background vocals were pre-recorded and locked to the click.Here's a little secret that not many folks—maybe not even most of my Ain't Too Proud cast and bandmates—know: between “Get Ready” and “Ain't Too Proud to Beg,” I had four clicks to cue me into the next tune. I was supposed to kick things off with that classic Benny Benjamin intro fill… but with the adrenaline rushing, nerves firing, and Questlove and The Roots watching from the wings, I skipped the fill and went straight into the groove.Thankfully—it worked. But man, knowing millions of people were watching, then thinking about how we had to jet across town and race to opening night right after this? My head was spinning.Looking back, I'm grateful for moments like that—creating something meaningful, making people smile, and sharing the stage with some of the best in the business. Ain't Too Proud should still be running, no doubt—but that's a convo for another day. For now, I'm just appreciating the journey. And with what I'm working on over the next few weeks, maybe there's one more Broadway run in my future.But if not? I'm good. I've had my shot—and I truly hope you get yours. There's nothing like the feeling of playing a show. It's one of the most rewarding experiences a musician can have.Have you ever had one of those moments where you knew the show or song like the back of your hand—but then one little thing throws you off? Let me know. I know I'm not the only one. Leave a comment here: Clayton Craddock founded Broadway Drumming 101, an in-depth online platform offering specialized mentorship and a carefully curated collection of resources tailored for aspiring and professional musicians.Clayton's Broadway and Off-Broadway credits include tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill, Ain't Too Proud – The Life and Times of The Temptations, Cats: The Jellicle Ball, and The Hippest Trip: The Soul Train Musical. As a skilled sub, he's contributed his talents to Motown, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, The Color Purple, Rent, SpongeBob SquarePants: The Musical, Hadestown (tour), and many more. He has also appeared on major shows, including The View, Good Morning America, Jimmy Fallon, The Today Show, and the TONY Awards, and performed with legends like The Stylistics, The Delfonics, Mario Cantone, Laura Benanti, Kristin Chenoweth, Kerry Butler, Christian Borle, Norm Lewis, Deniece Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King.Clayton proudly endorses Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears.Learn more about Clayton Craddock here: www.claytoncraddock.comThis Substack is reader-supported. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe
Broadway Drumming 101 – Classic Interview: Gary SeligsonIn this classic episode of Broadway Drumming 101, I sit down with the incredible Gary Seligson. If you've been around the Broadway scene, you already know his name. Gary's played on some massive shows, including Aida, Tarzan, Wicked, and Billy Elliot. His resume is stacked, but what really makes this interview special is the insight he shares about navigating the business, working in the pit, and adapting to the ever-changing world of theater drumming.We get into everything—how he got started, what it takes to lock in with a Broadway orchestra night after night, and how he keeps his playing fresh even after doing the same show hundreds (or thousands) of times. He also shares his approach to learning a book, staying prepared, and making a lasting career in this business.Gary's been in the game for a long time, and he's got a ton of wisdom to share. Whether you're an aspiring Broadway drummer or just someone who loves hearing behind-the-scenes stories from the pit, this episode is packed with gems.Episode Highlights:* Gary's Beginnings in Drumming: From banging on pots and pans as a child to his first toy snare drum, Gary's love for drumming was evident from an early age. His father nurtured this passion, leading him to study with Glenn Weber, who became a pivotal figure in his musical education.* High School and Early Gigs: Gary discusses his experiences in regional and all-state jazz bands, his first gig at age 13 with a Chicago/Blood, Sweat & Tears-style horn band, and how playing Bar Mitzvahs and country music gigs gave him a solid foundation for professional musicianship.* Music Education at Hartt School of Music: He shares why he chose the Hartt School over Berklee and North Texas, his influential mentor Al Lepak, and how studying in Hartford put him on a path toward a professional career in music.* Breaking into the New York Music Scene: After studying with legendary studio drummer Gary Chester, Gary received his first opportunity to sub on Broadway's The King and I in 1984. His first night in the pit was a nerve-wracking but pivotal moment that shaped his future on Broadway.* National Tours and Nine Years on the Road: Gary recounts his time playing Cats, Les Misérables, and Miss Saigon on tour, how driving between cities gave him a new appreciation for different parts of the U.S., and how this extensive road experience prepared him for his return to Broadway.* Landing Long-Running Broadway Shows: His journey from subbing on Chicago and The Lion King to originating the drum books for Aida, Wicked, and Tarzan. He shares fascinating behind-the-scenes stories, including how Phil Collins personally insisted that Gary be the drummer for Tarzan after hearing him play Wicked live.* Working with Legends: Gary reflects on playing drums alongside Elton John and Phil Collins, what made their playing styles so unique, and how their guidance influenced his own musicianship.* Adapting to Different Roles: From drumming to percussion work on Motown: The Musical, Gary shares how playing alongside master percussionists like Roger Squitero and Javier Diaz elevated his approach to groove and feel.* Navigating Broadway's Ups and Downs: Gary talks about the transitions between gigs, the importance of subbing, and how he balanced a career that included School of Rock and subbing next to me at Ain't Too Proud.This in-depth discussion offers incredible insights into a Broadway musician's life, the industry's realities, and the dedication required to thrive in musical theater drumming. Whether you're an aspiring drummer or a theater enthusiast, this episode is a must-listen.Give it a listen, and let me know what you think!
A new MP3 sermon from First Christian Church is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: Too Proud for Revival? Subtitle: Together We Grow Speaker: Dr. T. J. Gentry Broadcaster: First Christian Church Event: Devotional Date: 3/17/2025 Bible: James 4:10 Length: 1 min.
Several years ago, we interviewed Broadway actor Nik Walker on our podcast, and talked all things theme parks. Many people claim to be theme park "nerds." Nik, who played Aaron Burr in Hamilton, Otis Williams in Ain't Too Proud, and Sir Galahad in Spamalot, not only "walks the walk," when it comes to being a theme park fan - he can "talk the talk." Folks, this man literally told People Magazine how big of a theme park fan he is.Nik rejoins the Coaster101 podcast to chat about finding fellow theme park fans in the wild (including his Spamalot co-star Taran Killam), his Halcyon voyage onboard the Star Wars Galactic StarCruiser, his on-going rivalry with James Monroe Iglehart, and how he's hoping to have it written into the contract of his next acting gig that he'll be allowed to miss a technical rehearsal in order to attend the Grand Opening of Universal's Epic Universe. (We're manifesting it, anyway.)Two nerds, nerding out about decidely nerdy things. It's honestly a delightful listen! You can connect with the show by hitting us up on social media @Coaster101: Facebook | Twitter | Instagram. We also have a website, if you're into that sort of thing: www.coaster101.comAlso, be sure to subscribe to the podcast so you don't miss an episode! And please give us a rating and review wherever you listen, it helps new listeners find us!Find the latest and greatest Coaster101 and theme park-inspired merch at c101.co/teepublic!Thanks to JMMD Entertainment for providing our theme song. For more on them, check out jmmusicdesign.com.
For the Record is a conversation series where we speak with all manner of music heads — DJs, music journos, indie label captains, record shop owners, listening bar kingpins, et al — about their stories + the music that makes them. Join the Crate Coalition: https://discord.gg/sAaG6a7bv4 Dougal Perman is a seasoned figure in Scotland's music industry, with a career spanning over two decades. In 2001, he co-founded Radio Magnetic, one of the UK's pioneering internet radio stations, dedicated to promoting underground and alternative music. His leadership extended to the Scottish Music Industry Association (SMIA), where he served as Chair from 2016 to 2023. During his tenure, Dougal played a pivotal role in launching and developing the Scottish Album of the Year (SAY) Award, now recognised as Scotland's national music prize. He was actively involved in lobbying government and industry representation during the pandemic. Beyond his contributions to music media and industry development, Dougal loves playing music. He began DJing at 16, ran hip hop clubs in Edinburgh and Glasgow later was a resident at Kinky Afro at Glasgow's Sub Club and various Radio Magnetic nights around Scotland. He plays piano, guitar and oboe, and occasionally creates electronic music. Music is a family affair, Dougal enjoys jamming with his girlfriend and children. He believes that music is in all of us, it's part of what makes us human. MUSIC MENTIONS The Who Ian Dury “The Jungle Book” Soundtrack Scottish Chamber Orchestra Segei Rachmaninoff The Temptations Usher Hall (Edinburgh) Apollo Theater (NYC) Iron Maiden Led Zeppelin Frank Zappa MTV Nirvana “Smells Like Teen Spirit” by Nirvana NME Melody Maker (publication) Subcity Radio Rolling Stone Cafe Graffiti (Edinburgh) Radio Magnetic Radio Magnetic (31:00): Warner Music UK Ultimate Dilemma Records Mushroom Records Much Music Soma Records Slam Phonetic Recordings Tania Swift Jill Mingo Chicks on Speed TripTych Music Festival Underground Solution (Edinburgh) Rubadub Records Ninja Tune Grand Central Records Compost Records Kompakt Records Q&A Chemikal Underground Records The Delgados Scottish Music Industry Association “dinny greet” by rEDOLENT The National Piping Centre Celtic Connections (festival) First Aid Kit Björk Joanna Newsom Constant Follower “Ain't Too Proud to Beg” by The Temptations “Double Figure” by Plaid Warp Records Vicki Troop David Kelly Honeyblood Discovering music today (1:01:24): Bandcamp Shazam Bleep Scottish Album of the Year Award First album ever purchased (1:07:45): “The Song Remains the Same” by Led Zeppelin Most recent album purchased (1:08:25): “Ash Grey and the Gull Glides On” by Andrew Wasylyk and Tommy Perman Artists discovered in the past year (1:11:15): rEDOLENT Becky Sikasa Charm of Finches Irish Mythen Bird Vox Jemima and the Fuse Desert island discs (1:17:00): “All the Million-Sellers” by The Temptations “The Rite of Spring” by Stravinsky (Dutoit, Orchestra Symphonique de Montreal) “A Hi-Tech Jazz Compilation” by Galaxy 2 Galaxy (Underground Resistance)
New York City native and longtime contributor to its music and nightlife scene, W. Andrew Raposo is best known as a crazy dog dad and for his work with DFA records--most notably with Hercules and Love Affair, Still Going, and Jayson Green & The Jerk--and as a founding member of cosmic dance floor stalwarts Midnight Magic. His studio, La Piscina Recordings, has hosted such clubland luminaries as Justin Strauss, Eli Escobar, and Nomi Ruiz as well as rocketing torchbearers The Illustrious Blacks, Muscle Cars and Cesar Toribio. Raposo continues to tour both on stage and in the DJ booth with Hess Is More, Midnight Magic and 79.5 (Razor N Tape) bringing his three layer dip of post-punk, psychedelic disco, and haunted-house to sweaty basements and debaucherous mountain chalets all over the world. For the Record is a conversation series where we speak with all manner of music heads — DJs, music journos, indie label captains, record shop owners, listening bar kingpins, et al — about their stories + the music that makes them. Join the Crate Coalition: https://discord.gg/sAaG6a7bv4 Formed in 2009 by Tiffany Roth, W. Andrew Raposo, Morgan Wiley, and Carter Yasutake, Midnight Magic is responsible for some of the most beloved 'new classics' from the disco-revival era of the early oughts including club mainstays "Beam Me Up" and "Drop Me A Line." Through their collaboration with Brooklyn jazz legend Nick Roseboro, former Charles Bradley & The Extraordinaires drummer Caito Sanchez, saxophone and synthesizer wizard Julio Monterrey and past members Max Goldman, Andrew Frawley, and Jason Disu, Midnight Magic casts a genre defying spell on sweaty discotheques and festival stages across the universe. MUSIC MENTIONS Sonic Youth Johann Sebastian Bach Green Day LASPEES The Come Ons Early days of Midnight Magic (16:20): Bernard Herrmann Ennio Morricone Angelo Badalamenti Goblin ESG Siouxsie and the Banshees Grace Jones Chaka Khan Selda Bağcan “Yaz Gazeteci Yaz” by Selda Bağcan Wendy Carlos “The Shining” by Rachel Elkind & Wendy Carlos Sequential Dave Smith Patrick Crowley August Arnell Patsy Alley Jorge Roeder Patrick Adams “Journey into Paradise: The Larry Levan Story” album Larry Levan DFA Records Factory Records Beastie Boys Bernard Edwards Bootsy Collins Q&A H0L0 (NYC) Toribio Antenes “Ain't Too Proud to Beg” by TLC “Let's Talk About Sex” by Salt-N-Pepa Tyler Pope !!! (chk chk chk) LCD Soundsystem Interference Pattern “Australia und vorbei” by Angela Werner “Stop The War” by Örö “Suicide Commando” by Echo Park and No More “Síntesis Moderna (An Alternative Vision Of Argentinian Music 1980-1990)” by Various Artists “Ain't That Better (Harari Edit)” by Toby Aphex Twin Sylvia Striplin Faze-O William Devaughn Denise Williams Patrice Rushen Weezer Discovering music today (34:19): Shazam Friends, DJ's Justin Strauss James Mulry JKriv Razor-N-Tape First album ever purchased (43:10): “Violator” by Depeche Mode “Dark Side of the Moon” by Pink Floyd Most recent album purchased (46:05): “I hit the water” by Lollise “Pay Attention To The Bass” by Tyler Pope Artists discovered in the past year (49:58): Kate Fagan Tik and Tok Todd Terje Jex Opolis Angela Werner Örö No More Desert island discs (59:28): “Standing On a Beach” by The Cure “Catching Up With” by Depeche Mode “Champion Sounds (Funk)” by Various Artists “Selected Ambient Works II” by Aphex Twin “Roseland NYC Live” by Portishead “King Sunny Ade” by Juju Music
PLAYLIST November 17, 2024Pacific St Blues & AmericanaFind out More @ Our Facebook page1. Richie Havens / Won't Get Fooled Again 2. Fabulous Thunderbirds with Billy Gibbons / Payback Time 3. SRV w/ Bonnie Raitt / Texas Flood 4. Kris Lager Band / You Deserve All of the Love5. Jumaane Smith / Come On Home6. Alex Harris / Something Gotta Change 7. Wild Magnolias / Old Time Indians8. Neville Brothers / Wild Injuns9. Shaun Murphy with Little Feat / Wang Dang Doodle10. Joanne Shaw Taylor / Hold of My Heart11. Boomchank / Magic Bag12. Ian Moore / Magic Bus 13. T-Bone Burnett / He Came Down14. Dave Alvin & Rick Holmstrom Trio / Steal My Thunder15. Gillian Welch & Dave Rawlings / Empty Trainload of Sky 16. Janiva Magness / Desperado 17. Rod Stewart / I'm Losing You 18. Rare Earth / Get Ready 19. Neville Brothers / Ball of Confusion20. Ben Harper / Ain't Too Proud to Beg
Tickets are available for in-person attendance and via livestream on The Green Room 42 website. Next month marks the 50th anniversary of The Little Prince, a musical film based on the classic children's story and the final collaboration of Broadway writing duo Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe. To celebrate this milestone The Green Room 42 presents “Lights, Camera, Lerner and Loewe” on November 5th at 9:30pm. And the special guest of the evening is Steven Warner, who was the child actor in the title role alongside Broadway luminaries like Richard Kiley, Bob Fosse, Donna McKechnie, and Gene Wilder. Two other movie musicals also celebrating anniversaries this fall are Brigadoon, which has enchanted audiences for 70 years with its tale of love and a mystical village, as well as My Fair Lady, the timeless classic reaching its 60th anniversary. And each of these three musicals will be brought to life with some of the finest voices on and off Broadway. This one-night-only concert features Grammy Award nominee Mykal Kilgore (Motown, Hair), Tony Award nominee Jane Summerhays (Me and My Girl, A Chorus Line), Tony Award Honoree Ben Davis (Once Upon a Mattress, La Boheme), E. Clayton Cornelious (Ain't Too Proud), and Ellis Gage (White Rose, James & the Giant Peach). Warner will reprise songs he sang in The Little Prince. Performers from recent Broadway revivals of Lerner & Loewe musicals are among the singers as well, including Rachel Fairbanks (Camelot), Michael Halling (My Fair Lady), and Valerie Torres-Rosario (Camelot). The associate conductor for both Camelot and My Fair Lady, Will Curry, will provide music direction and violin along with Megan Smythe (The Great Gatsby) on piano. Relive the magic of Lerner and Loewe's cinematic masterpieces through an evening of soaring melodies, romance, and nostalgia. The Green Room 42 is located at 570 Tenth Avenue inside YOTEL in New York City. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Tickets are available for in-person attendance and via livestream on The Green Room 42 website. Next month marks the 50th anniversary of The Little Prince, a musical film based on the classic children's story and the final collaboration of Broadway writing duo Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe. To celebrate this milestone The Green Room 42 presents “Lights, Camera, Lerner and Loewe” on November 5th at 9:30pm. And the special guest of the evening is Steven Warner, who was the child actor in the title role alongside Broadway luminaries like Richard Kiley, Bob Fosse, Donna McKechnie, and Gene Wilder. Two other movie musicals also celebrating anniversaries this fall are Brigadoon, which has enchanted audiences for 70 years with its tale of love and a mystical village, as well as My Fair Lady, the timeless classic reaching its 60th anniversary. And each of these three musicals will be brought to life with some of the finest voices on and off Broadway. This one-night-only concert features Grammy Award nominee Mykal Kilgore (Motown, Hair), Tony Award nominee Jane Summerhays (Me and My Girl, A Chorus Line), Tony Award Honoree Ben Davis (Once Upon a Mattress, La Boheme), E. Clayton Cornelious (Ain't Too Proud), and Ellis Gage (White Rose, James & the Giant Peach). Warner will reprise songs he sang in The Little Prince. Performers from recent Broadway revivals of Lerner & Loewe musicals are among the singers as well, including Rachel Fairbanks (Camelot), Michael Halling (My Fair Lady), and Valerie Torres-Rosario (Camelot). The associate conductor for both Camelot and My Fair Lady, Will Curry, will provide music direction and violin along with Megan Smythe (The Great Gatsby) on piano. Relive the magic of Lerner and Loewe's cinematic masterpieces through an evening of soaring melodies, romance, and nostalgia. The Green Room 42 is located at 570 Tenth Avenue inside YOTEL in New York City. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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Connor and Dylan are joined by Tony Award nominee Ephraim Sykes (Our Town, Ain't Too Proud: The Life and Times of the Temptations). It's officially fall, y'all, and we're chatting with Ephraim, one of the stars from the new Broadway production of Our Town, to kick off the season. But first: a conversation about NBC's Smash, and its upcoming Broadway adaptation. Gagged! Ephraim reflects on his time dancing on Smash, his entire love of the arts beginning with his talent for dance, as well as his inspirations and influences. We cover all things Our Town - from the glorious cast, co-starring with Zoey Deutch, their trip to Peterborough, New Hampshire, and why the themes of the play are timeless. The twins get the scoop on Ephraim's Hamilton experience from early workshops all the way to Broadway, the NYCC production of Pal Joey, and starring with Ariana Grande in Hairspray Live on NBC. Ephraim was an original Newsie, made his Broadway debut in The Little Mermaid, and was nominated for a Tony AND Grammy for Ain't Too Proud. It wouldn't be DRAMA without covering the culture, including Industry, The Perfect Couple, and the Kendrick Lamar/Drake beef. This chat is NOT to be missed.Follow Ephraim on InstagramFollow DRAMA. on Twitter & Instagram & TiktokFollow Connor MacDowell on Twitter & InstagramFollow Dylan MacDowell on Twitter & InstagramSubscribe to our show on iHeartRadio Broadway!Support the podcast by subscribing to DRAMA+, which also includes bonus episodes, Instagram Close Friends content, and more!
Percussionist, Bandleader, Vocalist, Historian, Clinician and Educator Kelli Rae Tubbs stops by to talk about being the “world's oldest intern” for the Everwood Arts Foundation, playing gigs, researching drumset players who are women, and getting into the instrument rental business (03:35), her current work as a performer, speaker, and “Riverlorian” on riverboats in the Midwest (26:40), her enjoyment of studying history and being a bandleader (45:00), and growing up in Chicago in Minnesota, finding “her people”, and navigating some challenging times earlier in her life (55:00).Finishing with a Rave on rewatching the 1998 film Elizabeth (01:16:00).Kelli Rae Tubbs links:Kelli Rae Tubbs's websiteKelli Rae Tubbs's research on women who play drumsetKelli Rae Tubbs's YouTube channelKelli Rae Tubbs's Facebook pageMSP Percussion Rental and RepairKelli Rae Tubbs's ReverbNation Arrangements pageOther Links:Daniel GlassEverwood Farmstead FoundationChristmas in the Dells Clara SchumannW.C. HandyFate MarableThe Funk Brothers play “Ain't Too Proud to Beg”“Rhinestone Cowboy” - Glen Campbell“Ring of Fire” - Johnny Cash“Georgy Girl” - The Seekers“Moonchild?In Your Quiet Place” - Gary BurtonSteve SwallowRaves:Elizabeth trailer
This episode of The Other Side of the Bell, featuring commercial trumpeter and vocalist, Ravi Best, is brought to you by Bob Reeves Brass. You can also watch this interview on Youtube. About Ravi: Ravi Best is a New York City based jazz and commercial trumpet player who has performed domestically and internationally for two decades. Most recently, he has been performing, recording, and touring with Kool & The Gang, Blood, Sweat and Tears, The Duke Ellington Orchestra, and Little Steven and The Disciples of Soul, where he had the chance to perform with Sir Paul McCartney, and Bruce Springsteen. He has performed with several Jazz, Rock, and R&B artists such as Stevie Wonder, Aretha Franklin, Whitney Houston, Beyonce, Jay-Z, Lenny Kravitz, Queen Latifah, Annie Lennox, Robert Cray, ani difranco, Michael Buble, Clark Terry, Tony Bennett, and Herbie Hancock. He has played in several Broadway shows such as The Heart of Rock and Roll, Merrily We Roll Along, Hell's Kitchen, Diana, The Color Purple, Chicago, 42nd St., Sweet Charity, Annie, and several others. He has made several TV appearances playing in the house band on SNL, Jesus Christ Superstar Live, Jimmy Kimmel Live( Kool and The Gang), Good Morning America(Boyz II Men), The Today Show(Little Big Town), The Late Show(Rufus Wainwright), and The Sherri Show. Ravi was also featured in the Chris Colombus film The Christmas Chronicles. He can also be heard on many recordings such as, Kenny Garrett's Pushing The World Away, Little Steven and The Disciples of Soul's Soulfire Live, and Summer of Sorcery, David Byrne & St. Vincent's Love This Giant, David Murray Octet's Octet Plays Trane, Lester Bowie's Brass Fantasy's The Odyssey of Funk & Popular Music, Sam River's Rivbea Orchestra's Culmination, Ani DiFranco's Evlolve, So Much Shouting, So Much Laughter, and Mya's Moodring, The Broadway cast recordings of Jesus Christ Superstar Live In Concert, Heart of Rock and Roll, Diana, Ain't Too Proud, 42nd Street, and Baby It's You.
Here is what you will discover on this week's episode of The GMS Podcast: 1) Pride is Destructive 2) Too Proud to Let Go 3) Defensive Pride Creates Conflict 4) The Humility to Release Pride 5) Letting Go of Being Sensitive and Defensive 6) In True Humility There is No Rejection 7) When Doubt is Addressed, Pride is Released *Visit This Link to Request a Free 20 Minute Coaching Session* https://www.goldenmastermind.com/coaching-call-signup/ *Connect with Jeffery* Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jeffery.combs Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jeffery_combs/ LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/jefferycombs Website: https://www.goldenmastermind.com/ *Jeffery's Books* (2019 Bestseller) The Breakthrough Factor - https://www.goldenmastermind.com/product/the-breakthrough-factor/ The Anger Factor - https://www.goldenmastermind.com/product/the-anger-factor/ The Procrastination Cure - https://www.goldenmastermind.com/product/the-procrastination-cure/ Psychologically Unemployable - https://www.goldenmastermind.com/product/psychologically-unemployable-remastered/ More Heart Than Talent - https://www.goldenmastermind.com/product/more-heart-than-talent-book/ *Other Ways to Listen to The GMS Podcast* Website: https://www.goldenmastermind.com/podcast/ Apple Podcasts: https://apple.co/3D07Y6f Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3Qd4FvC YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/JefferyCombsGMS
SEASON 6, BONUS PODCASTMJ - The MusicalJuly 9-12, 2024Broadway Grand RapidsMore info: broadwaygrandrapids.com/mjIn this podcast, John Gonzalez of Behind the Mitten interviews J. Daughtry, who plays Berry Gordy in the National Broadway Tour of "MJ - The Musical."He is a seasoned pro who came into theatre in a non-traditional way. He was teaching at a private school in Maryland, when his principal tapped him to fill in when the school's theater teacher suddendly passed away. They knew he could sing, but they didn't realize how talented he was. It was the school principal who pushed him to audition in New York.He has since performed on Broadway ("The Color Purple," "Beautiful," "Ain't Too Proud") and also toured the country on National tours ("Miss Saigon," "The Color Purple," "Motown: The Musical"). He also continues to perform his music professionally and is a two-time Grammy nominee as well as a winner of multiple Stellar and Dove Awards.He is a graduate of Bethune Cookman University. He is a Theatrical, Gospel and R&B singer/actor on both stage and screen. He is originally from Bartow, Florida, and he talks about why loves about that part of the country."MJ" is a multi Tony Award-winning new musical centered around the making of the 1992 Dangerous World Tour. It was created by Tony Award-winning Director/Choreographer Christopher Wheeldon and two-time Pulitzer Prize winner Lynn Nottage. "MJ" is making its Michigan premiere at the Devos Performance Hall in Grand Rapids.PERFORMANCESTuesday, July 9, 2024 - 7:30pmWednesday, July 10, 2024 - 7:30pmThursday, July 11, 2024 - 7:30pmFriday, July 12, 2024 - 7:30pmSaturday, July 13, 2024 - 2:00pmSaturday, July 13, 2024 - 7:30pmSunday, July 14, 2024 - 1:00pmSunday, July 14, 2024 - 6:30pmThis Grand Rapids engagement is welcomed by Barnes & Thornburg, LLP; Corewell Health; Edify North; UFP Industries.
Join Morgan as she interviews Nik Walker, the actor who portrayed Aaron Burr in Hamilton (on tour and on Broadway) and is one of her dream guests (!!!). Nik is also known for his roles in Spamalot and Ain't Too Proud. In this candid and heartwarming episode, Nik shares his experiences from his Hamilton Tour days, his favorite nerdy things, such as Mark Twain's work, Jurassic Park, and theme parks, and his recent projects. Morgan and Nik also explore what being a nerd means, the impact of fandom, and the importance of curiosity and rest. It's an in-depth and heartfelt conversation celebrating shared passions and the magic of fandom. 00:28 Meeting Nik Walker aka Morgan fangirls out 01:45 Hamilton Memories and Fort Lauderdale Stories 07:11 Nerdy Beginnings: Jurassic Park 12:30 Theme Park Adventures and Nostalgia 15:16 Mark Twain and the Magic of Play 19:12 Current Nerdy Interests and TV Shows 23:54 Harry Potter Fandom and House Sorting 25:30 Halloween Horror Night 26:45 Nerdy About Naps 30:02 Disney Song Bangers 31:56 Journey into Fandom 45:39 Starstruck by Matt Damon 50:32 The Power of Fandom 52:28 Embracing Nerdiness 54:49 Conclusion and Farewell Follow Nik Walker at: https://www.instagram.com/nikkywalks https://www.threads.net/@nikkywalks Follow That Nerd Thing at: TikTok: @thatnerdthingpod Instagram: @thatnerdthingpod YouTube: @thatnerdthingpod Email: thatnerdthingpod@gmail.com Don't forget to share this podcast with your nerdy friends!
For those who haven't heard the announcement I posted , songs from this point on will sometimes be split among multiple episodes, so this is the first part of a two-episode look at the song “I Heard it Through the Grapevine”. This week we take a short look at the song’s writers, Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong, and the first released version by Gladys Knight and the Pips. In two weeks time we’ll take a longer look at the sixties career of the song’s most famous performer, Marvin Gaye. This episode is quite a light one. That one… won’t be. Click the full post to read liner notes, links to more information, and a transcript of the episode. Patreon backers also have a half-hour bonus episode, on “Bend Me Shape Me” by Amen Corner. Tilt Araiza has assisted invaluably by doing a first-pass edit, and will hopefully be doing so from now on. Check out Tilt's irregular podcasts at http://www.podnose.com/jaffa-cakes-for-proust and http://sitcomclub.com/ Resources Mixcloud will be up with the next episode. For Motown-related information in this and other Motown episodes, I've used the following resources: Where Did Our Love Go? The Rise and Fall of the Motown Sound by Nelson George is an excellent popular history of the various companies that became Motown. To Be Loved by Berry Gordy is Gordy's own, understandably one-sided, but relatively well-written, autobiography. Women of Motown: An Oral History by Susan Whitall is a collection of interviews with women involved in Motown. I Hear a Symphony: Motown and Crossover R&B by J. Andrew Flory is an academic look at Motown. The Motown Encyclopaedia by Graham Betts is an exhaustive look at the people and records involved in Motown's thirty-year history. Motown: The Golden Years is another Motown encyclopaedia. And Motown Junkies is an infrequently-updated blog looking at (so far) the first 693 tracks released on Motown singles. For information on Marvin Gaye, and his relationship with Norman Whitfield, I relied on Divided Soul: The Life of Marvin Gaye by David Ritz. I’ve also used information on Whitfield in Ain't Too Proud to Beg: The Troubled Lives and Enduring Soul of the Temptations by Mark Ribowsky, I’ve also referred to interviews with Whitfield and Strong archived at rocksbackpages.com , notably “The Norman Whitfield interview”, John Abbey, Blues & Soul, 1 February 1977 For information about Gladys Knight, I’ve used her autobiography. The best collection of Gladys Knight and the Pips’ music is this 3-CD set, but the best way to hear Motown hits is in the context of other Motown hits. This five-CD box set contains the first five in the Motown Chartbusters series of British compilations. The Pips’ version of “I Heard it Through the Grapevine” is on disc 2, while Marvin Gaye’s is on disc 3, which is famously generally considered one of the best single-disc various artists compilations ever. Patreon This podcast is brought to you by the generosity of my backers on Patreon. Why not join them? Transcript Before I start, a brief note — this episode contains some brief mentions of miscarriage and drug abuse. The history of modern music would be immeasurably different had it not been for one car breakdown. Norman Whitfield spent the first fifteen years of his life in New York, never leaving the city, until his grandmother died. She’d lived in LA, and that was where the funeral was held, and so the Whitfield family got into a car and drove right across the whole continent — two thousand five hundred miles — to attend the old lady’s funeral. And then after the funeral, they turned round and started to drive home again. But they only got as far as Detroit when the car, understandably, gave up the ghost. Luckily, like many Black families, they had family in Detroit, and Norman’s aunt was not only willing to put the family up for a while, but her husband was able to give Norman’s father a job in his drug store while he saved up enough money to pay for the car to be fixed. But as it happened, the family liked Detroit, and they never did get around to driving back home to New York. Young Norman in particular took to the city’s nightlife, and soon as well as going to school he was working an evening job at a petrol station — but that was only to supplement the money he made as a pool hustler. Young Norman Whitfield was never going to be the kind of person who took a day job, and so along with his pool he started hanging out with musicians — in particular with Popcorn and the Mohawks, a band led by Popcorn Wylie. [Excerpt: Popcorn and the Mohawks, “Shimmy Gully”] Popcorn and the Mohawks were a band of serious jazz musicians, many of whom, including Wylie himself, went on to be members of the Funk Brothers, the team of session players that played on Motown’s hits — though Wylie would depart Motown fairly early after a falling out with Berry Gordy. They were some of the best musicians in Detroit at the time, and Whitfield would tag along with the group and play tambourine, and sometimes other hand percussion instruments. He wasn’t a serious musician at that point, just hanging out with a bunch of people who were, who were a year or two older than him. But he was learning — one thing that everyone says about Norman Whitfield in his youth is that he was someone who would stand on the periphery of every situation, not getting involved, but soaking in everything that the people around him were doing, and learning from them. And soon, he was playing percussion on sessions. At first, this wasn’t for Motown, but everything in the Detroit music scene connected back to the Gordy family in one way or another. In this case, the label was Thelma Records, which was formed by Berry Gordy’s ex-mother-in-law and named after Gordy’s first wife, who he had recently divorced. Of all the great Motown songwriters and producers, Whitfield’s life is the least-documented, to the extent that the chronology of his early career is very vague and contradictory, and Thelma was such a small label there even seems to be some dispute about when it existed — different sources give different dates, and while Whitfield always said he worked for Thelma records, he might have actually been employed by another label owned by the same people, Ge Ge, which might have operated earlier — but by most accounts Whitfield quickly progressed from session tambourine player to songwriter. According to an article on Whitfield from 1977, the first record of one of his songs was “Alone” by Tommy Storm on Thelma Records, but that record seems not to exist — however, some people on a soul message board, discussing this a few years ago, found an interview with a member of a group called The Fabulous Peps which also featured Storm, saying that their record on Ge Ge Records, “This Love I Have For You”, is a rewrite of that song by Don Davis, Thelma’s head of A&R, though the credit on the label for that is just to Davis and Ron Abner, another member of the group: [Excerpt: The Fabulous Peps, “This Love I Have For You”] So that might, or might not, be the first Norman Whitfield song ever to be released. The other song often credited as Whitfield’s first released song is “Answer Me” by Richard Street and the Distants — Street was another member of the Fabulous Peps, but we’ve encountered him and the Distants before when talking about the Temptations — the Distants were the group that Otis Williams, Melvin Franklin, and Al Bryant had been in before forming the Temptations — and indeed Street would much later rejoin his old bandmates in the Temptations, when Whitfield was producing for them. Unlike the Fabulous Peps track, this one was clearly credited to N. Whitfield, so whatever happened with the Storm track, this is almost certainly Whitfield’s first official credit as a songwriter: [Excerpt: Richard Street and the Distants, “Answer Me”] He was soon writing songs for a lot of small labels — most of which appear to have been recorded by the Thelma team and then licensed out — like “I’ve Gotten Over You” by the Sonnettes: [Excerpt: The Sonnettes, “I’ve Gotten Over You”] That was on KO Records, distributed by Scepter, and was a minor local hit — enough to finally bring Whitfield to the attention of Berry Gordy. According to many sources, Whitfield had been hanging around Hitsville for months trying to get a job with the label, but as he told the story in 1977 “Berry Gordy had sent Mickey Stevenson over to see me about signing with the company as an exclusive in-house writer and producer. The first act I was assigned to was Marvin Gaye and he had just started to become popular.” That’s not quite how the story went. According to everyone else, he was constantly hanging around Hitsville, getting himself into sessions and just watching them, and pestering people to let him get involved. Rather than being employed as a writer and producer, he was actually given a job in Motown’s quality control department for fifteen dollars a week, listening to potential records and seeing which ones he thought were hits, and rating them before they went to the regular department meetings for feedback from the truly important people. But he was also allowed to write songs. His first songwriting credit on a Motown record wasn’t Marvin Gaye, as Whitfield would later tell the story, but was in fact for the far less prestigious Mickey Woods — possibly the single least-known artist of Motown’s early years. Woods was a white teenager, the first white male solo artist signed to Motown, who released two novelty teen-pop singles. Whitfield’s first Motown song was the B-side to Woods’ second single, a knock-off of Sam Cooke’s “Cupid” called “They Call Me Cupid”, co-written with Berry Gordy and Brian Holland: [Excerpt: Mickey Woods, “They Call Me Cupid”] Unsurprisingly that didn’t set the world on fire, and Whitfield didn’t get another Motown label credit for thirteen months (though some of his songs for Thelma may have come out in this period). When he did, it was as co-writer with Mickey Stevenson — and, for the first time, sole producer — of the first single for a new singer, Kim Weston: [Excerpt: Kim Weston, “It Should Have Been Me”] As it turned out, that wasn’t a hit, but the flip-side, “Love Me All The Way”, co-written by Stevenson (who was also Weston’s husband) and Barney Ales, did become a minor hit, making the R&B top thirty. After that, Whitfield was on his way. It was only a month later that he wrote his first song for the Temptations, a B-side, “The Further You Look, The Less You See”: [Excerpt: The Temptations, “The Further You Look, The Less You See”] That was co-written with Smokey Robinson, and as we heard in the episode on “My Girl”, both Robinson and Whitfield vied with each other for the job of Temptations writer and producer. As we also heard in that episode, Robinson got the majority of the group’s singles for the next couple of years, but Whitfield would eventually take over from him. Whitfield’s work with the Temptations is probably his most important work as a writer and producer, and the Temptations story is intertwined deeply with this one, but for the most part I’m going to save discussion of Whitfield’s work with the group until we get to 1972, so bear with me if I seem to skim over that — and if I repeat myself in a couple of years when we get there. Whitfield’s first major success, though, was also the first top ten hit for Marvin Gaye, “Pride and Joy”: [Excerpt: Marvin Gaye, “Pride and Joy”] “Pride and Joy” had actually been written and recorded before the Kim Weston and Temptations tracks, and was intended as album filler — it was written during a session by Whitfield, Gaye, and Mickey Stevenson who was also the producer of the track, and recorded in the same session as it was written, with Martha and the Vandellas on backing vocals. The intended hit from the session, “Hitch-Hike”, we covered in the previous episode on Gaye, but that was successful enough that an album, That Stubborn Kinda Fellow, was released, with “Pride and Joy” on it. A few months later Gaye recut his lead vocal, over the same backing track, and the record was released as a single, reaching number ten on the pop charts and number two R&B: [Excerpt: Marvin Gaye, “Pride and Joy”] Whitfield had other successes as well, often as B-sides. “The Girl’s Alright With Me”, the B-side to Smokey Robinson’s hit for the Temptations “I’ll Be In Trouble”, went to number forty on the R&B chart in its own right: [Excerpt: The Temptations, “The Girl’s Alright With Me”] That was co-written with Eddie Holland, and Holland and Whitfield had a minor songwriting partnership at this time, with Holland writing lyrics and Whitfield the music. Eddie Holland even released a Holland and Whitfield collaboration himself during his brief attempt at a singing career — “I Couldn’t Cry if I Wanted To” was a song they wrote for the Temptations, who recorded it but then left it on the shelf for four years, so Holland put out his own version, again as a B-side: [Excerpt: Eddie Holland, “I Couldn’t Cry if I Wanted To”] Whitfield was very much a B-side kind of songwriter and producer at this point — but this could be to his advantage. In January 1963, around the same time as all these other tracks, he cut a filler track with the “no-hit Supremes”, “He Means the World to Me”, which was left on the shelf until they needed a B-side eighteen months later and pulled it out and released it: [Excerpt: The Supremes, “He Means the World to Me”] But the track that that was a B-side to was “Where Did Our Love Go?”, and at the time you could make a lot of money from writing the B-side to a hit that big. Indeed, at first, Whitfield made more money from “Where Did Our Love Go?” than Holland, Dozier, or Holland, because he got a hundred percent of the songwriters’ share for his side of the record, while they had to split their share three ways. Slowly Whitfield moved from being a B-side writer to being an A-side writer. With Eddie Holland he was given a chance at a Temptations A-side for the first time, with “Girl, (Why You Wanna Make Me Blue)”: [Excerpt: The Temptations, “Girl (Why You Wanna Make Me Blue)”] He also wrote for Jimmy Ruffin, but in 1964 it was with girl groups that Whitfield was doing his best work. With Mickey Stevenson he wrote “Needle in a Haystack” for the Velvettes: [Excerpt: The Velvettes, “Needle in a Haystack”] He wrote their classic followup “He Was Really Sayin' Somethin’” with Stevenson and Eddie Holland, and with Holland he also wrote “Too Many Fish in the Sea” for the Marvelettes: [Excerpt: The Marvelettes, “Too Many Fish In The Sea”] By late 1964, Whitfield wasn’t quite in the first rank of Motown songwriter-producers with Holland-Dozier-Holland and Smokey Robinson, but he was in the upper part of the second tier with Mickey Stevenson and Clarence Paul. And by early 1966, as we saw in the episode on “My Girl”, he had achieved what he’d wanted for four years, and become the Temptations’ primary writer and producer. As I said, we’re going to look at Whitfield’s time working with the Temptations later, but in 1966 and 67 they were the act he was most associated with, and in particular, he collaborated with Eddie Holland on three top ten hits for the group in 1966. But as we discussed in the episode on “I Can’t Help Myself”, Holland’s collaborations with Whitfield eventually caused problems for Holland with his other collaborators, when he won the BMI award for writing the most hit songs, depriving his brother and Lamont Dozier of their share of the award because his outside collaborations put him ahead of them. While Whitfield *could* write songs by himself, and had in the past, he was at his best as a collaborator — as well as his writing partnership with Eddie Holland he’d written with Mickey Stevenson, Marvin Gaye, and Janie Bradford. And so when Holland told him he was no longer able to work together, Whitfield started looking for someone else who could write lyrics for him, and he soon found someone: [Excerpt: Barrett Strong, “Money”] Barrett Strong had, of course, been the very first Motown act to have a major national hit, with “Money”, but as we discussed in the episode on that song he had been unable to have a follow-up hit, and had actually gone back to working on an assembly line for a while. But when you’ve had a hit as big as “Money”, working on an assembly line loses what little lustre it has, and Strong soon took himself off to New York and started hanging around the Brill Building, where he hooked up with Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman, the writers of such hits as “Save the Last Dance for Me”, “Viva Las Vegas”, “Sweets for My Sweet”, and “A Teenager in Love”. Pomus and Shuman, according to Strong, signed him to a management contract, and they got him signed to Atlantic’s subsidiary Atco, where he recorded one single, “Seven Sins”, written and produced by the team: [Excerpt: Barrett Strong, “Seven Sins”] That was a flop, and Strong was dropped by the label. He bounced around a few cities before ending up in Chicago, where he signed to VeeJay Records and put out one more single as a performer, “Make Up Your Mind”, which also went nowhere: [Excerpt: Barrett Strong, “Make Up Your Mind”] Strong had co-written that, and as his performing career was now definitively over, he decided to move into songwriting as his main job. He co-wrote “Stay in My Corner” for the Dells, which was a top thirty R&B hit for them on VeeJay in 1965 and in a remade version in 1968 became a number one R&B hit and top ten pop hit for them: [Excerpt: The Dells, “Stay in My Corner”] And on his own he wrote another top thirty R&B hit, “This Heart of Mine”, for the Artistics: [Excerpt: The Artistics, “This Heart of Mine”] He wrote several other songs that had some minor success in 1965 and 66, before moving back to Detroit and hooking up again with his old label, this time coming to them as a songwriter with a track record rather than a one-hit wonder singer. As Strong put it “They were doing my style of music then, they were doing something a little different when I left, but they were doing the more soulful, R&B-style stuff, so I thought I had a place there. So I had an idea I thought I could take back and see if they could do something with it.” That idea was the first song he wrote under his new contract, and it was co-written with Norman Whitfield. It’s difficult to know how Whitfield and Strong started writing together, or much about their writing partnership, even though it was one of the most successful songwriting teams of the era, because neither man was interviewed in any great depth, and there’s almost no long-form writing on either of them. What does seem to have been the case is that both men had been aware of each other in the late fifties, when Strong was a budding R&B star and Whitfield merely a teenager hanging round watching the cool kids. The two may even have written together before — in an example of how the chronology for both Whitfield and Strong seems to make no sense, Whitfield had cowritten a song with Marvin Gaye, “Wherever I Lay My Hat, That’s My Home”, in 1962 — when Strong was supposedly away from Motown — and it had been included as an album track on the That Stubborn Kinda Fellow album: [Excerpt: Marvin Gaye, “Wherever I Lay My Hat, That’s My Home”] The writing on that was originally credited just to Whitfield and Gaye on the labels, but it is now credited to Whitfield, Gaye, and Strong, including with BMI. Similarly Gaye’s 1965 album track “Me and My Lonely Room” — recorded in 1963 but held back – was initially credited to Whitfield alone but is now credited to Whitfield and Strong, in a strange inverse of the way “Money” initially had Strong’s credit but it was later removed. But whether this was an administrative decision made later, or whether Strong had been moonlighting for Motown uncredited in 1962 and collaborated with Whitfield, they hadn’t been a formal writing team in the way Whitfield and Holland had been, and both later seemed to date their collaboration proper as starting in 1966 when Strong returned to Motown — and understandably. The two songs they’d written earlier – if indeed they had – had been album filler, but between 1967 when the first of their new collaborations came out and 1972 when they split up, they wrote twenty-three top forty hits together. Theirs seems to have been a purely business relationship — in the few interviews with Strong he talks about Whitfield as someone he was friendly with, but Whitfield’s comments on Strong seem always to be the kind of very careful comments one would make about someone for whom one has a great deal of professional respect, a great deal of personal dislike, but absolutely no wish to air the dirty laundry behind that dislike, or to burn bridges that don’t need burning. Either way, Whitfield was in need of a songwriting partner when Barrett Strong walked into a Motown rehearsal room, and recognised that Strong’s talents were complementary to his. So he told Strong, straight out, “I’ve had quite a few hit records already. If you write with me, I can guarantee you you’ll make at least a hundred thousand dollars a year” — though he went on to emphasise that that wasn’t a guarantee-guarantee, and would depend on Strong putting the work in. Strong agreed, and the first idea he brought in for his new team earned both of them more than that hundred thousand dollars by itself. Strong had been struck by the common phrase “I heard it through the grapevine”, and started singing that line over some Ray Charles style gospel chords. Norman Whitfield knew a hook when he heard one, and quickly started to build a full song around Strong’s line. Initially, by at least some accounts, they wanted to place the song with the Isley Brothers, who had just signed to Motown and had a hit with the Holland-Dozier-Holland song “This Old Heart of Mine”: [Excerpt: The Isley Brothers, “This Old Heart of Mine (Is Weak For You)”] For whatever reason, the Isley Brothers didn’t record the song, or if they did no copy of the recording has ever surfaced, though it does seem perfectly suited to their gospel-inflected style. The Isleys did, though, record another early Whitfield and Strong song, “That’s the Way Love Is”, which came out in 1967 as a flop single, but would later be covered more successfully by Marvin Gaye: [Excerpt: The Isley Brothers, “That’s the Way Love Is”] Instead, the song was first recorded by the Miracles. And here the story becomes somewhat murky. We have a recording by the Miracles, released on an album two years later, but some have suggested that that version isn’t the same recording they made in 1966 when Whitfield and Strong wrote the song originally: [Excerpt: Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, “I Heard it Through the Grapevine”] It certainly sounds to my ears like that is probably the version of the song the group recorded in 66 — it sounds, frankly, like a demo for the later, more famous version. All the main elements are there — notably the main Ray Charles style hook played simultaneously on Hammond organ and electric piano, and the almost skanking rhythm guitar stabs — but Smokey Robinson’s vocal isn’t *quite* passionate enough, the tempo is slightly off, and the drums don’t have the same cavernous rack tom sound that they have in the more famous version. If you weren’t familiar with the eventual hit, it would sound like a classic Motown track, but as it is it’s missing something… [Excerpt: Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, “I Heard it Through the Grapevine”] According to at least some sources, that was presented to the quality control team — the team in which Whitfield had started his career, as a potential single, but they dismissed it. It wasn’t a hit, and Berry Gordy said it was one of the worst songs he’d ever heard. But Whitfield knew the song was a hit, and so he went back into the studio and cut a new backing track: [Excerpt: Marvin Gaye, “I Heard it Through the Grapevine (backing track only)”] (Incidentally, no official release of the instrumental backing track for “I Heard it Through the Grapevine” exists, and I had to put that one together myself by taking the isolated parts someone had uploaded to youtube and synching them back together in editing software, so if there are some microsecond-level discrepancies between the instruments there, that’s on me, not on the Funk Brothers.) That track was originally intended for the Temptations, with whom Whitfield was making a series of hits at the time, but they never recorded it at the time. Whitfield did produce a version for them as an album track a couple of years later though, so we have an idea how they might have taken the song vocally — though by then David Ruffin had been replaced in the group by Dennis Edwards: [Excerpt: The Temptations, “I Heard it Through the Grapevine”] But instead of giving the song to the Temptations, Whitfield kept it back for Marvin Gaye, the singer with whom he’d had his first big breakthrough hit and for whom his two previous collaborations with Strong – if collaborations they were – had been written. Gaye and Whitfield didn’t get on very well — indeed, it seems that Whitfield didn’t get on very well with *anyone* — and Gaye would later complain about the occasions when Whitfield produced his records, saying “Norman and I came within a fraction of an inch of fighting. He thought I was a prick because I wasn't about to be intimidated by him. We clashed. He made me sing in keys much higher than I was used to. He had me reaching for notes that caused my throat veins to bulge.” But Gaye sang the song fantastically, and Whitfield was absolutely certain they had a sure-fire hit: [Excerpt: Marvin Gaye, “I Heard it Through the Grapevine”] But once again the quality control department refused to release the track. Indeed, it was Berry Gordy personally who decided, against the wishes of most of the department by all accounts, that instead of “I Heard it Through the Grapevine” Gaye’s next single should be a Holland-Dozier-Holland track, “Your Unchanging Love”, a soundalike rewrite of their earlier hit for him, “How Sweet It Is”. “Your Unchanging Love” made the top thirty, but was hardly a massive success. Gordy has later claimed that he always liked “Grapevine” but just thought it was a bit too experimental for Gaye’s image at the time, but reports from others who were there say that what Gordy actually said was “it sucks”. So “I Heard it Through the Grapevine” was left on the shelf, and the first fruit of the new Whitfield/Strong team to actually get released was “Gonna Give Her All the Love I’ve Got”, written for Jimmy Ruffin, the brother of Temptations lead singer David, who had had one big hit, “What Becomes of the Brokenhearted” and one medium one, “I’ve Passed This Way Before”, in 1966. Released in 1967, “Gonna Give Her All the Love I’ve Got” became Ruffin’s third and final hit, making number 29: [Excerpt: Jimmy Ruffin, “Gonna Give Her All the Love I’ve Got”] But Whitfield was still certain that “Grapevine” could be a hit. And then in 1967, a few months after he’d shelved Gaye’s version, came the record that changed everything in soul: [Excerpt: Aretha Franklin, “Respect”] Whitfield was astounded by that record, but also became determined he was going to “out-funk Aretha”, and “I Heard it Through the Grapevine” was going to be the way to do it. And he knew someone who thought she could do just that. Gladys Knight never got on well with Aretha Franklin. According to Knight’s autobiography this was one-sided on Franklin’s part, and Knight was always friendly to Franklin, but it’s also notable that she says the same about several other of the great sixties female soul singers (though not all of them by any means), and there seems to be a general pattern among those singers that they felt threatened by each other and that their own position in the industry was precarious, in a way the male singers usually didn’t. But Knight claimed she always *wished* she got on well with Franklin, because the two had such similar lives. They’d both started out singing gospel as child performers before moving on to the chitlin circuit at an early age, though Knight started her singing career even younger than Franklin did. Knight was only four when she started performing solos in church, and by the age of eight she had won the two thousand dollar top prize on Ted Mack’s Amateur Hour by singing Brahms’ “Lullaby” and the Nat “King” Cole hit “Too Young”: [Excerpt: Nat “King” Cole, “Too Young”] That success inspired her, and she soon formed a vocal group with her brother Bubba, sister Brenda and their cousins William and Eleanor Guest. They named themselves the Pips in honour of a cousin whose nickname that was, and started performing at talent contests in Atlanta Chitlin’ Circuit venues. They soon got a regular gig at one of them, the Peacock, despite them all being pre-teens at the time. The Pips also started touring, and came to the attention of Maurice King, the musical director of the Flame nightclub in Detroit, who became a vocal coach for the group. King got the group signed to Brunswick records, where they released their first single, a song King had written called “Whistle My Love”: [Excerpt: The Pips, “Whistle My Love”] According to Knight that came out in 1955, when she was eleven, but most other sources have it coming out in 1958. The group’s first two singles flopped, and Brenda and Eleanor quit the group, being replaced by another cousin, Edward Patten, and an unrelated singer Langston George, leaving Knight as the only girl in the quintet. While the group weren’t successful on records, they were getting a reputation live and toured on package tours with Sam Cooke, Jackie Wilson, and others. Knight also did some solo performances with a jazz band led by her music teacher, and started dating that band’s sax player, Jimmy Newman. The group’s next recording was much more successful. They went into a makeshift studio owned by a local club owner, Fats Hunter, and recorded what they thought was a demo, a version of the Johnny Otis song “Every Beat of My Heart”: [Excerpt: The Pips, “Every Beat of My Heart (HunTom version)”] The first they knew that Hunter had released that on his own small label was when they heard it on the radio. The record was picked up by VeeJay records, and it ended up going to number one on the R&B charts and number six on the pop charts, but they never saw any royalties from it. It brought them to the attention of another small label, Fury Records, which got them to rerecord the song, and that version *also* made the R&B top twenty and got as high as number forty-five on the pop charts: [Excerpt: Gladys Knight and the Pips, “Every Beat of My Heart (Fury version)”] However, just because they had a contract with Fury didn’t mean they actually got any more money, and Knight has talked about the label’s ownership being involved with gangsters. That was the first recording to be released as by “Gladys Knight and the Pips”, rather than just The Pips, and they would release a few more singles on Fury, including a second top twenty pop hit, the Don Covay song “Letter Full of Tears”: [Excerpt: Gladys Knight and the Pips, “Letter Full of Tears”] But Knight had got married to Newman, who was by now the group’s musical director, after she fell pregnant when she was sixteen and he was twenty. However, that first pregnancy tragically ended in miscarriage, and when she became pregnant again she decided to get off the road to reduce the risk. She spent a couple of years at home, having two children, while the other Pips – minus George who left soon after – continued without her to little success. But her marriage was starting to deteriorate under pressure of Newman’s drug use — they wouldn’t officially divorce until 1972, but they were already feeling the pressure, and would split up sooner rather than later — and Knight returned to the stage, initially as a solo artist or duetting with Jerry Butler, but soon rejoining the Pips, who by this time were based in New York and working with the choreographer Cholly Atkins to improve their stagecraft. For the next few years the Pips drifted from label to label, scoring one more top forty hit in 1964 with Van McCoy’s “Giving Up”, but generally just getting by like so many other acts on the circuit. Eventually the group ended up moving to Detroit, and hooking up with Motown, where mentors like Cholly Atkins and Maurice King were already working. At first they thought they were taking a step up, but they soon found that they were a lower tier Motown act, considered on a par with the Spinners or the Contours rather than the big acts, and according to Knight they got pulled off an early Motown package tour because Diana Ross, with whom like Franklin Knight had something of a rivalry, thought they were too good on stage and were in danger of overshadowing her. Knight says in her autobiography that they “formed a little club of our own with some of the other malcontents” with Martha Reeves, Marvin Gaye, and someone she refers to as “Ivory Joe Hunter” but I presume she means Ivy Jo Hunter (one of the big problems when dealing with R&B musicians of this era is the number of people with similar names. Ivy Jo Hunter, Joe Hunter, and Ivory Joe Hunter were all R&B musicians for whom keyboard was their primary instrument, and both Ivy Jo and just plain Joe worked for Motown at different points, but Ivory Joe never did) Norman Whitfield was also part of that group of “malcontents”, and he was also the producer of the Pips’ first few singles for Motown, and so when he was looking for someone to outdo Aretha, someone with something to prove, he turned to them. He gave the group the demo tape, and they worked out a vocal arrangement for a radically different version of the song, one inspired by “Respect”: [Excerpt: Gladys Knight and the Pips, “I Heard it Through the Grapevine”] The third time was the charm, and quality control finally agreed to release “I Heard it Through the Grapevine” as a single. Gladys Knight always claimed it had no promotion, but Norman Whitfield’s persistence had paid off — the single went to number two on the pop charts (kept off the top by “Daydream Believer”), number one on the R&B charts, and became Motown’s biggest-selling single *ever* up until that point. It also got Knight a Grammy nomination for Best R&B Vocal Performance, Female — though the Grammy committee, at least, didn’t think she’d out-Aretha’d Aretha, as “Respect” won the award. And that, sadly, sort of summed up Gladys Knight and the Pips at Motown — they remained not quite the winners in everything. There’s no shame in being at number two behind a classic single like “Daydream Believer”, and certainly no shame in losing the Grammy to Aretha Franklin at her best, but until they left Motown in 1972 and started their run of hits on Buddah records, Gladys Knight and the Pips would always be in other people’s shadow. That even extended to “I Heard It Through the Grapevine” when, as we’ll hear in part two of this story, Norman Whitfield’s persistence paid off, Marvin Gaye’s version got released as a single, and *that* became the biggest-selling single on Motown ever, outselling the Pips version and making it forever his song, not theirs. And as a final coda to the story of Gladys Knight and the Pips at Motown, while they were touring off the back of “Grapevine’s” success, the Pips ran into someone they vaguely knew from his time as a musician in the fifties, who was promoting a group he was managing made up of his sons. Knight thought they had something, and got in touch with Motown several times trying to get them to sign the group, but she was ignored. After a few attempts, though, Bobby Taylor of another second-tier Motown group, the Vancouvers, also saw them and got in touch with Motown, and this time they got signed. But that story wasn’t good enough for Motown, and so neither Taylor nor Knight got the credit for discovering the group. Instead when Joe Jackson’s sons’ band made their first album, it was titled Diana Ross Presents the Jackson 5. But that, of course, is a story for another time…
Fresh from starring in Ain't Too Proud, Cameron Bernard Jones is soon to be playing Collins in the new UK revival of Rent for Landmark Theatres. Cameron is originally from New York and has performed internationally in Porgy & Bess, Hairspray and Showboat. In the West End, he has been in Motown The Musical and Tina: The Tina Turner Musical in which he covered Ike Turner. Cameron was in South Pacific at the Chichester Festival Theatre, Punchdrunk's acclaimed porudction of The Burnt City and received a Black British Theatre Award nomination for his performance as the title role in The Wiz at the Hope Mill Theatre in Manchester. Cameron starred as Melvin Franklin in the original West End cast of Ain't Too Proud: The Life and Times of The Temptations at the Prince Edward Theatre. Cameron is also a podcaster; he hosts and produces Lick The Plate, a podcast about people and food. In this episode, Cameron discusses his original journey into theatre, reestablishing himself in the UK and the highs and lows of his first contract as a West End leading man. He also reflects on navigating a career in theatre as a bass baritone and lots more. Follow Cameron on Instagram: @cbjartsFollow and subscribe to Lick The Plate wherever you get your podcasts. You can see Cameron in Rent at the Peterborough New Theatre and Queen's Theatre Barnstaple in June and July. Hosted by Andrew Tomlins @AndrewTomlins32 Thanks for listening! Email: andrew@westendframe.co.uk Visit westendframe.co.uk for more info about our podcasts. 46s Film Making 46s: Filmmakers talk origins, challenges, budgets, and profits.Listen on: Apple Podcasts Spotify
L'épisode d'aujourd'hui est consacré à "I Can't Help Myself" des Four Tops, et constitue la deuxième partie d'une série de trois épisodes consacrés à la Motown de 1965. PLAYLIST FOUR TOPS The Four Tops, "I Can't Help Myself" The Four Aims, "She Gave Me Love" The Four Tops, "Kiss Me Baby" Ray Charles, "Kissa Me Baby" The Classics, "If Only the Sky Was a Mirror" The Four Tops, "This Can't be Love" The Supremes, "Run Run Run" Martha and the Vandellas, "My Baby Loves Me" The Four Tops, "Baby I Need Your Loving" The Four Tops, "I Can't Help Myself" The Supremes, "Where Did Our Love Go ?" The Four Tops, "I Can't Help Myself" The Four Tops, "I Can't Help Myself" The Four Tops, "It's the Same Old Song" The Four Tops, "Loving You is Sweeter Than Ever" The Supremes, "You Keep Me Hanging On" Vanilla Fudge, "You Keep Me Hanging On" The Four Tops, "Reach Out I'll Be There" The Four Tops, "Reach Out I'll Be There" The Temptations, "Ain't Too Proud to Beg" The Four Tops, "Bernadette" The Four Tops, "Walk Away Renee" The Four Tops, "If I Were a Carpenter" The Four Tops, "When She Was My Girl" The Four Tops, "Loco in Acapulco"
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She's Too Proud of Me: Part 5 Liv treats herself to her neighbor, and costumes. In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. I didn't think anything could slow down the freight train momentum of depravity that started with body shots and ended in a hot tub, but I was surprised. The whole evening went down in a very slow, tame way after everyone got into the water. Maggie had even restored her bathing suit and soaked with the rest of us. We even all got dressed and went to dinner. I got weird looks from the staff. [[MORE]] I went to the guest bedroom when we got back and got ready for bed, the flight in had been crazy early and I was ready to crash out. Liv gave me permission to bail, and I climbed into bed and knocked out shortly after. I came too after what didn't feel like long enough. The room was dark, and I could hear whispering. The voice was Liv's and she was whispering to me to wake up, shaking my shoulder. I rolled over and looked at her, only illuminated by the flood lights through the window. She was wearing one of my t-shirts that draped across her like a dress. The neck had pulled to one side, her shoulder nearly poking out. "Wake up, we want to play now." She whispered. I looked into her eyes through strands of red hair. "We?" I said sleepily. She pulled the comforter back to reveal that Lizzie was laying between us in nothing but a tank top and panties. The fabric was pulled tight across her torso and her a-cups were almost visible beneath. "Come on," Liv whispered, "Play with our toy sized guest." Liv put her hand on Lizzie's small breast and felt it, making her face tighten against the feeling. Liv closed her fingers around the nipple poking through the top and squeezed it making her jolt and gasp. "This couldn't wait until morning?" I asked looking over Lizzie's body, then back at Liv who bit her lip. "We couldn't sleep." Liv giggled, "We hoped you could; wear us out." "We'll let you do anything you want." Lizzie said in a quiet voice. She rolled on her side and reached under the blanket to feel my stiffening shaft, "Or; anyone." She put her lips to mine and kissed me softly stroking with her hand. She made sounds as we kissed and rolled onto her back pulling me down with her. She slid her hand into my boxers wrapping her fingers around my shaft and stroking me with her soft grip. Liv leaned over and started kissing her neck, Liv's fingers reaching between Lizzie's legs and dragging a finger over the mound hidden below the fabric. Lizzie moaned into the kiss, spreading her legs and starting to squirm. I heard Liv giggle, "Look at how wet she is already." I pulled away from the kiss and looked. Liv's finger had soaked Lizzie's panties through and was glossy, coated with thick fluid that strung between her fingers when she pulled them apart. The spot on Lizzie's underwear was saturated, and see through from her leaking as well. Liv licked her fingers and rubbed Lizzie more making her whimper and moan, squirming in place. Her taught, flat body rolled as Liv's finger worked and Lizzie struggled to concentrate on what her hand was doing in my boxers. "I think she's going to cum already," Liv said excitedly, looking at me. She rubbed Lizzie's clit and folds steadily with soft up and down movements, the wet patch on Lizzie's underwear growing until the girl moaned into her hand and bucked through an orgasm that surprised her. Her hand left my boxers and she pulled Liv into a kiss, who happily kissed her back. While they kissed, I put my fingers in Lizzie's panties and pulled. She closed her legs and they slid off easily, a clear string clinging to the center as I removed them. I touched Liv's shoulder and she looked at me, "Want to share a midnight snack with me?" She smiled and raked red hair from her face, "I'd love to." I spread Lizzie's legs and she covered her face bashfully with a squeal. I scooted between them, and Liv crawled over Lizzie next to me as I bent over and started to lick Lizzie's wet folds. She gasped and whimpered as I tongued and flicked at her wet cunt moaning and rolling her small frame. Her tart flavor covered my tongue and lips as the skinny teen cried and squirmed. I leaned away from Lizzie and gave Liv a kiss. Liv kissed me eagerly, trying to taste as much of Lizzie on my mouth as possible before she leaned over and started licking delicately. She held her thick hair out of her face lapping and kissing and sucking on her friend's lips and folds, sliding her tongue across the clit making Lizzie moan into her hand. I put my hand on Liv's ass, feeling it gently. She pushed into my hand taunting Lizzie with her tongue. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "It's so hot when you play with other girls." She giggled and dragged her tongue across the pink cunt that dripped onto the bed, "I'll lick them if you fuck them." I slapped her ass and she gasped and laughed. "I think she's ready for you." "I don't know who to start with." I said feeling her ass gently. Liv rolled her eyes and ran a finger across Lizzie's slick cunt, "Look at how wet this eighty-five pound nubile is, her body is begging for it." I reached between Liv's legs and touched her folds making her jolt and moan. I dug my finger into her and she bit her lip and pushed into my hand as I fingered her for several seconds before pulling my finger out and showing her how wet she was, "Look how wet my psycho fiancée is, her body is begging for it." "But this poor girl is cock starving, tell him Lizzie." She said before burying her finger in Lizzie's cunt making her cry and squirm. Liv smiled at her reaction and slid her finger free sucking it clean. Lizzie sat up panting and peeled the tight tank top off her leaving her in nothing but socks. She shifted onto her knees and crawled toward me, her a-cups shaking as she did. She got to me and started kissing me, running her fingers over my tip through my boxers smiling into the kiss as she felt precum soaking through. "I want to be the man stealer for once." She panted. "Steal me," I said back, she smiled and struggled to pull away my boxers. I helped, rolling back to pull them off my ankles. She didn't give me a chance to recover, pushing me on the bed and swinging a pale leg over straddling me. Her petite body was stretched out over me, and I ran a hand over her small breasts and puffy nipples making her bite her lip and whimper. She twisted at the waist positioning my cock beneath her, I felt my tip rubbing against her dripping folds before she flexed her hips lowering herself onto me. She was unbelievably tight, her cunt squeezing me with every inch that slid in. She moaned lowly and covered her mouth as she felt me stretching her insides. I put my hand on her ass and gripped it making her moan and laugh as she started to fuck. She stroked my cock with quick movements of her hips fighting to keep her moans quiet as she rode me. Her toes curled against my legs so I could feel her socks and her cute face was flushed pink as her eyes closed with pleasure. I could hear her cunt with each stroke and feel the seeping wet streaks it left behind as she rode. Her cute, girlish, body rolled on top of me, making her curly hair fall over her shoulders. She moaned into her hand, biting her finger to stay quiet. "Fuck it feels so good; " she moaned quietly, her head rolling back. I curled myself up and held her slender body so I could tickle her nipples with my tongue, feeling her cunt clench and hearing her gasp and pant. I took one in my mouth and sucked for several seconds making her cry and buck. "Fuck I think I'm gonna cum again; " She squealed before cupping her hand to her mouth and moaning hard. Her cunt squeezed me tightly and her body shook, her stomach flexing and legs shaking as climax over took her again. I watched her sweet face tighten with pleasure as she tried to keep control. As her orgasm faded, I felt hot fluid drip down my balls and legs. She leaned over until her nipples tickled my chest and gave me a deep kiss heavy with whimpers and moans and I held her sides as she tried to tie her tongue up with mine. She started to move again, rocking her body up and down, fucking me, moaning and holding herself up on the bed as she did. I put a hand on her ass as she slid herself on my cock, her cunt barely taking me in. As Lizzie started riding, I heard muffled moans and looked over at Liv who had shed her shirt and was burying messy, wet, fingers into herself on the verge of what could have been one of several orgasms. "I think Liv is going to cum on her own." I panted. She looked over at the ginger, whose hair was thrown across the comforter, her long, pale, body writhing in place as she fingered herself in a frenzy. Lizzie fucked slowly as we watched Liv slipping from control. "I guess you can play with her a little," Lizzie said breathlessly, "But you have to cum in me." "I'll do my best." I conceded. She laughed and patted my cheek leaning up to slide me out. My hips and thighs were a wet mess and a thick string of clear fluid pulled out with me. She was such a small girl I hadn't realized I'd gotten in that deep. She climbed off and I shifted over to Liv who looked up at me, red in the face. I pulled on Liv's arm so that she lifted herself off the bed and onto her hands and knees. She knows what I like. She was panting and protesting while doing what I wanted. Her thighs were wet with running fluid and her cunt was a slick mess that dripped onto the bed. Her slender body glinted in the light from the window and I pulled copper hair from her face to kiss her. She kissed back her body moving eagerly as we kissed. She put her messy hand on my face as we kissed before pulling away to argue. "No, you have to cum in her, cum in her." She whimpered. "I'm going to, but she said I could play with this crazy redhead for a bit." "You're a fucking slut," She panted, "two girls at once; " I put my finger in her mouth and she sucked it submissively, practically drunk with lust. I moved behind her and slapped her ass making her groan and flex her hips. I pushed into her and she moaned loudly hanging her head from her shoulders helplessly as I started to hammer her. She laughed through strained moans, "I can feel her on your cock; Umm fuck you smell like her too; " I pounded her watching her body react to each stroke and hearing her cry and moan. I reached up and grabbed her hair in my fist and yanked back. She groaned loudly, using my grip to hold her head up as I pounded her from behind. She didn't control her voice like Lizzie had and moaned openly into the room. She wiped drool from her mouth as her lips hung open moaning continuously in a breeding stupor. I slapped her ass with a pop, and she strained against my grip on her hair and moaned in satisfaction. She must have been close when we interrupted her because she dropped to her elbows and screamed into the mattress as an orgasm exploded across her body. She moaned into the comforter as loud as she could, her body now glitzed with sweat shuddering and spasming around my cock for several moments until she slowly slid away, my cock pulling out as she panted on the bed, her face resting a spot of heavy drool. She jerked and panted for breath in place. I felt her ass in my hand, and she made a weak sound of satisfaction, wet hair sticking to her face. Lizzie drew my attention back to her pulling me into a kiss, and the kiss pulling me down between her legs. She whimpered into the kiss and wrapped her legs around me. I felt along her folds with my tip, making her whimper and flinch until I reached the opening and plunged in. She moaned loudly into our kiss and threw her head back biting her lip to try and stay quiet. "Fuck you're so deep like this; " She cried. I was getting close, but held on to watch her innocent face squeezing her eyes shut as she relished the feeling of being fucked, her doll like body lit up with the feeling of being bred by someone else's man. I wanted to make her cum again but she sensed I was close and locked her ankles behind me and held my neck, "Give me her cum; make me a slutty, cumfilled, schoolgirl; " I kept fucking, taking in the sound of her cries and watching her cute body until the pressure burst and I groaned shuddering on top of her. My cock burst with hot jets of cum, dumping thick, long, ropes into her until I could feel it collecting around my shaft. She whimpered and sighed satisfaction, moving her hips to encourage more cum and kissing my neck. She unlocked her ankles and I pulled away, my softening shaft tugged out of her, thick cum pulling out with it and draining down her ass onto the bed. She laughed into her hand and reached down dragging a finger through the steady flow and looked at it. "Holy shit there's so much." She laughed, "Umm I can feel it in me; " Liv crawled to Lizzie, a sizable wet spot left where she'd been and kissed Lizzie softly, holding her face. Lizzie kissed her back happily, gasping into the kiss. Liv whimpered to her after several moments, "You're such a homewrecking bitch, I think he loves your tight body." "I could barely fit him, I bet I could cum over and over." "I could too; " Liv said almost in a whisper. I heard Lizzie giggle just before I fell asleep. It wasn't on purpose, I meant it when I said I was tired. I don't know how late Liv and Lizzie were up after me, but they mercifully didn't wake me up for more or when they woke up the following morning letting me sleep till almost eleven. I rolled out of bed slowly and took a shower before dressing in shirt and sweatpants and going downstairs. Liv would prefer I smell like the night before but I wanted to be clean when I sipped coffee. Downstairs, Liv was wearing athletic shorts and an AC/DC shirt, already sipping coffee of her own. She bounced out of the chair and hurried to me when I walked in. She gave me a tight hug and a bright smile. "Good morning," She chirped. "Good morning," I said back groggily, holding her with my hand in her hair. "Sorry I called you names last night, I was a little frantic." She said, her cheeks turning pink. "I did your eighteen-year-old neighbor while you watched, I think slut is perfectly appropriate." She laughed, "Umm so is doing my neighbor." She looked up at me, "Was it fun?" "Was your petite freshman neighbor fun? Absolutely." Liv smiled and brushed her nose against mine, "She asked if she could move in with us at College Station. She's going to A&M you know, then you could do her whenever you wanted." "You're not serious." I said sternly. She laughed, "Of course not, I just wanted to see how you'd react." Her hand surprised me touching my stiffening tip, "Umm, I've got you well trained." I put a finger on her nose, "Coffee first." She shrugged a shoulder, "Fine I guess." She turned to get a mug and handed it to me. I filled the cup and took a slow sip, "Do you have any wild activities planned for today?" She smiled and moved red hair from her face, "Ha, I didn't plan any of the wild activities yesterday." "You didn't bring Lizzie in last night?" I asked before taking another sip. "Actually no," Liv blushed, "She came in as I got in bed and told me Maggie ruined her fun and asked if she could surprise you in the morning. I didn't want to wait." Amy came wandering into the room, black hair frizzed and everywhere. It was apparent she didn't handle mornings well. She was wearing a tight black shirt and nothing but white underwear underneath. She wordlessly came in, grabbed a mug and poured coffee as we watched. "Where are Maggie and Lizzie?" She asked in a raspy voice. "Gone to do bride's made stuff." Liv said. Amy silently sipped coffee as she caught me looking her legs over. When our eyes met she arched an eyebrow. "I've got something fun we can do." "What's that?" Liv asked curiously. Amy wagged a finger at her and Liv hurried over. Amy leaned into Liv's ear and whispered causing Liv to giggle. "That sounds fun!" "What does? What's the plan?" I asked trying not to sound eager. "Wait here," Liv said excitedly, and they both hurried out of the kitchen. "I kinda hoped the plan would involve breakfast." I said to the empty kitchen, imagining a sitcom laugh track in my head. Maybe Liv's right, I am weird. I drank two full mugs of coffee before I heard them practically falling back down the stairs. They came hurrying into the kitchen and I knew right away it was going to be awhile before breakfast. Liv was wearing a white blouse and a pleated, red plaid skirt that looked short enough to have been from early high school. Amy had put on what had to be Liv's old, blue, cheerleading outfit because neither her chest, nor ass fit in it at all. She had squeezed her c's into the top so that the waist of the top started to ride up exposing a sliver of olive skin from her hips. The skirt too wasn't quite long enough to cover the entirety of her ass, leaving the bottoms of cheeks poking out from under, just above her fit legs that followed. Both girls had brushed out their hair so that it waved and draped neatly across their shoulders and back. "What's all this about?" I asked, prompting them both to giggle immediately. Liv leaned into Amy's ear and whispered, turning pink in the face and Amy grinned and nodded. Liv bent one knee over the other sheepishly and Amy took the lead on explaining, "Well," she said emphatically, "We just thought that, since we're all done with our homework, and Liv's parents won't be home for a little bit, I could give her some pointers on making out." I looked from one girl to the other, "Making out?" I repeated. Amy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, you know like, really sensual kissing?" She looked at Liv, "He knows what it is right?" "Yeah, we do it all the time." Liv replied looking at me like I'd embarrassed her. "And you needed a cheerleader outfit for that?" I asked Amy trying to keep my eyes away from the stretched "CRUSADERS" on the chest of the outfit and her long legs under the skirt. "Well yeah, I have practice later." She scoffed. Amy grabbed Liv's hand and pulled her through the kitchen. "Come on, we don't have all day for me to teach you to be sexy." As they passed me Liv jerked her head for me to follow and we all ended up in the living room. I was haphazardly dropped onto the couch and Liv sat a whole cushion away as Amy seemed to be surveying both of us. "Now the whole goal of making out is that the guy wants more of you. You're using the kiss and embrace to drive his desire for your body and as much of it as he can get." She looked at me and began climbing into my lap. "Wait, wait." Liv protested. Amy looked over at her, her chest in my face as she stood on her knees straddling me. "What?" She asked. "Wait so; you're going to make out with my boyfriend?" Liv asked sounding nervous. "Well, yeah, I have to show you how to do it don't I?" Amy laughed before lowering herself into my lap. She made sure when she settled there was no skirt between her and I. I could feel the heat from her panties on my quickly stiffening shaft. Her eyes brightened when she felt me beneath her and she smiled deviously before looking over at Liv who was watching raptly, "Now watch how what I do, draws him in. When we make out, he's going to want to more contact with my body the longer we kiss." She leaned in and embraced my lips with hers, letting her tongue playfully flit against mine. She held my neck and kissed me sweetly making soft noises as we kissed. As I got harder, I felt her push down against me to feel how hard I was against her. I put my hands on her sides and slid them down over her smooth legs, she panted with enjoyment and flexed her hips, dragging herself across me through my pants bringing me to full, aching erection. "Can I try?" I heard Liv ask, Amy laughed quietly and leaned up looking over at her as she dragged her thick black hair to one side. "But you still have so much to learn like, how to tell him you approve of him touching you, and, how to tell he's ready for more than kissing." She said breathily. Amy leaned back into our kiss. I slid my hand up her legs and dug my fingers into her ass through her skirt and she whimpered and moved her hips, now openly grinding on me. She panted into the kiss and pulled away to gasp for breath before kissing my neck. She leaned away and laughed devilishly, pulling up the hem of her skirt so my fingers made contact with her soft panties making her gasp. She looked over at Liv with heavy, crescent eyes. "He's so hard it's making me wet," She panted, reaching down, and palming my cock through my pants. "Maybe I could practice now; " Liv said sheepishly. "I dunno, sweetie," She said dragging her folds across my tip through our clothes, "I got him all ready to go that doesn't seem fair." She leaned in and kissed me hard dragging her tongue up and down mine, grinding her panties into my shaft. I could feel the heat from her, and her panties were beginning to soak into my pants making slick sounds. She was whimpering and moaning into the kiss, clearly getting herself off grinding on me. She panted heavily and leaned out of the kiss reaching her hand past the waist of my pants and grabbing my bare shaft. Her soft fingers stroked me, noticeably smearing precum from under my tip as she did. We heard Liv gasp quietly and Amy looked over at her giggling, still stroking me. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I got a little carried away. I just, I'm so fucking horny now; " "Maybe, you should let me go now; " She said quietly. Amy laughed, "that wouldn't be very nice to him, he's all; hard and slick for me. I couldn't leave your man with balls this heavy; they need to be; emptied." She pulled her hand out of my pants and licked her fingers before trying to pull my pants down. I looked over at Liv who looked shocked and uncomfortable. "Amy I'm not really comfortable with this anymore; " Amy giggled working my pants down my legs and kneeling between them, "Oh come on, Liv, don't be a prude. Let me teach you how to suck cock like a cheerleader." She smiled at me and ran her tongue over my shaft. "You really want him to; enjoy it don't you." She said before plunging me into her soft mouth and lashing me with her tongue. She sealed her lips around my cock and started bobbing, tugging on me gently with her mouth as she stroked. I panted heavily, digging my fingers into Amy's black hair as her face pumped my cock. She looked up at me with brown eyes that glittered with the thrill of humiliating her friend. Amy lowered her face until her nose touched my stomach and she made quiet choking and gagging noises for several seconds before coming up and heaving for air. She laughed through the desperate breaths letting my cock rest playfully across her face before sliding it down to her lips with her tongue hanging out until she wrapped her mouth around me again, looking at Liv all the while as she did. I reached down and cupped one of her breasts through the thick uniform and she cried in her throat, her hips bucking at the feeling. I groped her steadily causing her to squirm and moan into my cock as she bobbed and tugged, lavishing the velvety shaft with her tongue. She slid her lips up slowly and let precum trail off her tongue and snap against her chin, looking back over at Liv and laughed grabbing the hem of her cheerleader top and tugging it off with some effort. She pulled her hair through and tossed it onto the ground next to her, her breasts shaking in her bra as she grabbed my cock with her mouth and resumed sucking. Amy pushed her face down as far as she could fit, her body clenching as she tried not to gag as she forced my cock down her throat before whipping back up to fight for breath and licking my shaft, stroking it with a loose grip of her fingers. I reached down and grabbed a handful of her breast through the bra and she moaned, rocking her hips as I felt her. "Liv sweetie, could you undo my bra for me, he wants to play with my tits." She laughed and licked my shaft. "Amy, maybe I could try out some of; " She started to say. I had hoped the girls would take turns, but I knew that wasn't what Liv wanted, that wasn't what would get her off. "Babe don't be a prude; you'll ruin the fun of what she's showing you." I said tapping her leg. She looked at me and then at Amy and leaned over, struggling to get her fingers around the clasp of the pink bra. Amy hadn't stopped sucking, her head and torso bobbing as she stroked my shaft with her mouth making it frustrating for Liv to hold it steady. Finally it came loose and Amy discarded it quickly, her full, tan-lined breasts and brown nipples hanging freely from her chest. Amy popped her lips off my cock and climbed back onto the couch, straddling me. I grabbed her ass in both hands and took one of her nipples in my mouth sucking and tonguing. She moaned and squirmed as I moved from one breast to the other causing her fits as I mouthed her chest. She was dragging her soaked panties across the tip of my cock letting it catch against the opening, I was rocking my hips hopelessly trying to push into her through her panties. Amy looked at Liv, whose face was stony and emotionless with just a touch of pink on her cheeks and ears. Amy panted for breath and giggled, "I think he wants to fuck me; " She whimpered, "Fuck I can feel him trying; " She kissed me, whimpering as she teased me through her panties. My hand held one of her breasts squeezing and groping it, the other digging my fingers into her ass in a tight grip. She was moaning and moving her hips, holding my face as we kissed. She broke the kiss and cried, "Do you want to fuck a stupid, slutty, cheerleader in front of your girlfriend?" I leaned in and kissed her neck making her whimper and laugh. My fingers reached between her legs, feeling the slick fabric as I tugged the panties out of the way. As soon as my hand came away she pushed her cunt against me until my cock shoved into her making her moan loudly with her head thrown back. "Holy shit!" She groaned, flexing her hips down to push me in as deep as I could reach before rocking quickly. Her flat stomach flexed making her breasts bounce as she fucked me, holding my neck as she aggressively rode my cock. "Fuck your bare cock feels so good!" She yelled in my face, hanging her head. I slapped her ass making her yelp and dig her nails into my neck. I leaned up and kissed her neck, digging my teeth into it making her groan as she stroked my cock with her insides. "Fuck him; I don't care." We heard Liv hiss beside us. Amy laughed and leaned away from me standing up and hooking her thumbs into her panties. "Then move so I can feel him wreck me." She said dropping her panties to her ankles and starting on her skirt. I reached up and put my hand on hers, "Leave the skirt on so she has to watch me take a cheerleader." Amy smiled broadly and stepped out of her panties and crawled onto the couch on her hands and knees. I kicked away my pants and climbed behind her, admiring the way her olive ass looked under the pleated blue skirt. She reached back and pulled her cheeks apart exposing the pink, wet, inside of her cunt. I lined my cock up and plunged it back in making her moan in Liv's face. I started hammering her tight, tan, body from behind, watching her whole body react to the driving pace. She moaned and spread her legs to feel me in her as I pounded her tight cunt looking my girlfriend in the eyes as I fucked her roommate for the second time. I grabbed her hair and yanked back making her groan, pulling against my grip. My other hand slapped her ass with a wicked pop making her cry in pain. Amy's tight, round, ass smacked against my stomach as her fit body tried to fuck me back as my cock stroked her slick, tight, insides feeling her grip me as I plunged in until my hips met hers. I spanked her again, smashing my stiff palm against her cheek with a loud smack, then again harder. She grit her teeth and yelled, arching her back downward in response. "Fucking shit!" She yelled into Liv's face as she dropped to her elbows gripping the couch. "Pull my hair harder," She hissed through her teeth. I did, yanking back making her groan as I kept her dark locks in my fist. "Hit me again; " I spanked her and she moaned, "Harder!" She barked. I hit her with a full swing from the shoulder and she howled in pain, digging her nails into the cushion. "Fuck I'm gonna cum; " She screamed. She gave a strangled gasp and then moaned hoarsely, shaking. Her tan body quivered, and her cunt clamped on my cock as she seized and groaned through the orgasm. I watched her ribs and legs quake for several moments until the climax faded and she raked black hair from her face and laughed as I slid out of her, letting my shaft slide against her cunt and ass. "Umm, your boyfriend is really good. It's a shame he's tied up with such a square because I could fuck him all day." I spanked her and she moaned and rolled her back, pushing her ass into my hand with a laugh, "You want some more cheerleader or are you ready to move onto your boring loser again?" I reached between her legs and rubbed her folds gently making her whimper and her hips rock. Her cunt was messy and made wet sounds as I stroked her playing in the glaze that coated it. She bit her lip and squirmed, moaning as I teased her with my fingers, her sweet face flushed. "I'm not done with you yet, roll over." She gave a muffled laugh and turned over onto her back, spreading her long, tan, legs so the skirt pulled up around her waist. Her head was resting on Liv's leg as she laughed, holding her knees up and open as I moved between them. She wrapped her legs around me and kissed my neck as I rubbed her folds with my tip until I was able to shove into her. She bit down hard as my cock forced apart her walls and she moaned. She arched her head back as I punched through her, squeezing me with her thighs as I started fucking. "Oh, fuck its so good; fuck I love bare cock; Umm fuck!" She moaned holding my neck as I pumped steadily. She clung to me as I drilled the fit, slender, body, her breasts shaking, her flat stomach clenching with the feeling of her cunt being stretched. Her dark eyes closed tightly as she held on riding my cock. Amy grabbed her own breast and squeezed it, her pouty lips hanging open to moan as her body made loud, wet, smacking sounds. She had locked her ankles behind me as her body clenched so I could jam my cock into her quickly. She moaned loudly, holding her eyes shut as I hammered her tight cunt. She grabbed my wrist and put my hand on her neck biting her lip, "Fucking choke me; " I squeezed her throat and she cried through my grip, "Harder; " I did, pressing down on her windpipe. Her moans became throttled and broken as I pounded, strangling the college girl beneath me. Her eyes opened to show just the whites as the lack of air brought the intensity of sensations to a peak. She started to gurgle and groan squirming and shaking forcefully as another orgasm ripped across her. I fucked her messy cunt through the climax, she couldn't moan through my grip on her throat but made plenty of noise. When I felt her tight body start to slack as the orgasm faded I let go of her throat and grabbed her hair yanking her head forward. I pulled out of her and climbed up the couch as my cock erupted. I stroked myself milking thick, powerful bursts of cum onto her face. Jet after jet of cum slapped across her nose, mouth, neck, and chin, dripping from her head into her eyes and down her neck to her chest. She laid still for several moments panting as cum dripped down her face and neck, into her hair and mouth. She started laughing and wiping thick cum from her eyes. I moved letting her sit up and she looked over at Liv who was still stone faced and silent. "Umm I may have gotten carried away; " She laughed again and sucked cum from her finger. "I should probably go now huh? All covered in; " She stretched and rolled her young body, "Handprints and cum." She collected the top and her panties and hurried off, her ass with a bright red spot shaking as she did. She hurried down the hall and went into the hall bathroom shutting the door. Once she was gone I looked over at Liv who had scarce moved or spoken the entire time. "Please tell me that's what you were hoping for." She looked down for a moment and looked up, "Come up to our room ok?" She stood up without elaborating and left. I heaved a sight, wondering if her fetish had finally ended our run because I got to into it and followed her upstairs. I tried not to look at her slender legs sticking out of the skirt or the way it swished with her hips as we climbed the stairs. I tried not to think about what her fiery red hair looked like on her pale body. But ultimately, I thought about all of it, and the last few feet to the door my half stiff member wagged in front of me, as unconfident as I was. Liv engages in a little burglary, and he ruins a nice girl. She went into the guest room, and I followed, and she closed the door behind us and turned around to face me, getting close to me, looking up. "I think we should call what just happened a learning opportunity." She said. "Ok, what should I learn?" She looked down and put her arms around me pressing her face into my shoulder, "No matter what, if a beautiful woman wants you, take her. Do everything she wants, everything you want to her without asking or thinking about me. Even if she pulls you straight from my arms." She looked up from my shoulder, "Then come back to me so I can be drunk off the smell of her on you and reward you for your conquest." She reached down and grabbed my stiffening shaft. It was still slick from the mess Amy had left and made sticky sounds as she stroked me, "You're so hard, after emptying all that cum on her" "You look really cute in that outfit." I said as she played with my cock. She cracked a smile and looked at me, "You want to fuck a schoolgirl you pervert." She sank to her knees and gathered her thick, red, hair over her shoulder and leaned forward dragging her tongue over my shaft. "I love when you do that." I said watching her let the taste of Amy linger. "Shushh, my mom will hear us." She said before wrapping her lips around me and sucking. She shifted her posture to widen her legs and arch her back as she lavished me with her tongue rubbing it across my tip and tugging with her lips. She spent several minutes breathlessly cleaning me before sliding me from her mouth and lapping at my balls to taste everything Amy had left behind. "Sister Florence would flip if she could see me now." She giggled dragging her tongue along the underside of my shaft, giving me her most innocent expression to match the skirt and blouse. I put my hands on the back of her head and she giggled pushing my shaft against her tongue and licking. "If we'd gone to school together, I'd have fucked you in a classroom and still cum if we got caught." She looked me in the eyes for a second and stood up hurriedly. "What?" I asked, suddenly panicked I'd said something wrong. "Get dressed, I have an idea." She said pulling me to my bag. "I am rock hard I can't just put something on, what are you talking about?" She went over to her bag and pulled out white panties and stepped into them, it was like a good dream in reverse watching her put them on. "Wait, we were just role playing, and you were into it, now you're getting dressed what's happening?" "Put on a button up and khakis and meet me in my car." "Ok but why?" I strained. She had one sandal on and another in her hand, "So you can fuck me at school." I stared at her, "What? That's crazy." "I know, it'll be a blast. And it's practically abandoned on the weekends anyway." She slid her sandal onto her foot and looked around, "Oooh, I should bring a towel or something, you'll probably make a huge mess; you know somewhere." She dug around in her bag. "Liv if we get caught it's probably jail time, I mean, breaking and entering, public indecency, trespassing. Plus, it's a school that probably makes it all worse." She came over to me holding a towel and wearing a big smile, "There won't be anyone there. It's a tiny Catholic school, no one gets paid enough to be there a minute longer than they have to. It's not my first time sneaking in either." "You've snuck into your school before?" "Of course, I didn't end up a wild, cuckolded, sex addict by being well behaved." She said flipping hair out of her face. "I forgot my books and assignments a lot, so I had to know how to get them from my locker when the school was closed." She gave me a teasing smile, "Relax, the only boyfriend I had in high school was way too chicken to do anything I was into." She waved her hand at me in a shewing motion, "Come on, pants, shirt, and we've off to commit a series of petty misdemeanors for carnal thrill." "Indecent exposure is a gross misdemeanor." I said picking boxers up out of my suitcase. "Pants mister!" She chided laughing. She watched me start to dress and hurried to the door, "I'll meet you in the car." She said closing the door behind her. "The things I do for love," I said in my best Courage the Cowardly Dog impression. I put on a polo and hoped it was 'private school' enough, added a belt to my khakis, then Chucks, and hurried down the stairs. Liv was indeed, waiting in her Ford Escape with the engine running when I came out and climbed in. She didn't even wait for me to put my seatbelt on before backing out of the driveway and heading down the street. It was at this point that I realized how absolutely spoiled my fiancée was. The school was a grand total of four blocks from her childhood home. We could have walked to it. When asked, she told me she used to walk to school every day. We parked on the street, to not attract attention according to her, and she led me around the back of the old, stone walled, building into a garden courtyard. We walked under a pavilion along old concrete walkways to an aluminum framed window that could have been from the 70's. It was large enough that it reached from my chest to my ankles and was wider than I was at the shoulder. Liv strained for several seconds against it and eventually it pulled free and slid open. She giggled and climbed in and I followed, just hoping the sex was good enough to justify a three years on probation. There was no air conditioning and the room we'd climbed into was stuffy and smelled like dust. A library it turned out. She led me to the middle of the room, it was a small school, and the library was appropriately comprised of two rooms that had been merged by removing a wall. In the middle were tables and chairs arrayed for students to read or study. She led me to the table and sat on it pulling me close. "So do you want to role play bad students in a quiet library or go find a classroom and play perverted teacher?" "Let's do the bad students in a classroom." I said. She smirked and grabbed my hand leading me down the hall. We tried a series of room doors and found one that was open and let ourselves in. She hurried to the front of the room and twirled sending her skirt wafting around her and motioned for me to come in. I followed her into the room, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a hungry kiss, pulling me down to her as her tongue attacked mine. She rolled her skinny body excitedly and reached down to rub the lap of my pants. I pulled out of the kiss and hoped she'd play along. "Whoa, we can't do that here, let's just go to the car." She shook her head and smiled up at me, "Nuh uh, Sister Bethel gave me detention tomorrow for my skirt being too short. She said it made me look like a temptress." She found my shaft through my khakis and squeezed, "We don't want Sister Bethel to be a liar, do we?" She started pulling at my belt and I held her wrist uncomfortably, but she smiled and kept going, pulling the belt open and starting on my pants. She slid the zipper down and leaned in kissing me, feeling my cock through my boxers with her fingers until it was solid and standing up in my underwear. "Come on, don't you find my little skirt; tempting?" She asked wiggling her hips. "Well of course I do but; " She smiled bigger, "Then be; tempted; " she said quietly reaching into my boxers and grabbing my cock. She stroked it gently watching my face as I reached around and put my hands on her ass. She made a small sigh, "If anyone knew how wet I am they'd throw me in a dungeon." "If they saw me touching you they'd lock me up too." I said gripping one cheek through the fabric of her skirt. She laughed, "That's not even the most scandalous part," She pulled her hand out of my boxers and started unbuttoning the blouse starting with the top button. She undid one at a time, slowly revealing bare, pale, chest and perky cleavage of her b-cups, totally exposed beneath. She left the shirt on, draped open and reached into my boxers to feel my reaction. "Umm you are so not the good boy you pretend to be. I can feel you throbbing." She put both thumbs into my boxers and tugged them down until they fell to my ankles, I fought her to keep them up but wasn't successful. She lowered herself to her knees and giggled, holding my bare cock in her hand. "What are you doing? Are you crazy?" I hissed looking nervously over my shoulder at the open door. She giggled again and ran her tongue over my tip, "Being bad is way more exciting than I thought. Anyone could come in and see me trying to swallow you right here in a classroom." "At least let me close the door." I whispered trying to move, but she wrapped her soft lips around my shaft and started sucking. I reflexively grabbed her head as she bobbed, tugging on my shaft and lapping at the underside of my tip. I was losing control of my breath as she fucked me with her mouth. It wasn't very long before I could feel her moaning as she sucked and saw her grabbing her breast and tugging it with one hand, holding my leg with the other. She forced her head down until I heard her gag. She heaved, choking as she forced my cock to the back of her mouth and held it for several seconds before pulling away and gasping for several moments before laughing. She dragged her tongue over my shaft sloppily and chuckled, "I live to satisfy your cock," She put my tip in her mouth and sucked and tongued it looking up at me. "Come on, lets let the nuns find you turning my body into a sex toy." She laughed again and reached her head between my legs pushing her tongue against my balls and lapping at them, my shaft on her forehead. When I get Liv alone, particularly after a sprint of hook ups with whatever rambunctious friends she can drag me into bed with, she becomes almost a drunk, sex obsessed animal. It's always thrilling for me, but having broken into her old school after hours, her total loss of restraint and self-awareness could cause us a lot of big problems. She pulled from between my legs and grabbed my shirt, yanking on it to pull herself to her feet. Standing, she turned around and rubbed her ass on my drool-coated cock so that I could feel her panties beneath her skirt. She panted and laughed, reaching back to hold my neck. "Come on, corrupt your little schoolgirl by feeding her body cock." "Can you keep quiet?" She giggled and dragged her ass across me, "No promises. Everyone's going to know what a depraved tart I am soon anyway." She wasn't even going to try to stay quiet, and she was so hot in that skirt I still went with it, "Ok, but I gotta get my shoes off first." She laughed and turned around, "Let me do it, you can look at my ass while I undress you." She got on her hands and knees and flipped her skirt up so her tight, heart-shaped ass was visible underneath. The white of her panties was glossy, her cunt had been freely draining into them the entire time. She pulled back the dropped khakis and grabbed my shoelace with her teeth and tugged like a puppy until the knot came free, then did the other one. She looked up holding my shoe down, "Take them off." My foot pulled free easily from one then the other, and I stepped out of my pants, and she looked up at me panting with her tongue out playfully. "Now will you fuck me?" I reached down to help her up and she gently bit my finger before taking my hand and standing. I reached into her open shirt and felt her breast causing her to moan and clench as I squeezed the sleek, sweat-glittered flesh, thumbing her nipple. I led her back a few steps and turned her around, so her hands leaned on the teacher's desk, her skirt and ass facing me. I reached under the skirt and pulled her panties down. The fell to her ankles and she stepped one leg out and spread, wagging her hips and arching her back. She looked back at me and bit her lip. I put my hand between her legs and ran my fingers over her folds. She shuddered and fluid dripped off my fingers when they dragged across the soft, bare, lips. I rubbed her gently using just the tips of my fingers and she dug her nails into the table and moaned. I pulled her face around with my other hand and kissed her. She attacked my lips and tongue rocking her hip against my hand and groaning into the kiss. She pulled away and moaned, "Fuck me, come on, fuck me, fuck your little temptress; " I leaned back and put my hand on her ass. She bent over compliantly, putting her face on the desk and flaring her back as I slid my tip against her until it caught her opening and I pushed in. My cock slid into her slowly as her body tightened around me. She moaned loudly, her voice bouncing off the walls. She braced against the desk as I started fucking. Her red hair was a tangled, wild, mess, thrown across her shoulders, hanging in her face, her roots dark with sweat. She open shirt hid her slender torso except for her shoulder blades that rose and fell as her body tried to cope with the assaulting intensity of her cunt trying to consume my cock. I leaned down next to her face and whispered, "Innocent school girls fucking love cock." She moaned and hung her head as my stomach slapped against her, her cunt dripping down my shaft and off my balls onto the floor. She was clenching so tight she couldn't talk through the moans that were being ripped from her throat for several moments, "School makes us so tight; we need to be fucked constantly to concentrate." I flipped her skirt up and slapped her ass with a pop, she groaned with appreciation. She raised up, propped up on her hands and I took the chance to reach around and grab her breast. I felt her cunt squeeze as I did. She turned around and moaned to me, "Spank me again and tell me I'm a bad girl." I popped her again and she cried, rolling her back, "You're a bad fucking girl." "Fuck I'm gonna cum!" She yelled. I grabbed her hair and pulled keeping each jab of my hips steady until she shrieked and spasmed. Her knees buckled and she braced herself on the table as a hot rush of liquid fell from her down my legs and balls onto the floor. She shook and moaned through the orgasm that I didn't allow to end for several long moments. It finally passed and I pulled from her gripping cunt. I turned her around and she grabbed my slick cock and started kissing me climbing back onto the table and pulling me in. I knew what she wanted and laid her back on the table. She pulled her shirt open so her little breasts were exposed to the hot air. Her flat, pale body was exposed except the red skirt that was bunched up around her waist just under her belly button, everything glittering with sweat that formed beads across her forehead and cleavage. She had her legs spread and her red, dripping, cunt was exposed for me. I leaned in, shoving my cock into her making her arch her back and moan. She wrapped her legs around me, holding my neck as I fucked the limber redhead. Her breasts shook with each collision, her ass and thighs were wet and smacked loudly as I pummeled her. Red hair scattered across the desk, over her face and chest, darkening with more sweat. Her face was twisted in the agony of sexual pleasure, her lip trembling as I fucked. She didn't care about her hair, she didn't care about the sweat, her whole mind was empty except for the feeling of pounding cock. She was groaning and crying with eyes closed, I stuck my wet finger in her mouth and she took it, sucking and cleaning herself off it grabbing her own breast. I grabbed her hand and pinned it to the desk above her, leaning over and taking a nipple in my mouth and sucking it. She cried loudly her body spasming at the feeling. She moaned a vicious laugh, "You love spoiling innocent girls and making them want to do nothing but ride your cock." I moved my mouth to her other breast, my lips and tongue tasting the salt from sweat on it. Unbothered I dragged my tongue over her nipple and flesh tugging it making her moan and thrash in place. She clawed at my neck as I bit her gently before pushing her back to the table, holding her shoulder and driving into her. The flat, pale, girl's body wrought in place, her stomach flexing sending streaks of light across the sweat that was beading on it and soaking into dark patches on her blouse. Her breasts shook with the force of each thrust and her cute face was hanging open under a tangle of red hair. I ran my hand up her stomach to her chest and put it around her breast, she reached up and held my hand over it biting her lip. "The schoolgirls here make the best play things; " She came suddenly, seizing on the table and screaming. She covered her mouth, but her initial shriek echoed off the walls as orgasm tore through her. Her cunt clamped around my cock squeezing out a short stream of fluid onto the table as she writhed and bucked. I slowed down watching her body rend with the orgasm, her face flushed bright red as she heaved and gasped for air. The grip of her legs around me had tightened and now became lax. I leaned over and kissed her. She kissed back distantly, ignoring the threads of hair that caught our tongues and lips. My slick, wet, cock pulled free and slid against her cunt making her cry and moan into the kiss. She leaned away from the kiss, "I hope you cum in all those stupid slutty schoolgirls." "Once they're getting fucked, I can do whatever I want, they all just want hard cock." I said, wiping spit from her chin. She bit her lip and then sat up raking wet hair from her face and pushed me back, "I want to fuck you in the teacher's chair, its big enough for both of us." She stood up and I saw for the first time the size of the mess she'd left on the desk, the wet spot was bigger than my hand and there were smears where her ass had been driven into it too. Liv pulled me to the chair and pushed me into it. I had to stop it with my feet to keep it from rolling back. She climbed into my lap, sliding her knees along side me and lowering herself down until she felt my cock under her. She reached between her legs and put me at the opening and sank, pushing my cock back into her. I could feel how slick her ass was and everything that had leaked down her legs was slippery against me. But as soon as I felt her tight, warm, cunt gripping me I couldn't think about anything else. I could feel myself stretching her, reaching into her, soft and wet, it made me groan. She moaned and grabbed my neck starting to rock her hips. Her body worked, stroking my cock, her little breasts shaking as her stomach flexed fucking. I dug my fingers into her ass gripping it tightly and she leaned over biting and kissing my neck. Her moans were low in her throat and her cunt was fried from two climaxes, each stroke of her hips making her shake with intensity of the sensation. Her nail clawed at my neck and her voice was strained and horse as she abused herself on my cock with loud wet smacks. "Fuck I can't stop; cum in me like one of your sluts; " She bit my shoulder hard making me grunt in pain before she grabbed my hair and yelled. "Fuck I'm gonna cum again!" She shrieked and seized, thrashing her hips and her shoulder shaking as another climax ripped across her. Before it was over, her body still shuddering weakly, I felt myself about to break. I stammered in her ear breathlessly, "I'm cumming; " She pushed her hips down and clung to me, the force of my cock in her making her groan against her sensitivity. The pulsing of her cunt walls triggered my cock to erupt, blasting hot cum into her in successive thick bursts until it seeped out past my shaft. She hung on my neck, heaving for breath, occasional shudders rattling her. She leaned up and kissed and nibbled my ear for several moments, "Fuck that was so good; We should fuck here every time we're in town." She said breathily. I brushed thick, wet, hair from her face and she smiled, "Did you enjoy your dip into schoolgirls?" "Umm, cunt feels different under one of these skirts." She laughed and patted my cheek, "Perv." She sat up and my cock fell out, a thick stream of cum falling out behind it. "Shit!" She hissed running her finger through the developing mess, "I forgot the towel in my car, grab my underwear!" She moved to the side of the chair so I could climb out and snatched the panties from the ground. She took them and slid them on, obviously trying to keep the cum from draining to quickly, but there was a white puddle on the chair that we were too late to prevent. She ignored it buttoning her shirt back up, while hurrying me, "C'mon get dressed, we'll go out the library window." I slid my pants and boxers on and put my shoes on hurriedly tying them. We hurried out of the room. There was no one there that I had heard or seen but Liv seemed thrilled by the escape almost as much as she had been by the actual deed. We hurried through the window, which she closed and out to the street. The open air felt amazing on my sweaty face as she power walked back to the car. Once inside she laughed, holding the steering wheel. "Holy shit, walking did not help, there's so much cum in my underwear right now. She started the car and pulled away. I didn't envy whoever showed up to that room and found my mess on their chair. To be continued in part 6, By Dragon Lair Reads for Literotica.
She's Too Proud of Me: Part 4 Dawn's Enlightenment In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Liv raised up showing her body, now covered in cum. Thick streaks covered her stomach and her chest was glazed and dripping. She let go of my soft shaft and held out her hand for Liv who dutifully licked cum from her fingers. [[MORE]] Liv was shaking, her arm barely holding her up as she licked and sucked cum from Dawn's hand, her own fingers furiously rubbing and fingering her own cunt. Once Dawn's fingers were clean Liv crawled closer and put both hands on her ass and started lapping cum from her stomach. Dawn giggled and kept her stomach stretched for Liv who dragged her tongue through bursts of cum on her friend. Liv moved up from the splatter of cum on Dawn's stomach and started to lick across her breasts hungrily, her pink tongue flat against her soft breasts. Dawn laughed as Liv pulled away, cum now on her lips, nose, and chin. Her red hair was frayed and messy and her face was pink and flushed which reached down to her chest. Her panties had soaked through so completely they clung to her cunt and she had dripped down her thigh. She had gone untouched through the whole ordeal but somehow looked like she had been used up by everyone. "I had no idea Liv was this big of a freak." Dawn said pulling copper hair from Liv's face. Liv smiled at the comment, she was so red already it was hard to tell if she blushed. "Sometimes I can't help myself." Liv said in a hoarse whisper. She leaned over and kissed Dawn's neck, who leaned her head to make room. Liv sucked, licked, and nibbled on the blonde for several minutes until Dawn laughed. "Holy shit is he hard again?" Liv pulled her face from Dawn's neck and looked at me. I hadn't realized but watching my girlfriend lick cum off her hot friend and kiss her neck had been enough. Liv smiled at me and turned back to Dawn tickling her earlobe with her tongue. "Umm he's insatiable." Dawn reached out and grabbed my shaft and started stroking me, she leaned away from Liv and panted in my ear. Reflexively, I put my hand around her hip and held her ass. It was soft and firm in my grip. "I want to get fucked," She panted. I nodded back. She let my shaft go and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were perfect for b-cups, bouncy, and round, barely hanging from her chest. She tossed the bra aside and started to peel off her thong. Everything under the lace was smooth and evenly tanned. I watched her pull the lace down her long legs and eventually off her ankles. "I'm not some sweet nubile for you to seduce, I want you to untie the knots in my guts." She said forcefully. I ran my other hand over her breast and watching her face tighten as I brushed her nipple. "You don't want tender romance?" I asked smirking. "Save it for Liv." She whimpered as I thumbed her nipple gently. "She hates romance too." I said gently pinching the nipple and watching her pouty lips let out a cry. She grabbed my face and pulled me into a hungry kiss, her fingertips playing with my shaft. I pulled away from the kiss, "On your knees." She smirked and moved back, "Yes sir." She giggled and dropped to her hands and knees. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me, using my hands to feel her ass and pull it open, letting the sight of her bald, pink, cunt tease me. I leaned over and pushed my tongue against her asshole. She gave a startled cry before rocking her hips against my tongue. She moaned loudly, her whole body reacting to the feeling of my tongue rubbing against her asshole. I held my finger to her wet cunt which continued getting wetter. The naked blonde rolled her body and groaned loudly as I tried to bury my tongue in her ass. I leaned away and got closer to her. She spread her legs and stuck her ass in the air, looking back at me. I ran my tip through her wet folds before pushing in. She moaned and her body flexed in response. Her cunt was eager for me and I started fucking her hard right away. She groaned grabbing the bed in her fists and holding on. Her breasts shook as I hammered her from behind, reaching up to grab her hair. Her tight ass was smacking me and her cunt let my cock stroke in and out of her quickly. "Fuck!" She yelled lowering her head, so my grip tugged on her blonde hair, "fuck your cock is so good; " I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up to her knees. She moved her hips, arching her back, still fucking me. She wrapped her hands around my neck and turned back to kiss me. I felt her breasts making her moan in her throat and her hips buck against me. She smirked between her moans, "Umm you are fun; " She whimpered. I reached between her legs and held my finger against her wet folds as she fucked. Her whole body flexed, and her hips bucked faster, smacking her tight ass into my stomach. She moaned loudly as she fucked me, stroking herself on my finger. Liv watched the tight, cum splattered blonde working herself towards orgasm on my cock. "Choke me; " She gasped through a strained voice. I put my hand covered with cum from her breasts on her throat and squeezed. She moaned and bucked harder slamming her ass into me. "Harder!" She moaned. I pushed my hand against her throat and squeezed harder. She moaned loudly into her choked throat and her body started to shake. I felt her cunt clamping on me as she climaxed without warning. Her breasts shook as her legs struggled to keep her upright, her torso leaning against the grip I had on her neck. I let her fall onto her hands and her hips bucked flexing her back downward as she panted for breath. I moved my cock in her pulsing cunt gently forcing groans from her mouth and making her jerk. Liv crawled over and Dawn kissed her gently. Liv held her head as their tongues played with one another for several moments. "I think my new study partner likes me." Dawn taunted Liv playfully. She moaned right in Liv's face as my cock started to work her cunt again, my shaft stroking her still fluttering walls. She moaned and grabbed the comforter as I started to fuck her harder. "Oh shit; it's so good; " she cried, "Choke me while your boyfriend fucks me." Liv put her slender fingers on Dawn's neck and squeezed. I heard her moan's start to throttle as Liv did her best to limit Dawn's breathing. "Harder." Dawn barked. Liv leaned into her grip and Dawn's voice became raspy under the pressure. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, she cried and Liv squeezed harder on her exposed neck, turning her moans and cries into gasps and wheezes. Her legs spread wider, and I slapped her ass with a solid pop. She groaned in pain and I felt her cunt clench. Lacie reappeared at Liv's shoulder. I could barely hear her over Dawn's groans. "She's so hot getting fucked covered in cum like that." "Fuck I'm gonna cum again; " Dawn groaned, "Oh fuck!" I tightened my grip on her hair and fucked her steadily. My other hand on her ass, now starting to sweat. I could feel her cunt starting to pulse and tighten as I fucked her little body closer to another climax. She screamed into Liv's face, through the grip on her throat and shook. Her hips bucked violently, and her shoulders and elbows gave weakly as orgasm tore through her. She shuddered and moaned as the climax faded and leaned away so my cock popped out, flinging fluid off it as she did. "Liv's turn." Lacie said but Dawn pushed Liv to the side. "Fuck Liv, she can drink his cum out of me." Dawn said sharply rolling onto her back, so her flat stomach and perky breasts faced up to me. Her pouty face was flushed red and glittering with sweat and her neck had a red mark where Liv had choked her. She spread her opened her long legs exposing her pink, wet, cunt that was already a worn out, creamy mess. Her hands motioned for me to come down. "Use me like your cum collecting fuck toy." I slid off the bed and pulled her to the edge making her squeal. I leaned over between her legs and pushed my cock into her again. She moaned, arching her back and stretching out her slender torso as I started to fuck. She grabbed the blankets above her head and held her legs open as I drove in and out of her. I watched her body roll and her breasts shake, her face twisting with pleasure as my cock hammered moans out of her slutty lips. I felt myself losing control and reached down grabbing her hair. She yelled aggressively as I yanked her head back. "Fuck yes!" She shrieked, "Fuck, cum in me!" I groaned and bucked as my cock began jetting cum in long thick bursts, flexing against her as it shot into her for several minutes. I felt myself deflating and slid out. Her cunt flexed and a thick flow of viscus cum started to leak freely out of her. She sat up, giggling as she tried to catch her breath and ran a finger through the mess that was falling out of her. "Umm, two orgasms and full of cum, no wonder Amy likes you." "How are those guts?" I asked running a hand over her taut stomach. She laughed, "Good and loose." She leaned up and kissed me playfully. Her tongue flicked against mine before she leaned away and looked at Lacie. "Sorry I'm getting cum all over your bed," "It's ok, it was super hot watching you let him cum in you like that." Lacie said blushing. "I'll help you clean it up." Dawn said sitting up off the bed and running fingers through the cum that ran down her leg to keep it from falling to the floor. She looked over at me, "I may need another session or two for you to study me in the future." She looked at Liv, "When that happens don't wait up." And she hurried into the bathroom, Lacie following closely. I looked at Liv who crawled over the bed and stood on her knees. She pulled me into a kiss that was more aggressive than I expected, considering that I had just blown her off to keep fucking her friend. The kiss was erotic and hungry as she held my face. She pulled away, long ginger hair sticking to her face which was sweating from masturbating. "Fuck, you did whatever you wanted, and fucked that slut until you filled her with cum." She leaned in and kissed me again, whimpering in the kiss. I could feel her fingers, sticky and slick from where she had shoved them into herself while I'd been fucking her friends. "Fuck; " She panted, "Do it again, take my friends and use them as much as you want." I reached into her panties and felt her soaking cunt. She moaned hard, grabbing my neck and digging her nails into me. "Oh fuck; " I rubbed her clit and folds, burying my finger into her. Her cunt leaked down my fingers to my knuckles as she moaned and rocked her hips against me. Her tight, pale body was fried with sensitivity and I relished the overwhelmed expressions on her sweet face. She didn't take long, her body suddenly seizing and thrashing as she screamed through the climax that shot through her without warning. She panted for breath, completely exhausted, leaning on my shoulders until she regained control. "We should get something to eat, and then actually study." I said as she sucked the fluid from my fingers. "How about we eat, nap, and then study." She said nearly hoarse. "Deal, then tomorrow, I can spend some time studying you." She kissed me and gave me a tired smile, "Yes, please." Liv throws herself a wedding shower that actually isn't I dragged luggage behind me up the walkway to Liv's parents' house. I held a luggage under my arm, and behind me pulled one stacked on top of another, which threatened to buck it off at any moment. Liv pranced ahead of me in a green sun dress, her lithe figure visible through the sunlight as she happily made her way up the stairs and rang the doorbell. I had been here once before, when I met her family, the same weekend I proposed, and we had returned for a wedding shower being thrown by Liv's family. I was excited to marry Liv, I was not excited to spend a weekend with her family opening gifts for a house we would never be able to afford. We made it up the steps and I dropped all the luggage I was carrying at once. Liv turned and gave a happy chirp, giving me a soft peck, her long red hair drifting in the wind as she did. "Thank you, big strong man." She said mockingly. "Make jokes, its not like your chicken bones could lug all this stuff from the car." I retorted and she laughed. "Now, I know this week will probably be a little dull for you. But I want you to try and have as much fun as you can ok?" She said looking up at me with big brown eyes. "I mean that was always the plan, besides, how boring can it be with you here?" I said touching her nose making her giggle. "Hold that thought." She said smiling. What thought? She knocked on the door and there was shrieking from inside. There was a scrambling series of clicks and it swung open revealing some familiar faces. The most familiar was Amy, Liv's roommate who was an Asian blend I could never get a handle on, and gorgeous. And for extra stress, Maggie, Liv's sister. I was not excited for either, but Maggie made my chest tighten. This was the nineteen something year old sister who filmed her sexual exploits to put online. The two of them both here could only spell trouble. Amy wore her hair down, letting the natural waves run through it over a pink workout top and black short, both of which leapt off her lightly bronze skin. Maggie, to the surprise of no one, wore a short denim skirt and a shirt that she had left open at the top so that the c cups that hung from her little frame drew the eyes straight to them. Liv embraced her sister first and then her roommate and Maid of Honor and they entered the house excitedly. I of course dragged up the rear carrying; well everything. We made it into the foyer of the home, standing in the entry of the living room and Amy gave me a big friendly hug like we were acquaintances. Maggie did the same. It made me nervous. "I'll take this stuff upstairs while you guys catch up." I said. "Catch up?" Amy repeated, "Like we didn't see each other a day ago?" I sighed, "Yeah, well, I'm going to take this upstairs." "I'll help you." Maggie said taking the small bag from under my arm, you can meet Lizzie. "Lizzie is here!" Liv exclaimed loudly, "This is going to be so fun!" "Who is Lizzie?" "Our friend growing up, she lives across the street." Maggie explained, "She's staying in my room, come on I'll introduce you." Maggie hurried up the stairs and I looked at Liv. "You'll love Lizzie, she's the best." Liv said. "I'm not going anywhere." She flicked red hair from her face. I gave a heavy sigh and drudged up the stairs dragging the bags behind me. I followed Maggie up the stairs and down the hall, but she turned one door earlier than I remembered, but I'd only been there once. We entered the room and Maggie dropped her bag on the ground and turned to face me. I worked hard to make sure my eyes stayed on her pouty, schoolgirl face. She was a college student now, but it didn't matter, she still had that look. "I thought I'd let you know," she said slinking towards me, "That this wedding shower, was all drawn up by your nutty girlfriend and she has some plans for the next couple of days." "What kind of plans?" I asked raising an eyebrow. Maggie laughed, "You'll see." She turned back and forth at the waist, "Come on, Lizzie is in my room." "Hey Maggie," I asked trying to keep my eyes above her skirt as we left the room. "Umm?" She replied. "Your parents aren't coming to the shower, are they?" She gave a knowing laugh, "No, they're definitely with our grandparents this weekend." I nodded, that made perfect sense. This wasn't going to be a wedding shower at all. We walked into Maggie's room and Lizzie was laying on the rug. She was very petite, with pale skin, and dirty blonde hair that coiled into waves and ringlets. Her face had a pleasant innocent quality with eyes that brought to mind a puppy lost in a big house. She was flipping through what looked like a comic book in pajamas, top and bottom. She looked up when we entered the room and waved. "Hey," She said happily and stood up to shake my hand. "You must be the lucky man." "The very luckiest." I said back smiling. We heard yelling from the stairs and Maggie stepped into the hall to respond, "What?" We couldn't understand what was shouted up to us, but Maggie seemed to. "We're going swimming, bathing suits." "Yes," Lizzy said excitedly, "I just got a new one, its super-hot." Maggie clapped excitedly, "I can't wait to see it." I gave a heavy, exasperated sigh and headed back to Liv's room, which wasn't even where I was staying and rifled through my bag for my bathing suit. I shed my clothes and replaced them with the only swim trunks I'd brought and headed downstairs to the living room where Liv had already changed into her green halter-top suit. The bottoms were practically painted onto her, the back giving clear definition to each cheek, and her top left a bit of what cleavage she had visible along the inside of each cup. The green suit leapt off her fair skin and showed off her hips, flat stomach, and limber legs, her long white body leading up to her bright, copper red hair. She hopped off the couch and flitted over to me. She practically fell in my arms and gave me a big, gentle kiss. I put my arms around her feeling her soft, firm, sides as her tongue played with mine for several minutes. I leaned out of the kiss and looked her over, "You're so beautiful, Liv." She blushed, her cheeks turning bright red, "Thanks. I'll be all yours forever and ever." "I intend to cash in on that promise an awful lot." She smiled broadly and kissed me again. "Excited to see Maggie again?" She asked looking up at me. "I have very strongly mixed feelings. She was a lot of fun that one week but I came here for a wedding shower." "There'll be a shower." She said coyly. "With gifts and refreshments; and clothes?" She shrugged, "Some of those things I'm sure." I looked into her eyes which glimmered with the light from the window. "Did you lure me here to get me in a room with a bunch of your friends?" She didn't get a chance to answer as Amy came out of the bathroom dressed in what had to be a very expensive white bikini. It tied back under her arms with decorative ties that crossed across her mid-rift and ribs. It clung to her fit, tan, cheerleader that suggested it was not difficult to remove, although it showed nothing but her sleek legs, stomach and shoulders under her sweet smile and long black hair. "Hey don't start early, no fair." She said walking up to us. She pinch Liv's ass punitively and she squalled. "Hey!" "What are we starting?" "I actually thought before swimming we could maybe do some body shots. This is a bachelorette party after all." I looked from Liv to Amy, "I was told it was a wedding shower." I said flatly. "Yeah, dumbass, how else would we have gotten you here." She scoffed flipping glossy black locks over her shoulder, "Where's the vodka?" "Pull out drawer by the sink." Liv said pointing. "You brought me to your bachelorette party?" I said looking sternly down at Liv. She looked away, "I got myself a wedding gift. A few days of you alone in a house with all my friends." "The goal being that you get to watch me bed them all throughout the weekend?" She bit her lip, "I think a few of them are planning on bedding you. But I didn't have a goal, I was just going to put half naked girls in a house and see what happens." She said smiling, "Now go take a body shot." "It's your bachelorette party, you take a body shot." I said poking her shoulder. "You want some girl on girl? Alright." She said playfully and pulled her thick red mane behind her. In the kitchen, Amy was sitting on the table with a quarter of lime she cut and a bottle of tequila sitting next to her. "Hey, someone come lick me!" She yelled into the living room. My fiancée wandered into the kitchen, and I followed. Immediately Liv commented on the change in liquor choice. "Why'd you switch?" "This feels more like a party for a trampier choice than vodka, plus-" She held up the lime, "More things to play with. Now who is rendering tribute to the queen?" "That would be me." Liv said confidently. Amy raised an eyebrow at her college roommate and handed her the lime. "I'll pour the shot, decide where you want to; take the shot, and lick the lime." Amy laid her olive body back and opened the bottle pouring a small shot into her neat belly button. "The queen accepts tribute from all her subjects." She quipped resting her head on the table. Liv moved close to her and leaned over, I moved to be able to watch clearly. Liv leaned over her olive-skinned roommate and wrapped her lips around her bellybutton, licking and sucking tequila from it as Amy's face twisted and smiled trying not to squirm or laugh. Liv snickered wickedly and ran the cold flesh of the lime up Amy's thigh to where the bottom of her bikini started. Amy shuddered from the feeling and Liv leaned between her legs and dragged her soft pink tongue up her roommate's thigh. I watched as she deliberately ran her tongue past the hem of the bathing suit and across her roommate, who gasped sharply. "You bitch!" She panted. Liv leaned up and looked down, red hair falling to one side of her face, "My queen." Amy laughed and shifted on the table, "It's too bad you're marrying him." She said touching Liv's leg. "Its fine, he likes to watch." She said looking over her shoulder at me. "Watch this!" Amy yelled at me from the table and smacked Liv's ass with a loud pop. Liv laughed and leaned over giving Amy a soft quiet kiss. Liv and Amy's tongues met and Amy kept her hand on Liv's ass, cupping it as my fiancée kissed her. They kissed for several moments and I struggled to hide the rapid swelling in my bathing suit. Liv parted and laughed quietly to Amy, "You slut." Amy laughed back and Liv backed away from the table, leaning against me. She recognized how stiff I was immediately and pressed herself against me with a giggle, "How's that to start a bachelorette party?" Maggie and Lizzie had come downstairs and entered the kitchen. Maggie was wearing a yellow bathing suit, the bottom sporting a yellow frill that almost formed a skirt. Lizzie's was blue and hung off her body as though it didn't quite fit right. Both had left their hair down in unmanaged messes. "What are y'all doing without us?" Maggie barked as she walked into the room. "Body shots!" Amy exclaimed loudly. "Come take one!" "Oooh," Lizzie cooed excitedly, "I wanna do one." "Take the shot, or be the shot?" Amy asked. "I'll be the shot." She said, prompting Amy to hop off the table and let Lizzie jump up. Lizzie sat awkwardly on the table and laid back. Her pale, dainty body looked soft compared to the wood she was laid across and she held out her hand for the lime, but Amy didn't give it to her, instead dragging the cold fruit roughly between Lizzie's small breasts starting from just under her top all the way up to below her collar bone. Lizzie giggled on the table at the feeling and suddenly I was pulled forward by Liv, "You take the shot!" I watched Lizzie's face waiting for this girl I'd never met to protest but she didn't as Amy poured tequila into her belly button. I leaned over the table, trying to hide the tent in my trunks and put my lips to her soft stomach and sucked. The tequila pulled into my mouth easily and I worked my tongue around her belly button to clean it away. She squirmed and giggled on the table as I did. I leaned up and put my tongue under her top and dragged it across her chest. Her giggles became breathier as my mouth moved between her a-cups and up to her collarbone before I leaned away. Her face was bright red, and she had covered her mouth to stifle giggles. I tried to move behind Liv to hide my erection, but she didn't let me, making sure I was in full view of Maggie and Amy, but Lizzie as well, who let her eyes drift for a moment. Great. Maggie jumped forward to the table and took the lime from Amy. "I wanna do one." She looked down at her friend on the table, "Roll over, on your stomach." "What?" Lizzie asked confused, "Roll over?" "That's right, I'm going to show you something I learned in college." Lizzie awkwardly rolled onto her stomach and Maggie grabbed the tequila bottle. She positioned her face between Lizzie's legs prompting her to look nervously back at what Maggie was doing. Maggie turned the bottle over and clear drink spilled down the crease of Lizzie's ass and leg, Maggie promptly burying her tongue in the underside of Lizzie's cheek and dragging upward trying to collect the alcohol. She made several passes each seeming to move further in on Maggie's leg (her and Liv are so much alike). Lizzie covered her mouth giggling, squirming in place as her friend ran her tongue across her ass. Her eyes staying closed with each pass of Maggie's tongue. Maggie finally pulled away and dragged the lime laterally across the hem of Lizzie's bathing suit and licked along the garment. Amy looked at me as Lizzie climbed off the table, her face still pink, her expression betraying how clouded her mind was. "Want to do one?" She asked gesturing at the table. "No one wants to drink tequila off my chest, make Liv do one." I said pushing her forward. She laughed scoffingly, "You just want to watch me get licked by a girl." She said climbing onto the table. "I think we'd all like to see that." I said. She sat on the table and shifted so she fit. She collected copper hair behind her and laid back. "Ok who's taking the shot?" "Me bitch, I owe you." Amy said, taking the lime and tequila from Amy. Liv rolled her eyes, appearing to brace. Amy poured the shot into Liv's tight belly button and slurped before making a big show of licking her stomach. Liv laughed at the tickling feeling and shifted in place. Amy leaned away and held up the lime moving to Liv's chest. Liv rolled her eyes but wasn't ready for what Amy did. Amy grabbed Liv's bikini top and yanked it back, exposing her small breast and pink nipple. Liv gasped and tried to cover up as Amy ran the lime around the areola. Liv was laughing uncontrollably as Amy dropped the fruit on the table and leaned over, "Render to the queen." She said. Liv surrendered, rolling her eyes and Amy leaned over taking the nipple in her mouth and sucking. However prepared Liv thought she was her reaction made it clear she wasn't at all. She covered her mouth and gave an audible moan, her whole body moving as the Asian girl suckled softly, licking lime juice off her. Amy mercilessly put her fingertips on Liv's exposed thigh and traced them up teasingly. Liv opened her legs receptively and bit her lip as Amy's fingers played on her leg. I watched the sapphic display, lost in it, totally forgetting that my cock was raging against my bathing suit I might never use. After several long moments of Liv's pleasured noises and squirming Amy relented and looked down at her roommate with an evil smile. Liv panted for breath in place, her face pink, breast exposed. Lizzie moved to the table and took the bottle from Amy. "I wanna do one!" She said excitedly and without asking Liv poured more tequila onto her stomach and leaned over tonguing and sucking it out. On the table Liv squirmed under the girl's lips giggling and panting at the feeling. Lizzie didn't ask for the lime, simply pulling the other cup of Liv's top off and wrapping her mouth around unsweetened breast and sucking. Liv squeezed her eyes closed and moaned her hips moving on the table as Lizzie sucked and tongued her sensitive nipple in front of everyone. Amy leaned over the wiggling redhead and began running her tongue up Liv's thigh. Like Liv had done earlier, she didn't stop at her bathing suit and tongued Liv's skin at the crux of her leg where the suit ended. Liv was whimpering and moving under the two girls who were pushing past just taking body shots. Lizzie stood up, looking proud of herself, having worked the hostess into a frenzy and Amy followed, both looking down at the ginger who was panting for breath. She sat up and moved copper hair out of her face, her small breasts shaking as she moved, still exposed, still wet. Liv motioned for Amy to her and Amy got closer. Liv, her feet dangling off the table wrapped her legs around Amy's and pulled her between them. Liv's hand went to Amy's ass and felt it the other pulling her into a long kiss. From behind I watched Liv's hand grope and feel her roommate's ass the other hidden behind Amy's dark hair holding her in the kiss. Amy put her hand on one of Liv's breasts and felt it deliberately making her cry into their kiss. Liv's body was rolling with eagerness as she lost herself in Amy's lips and tongue, whimpering and gasping as the olive hand squeezed her nipple and felt her up. Amy's hand moved from Liv's breast down her stomach between her legs and felt the center of her bikini bottom, dragging her finger obviously through Liv's covered folds. Liv opened her mouth and moaned vocally at the feeling before pushing back into Amy, moaning into the kiss. Her torso rolled as Amy rubbed her softly, the bikini soaking through quickly against Amy's finger until it was glossy and wet. Liv pulled out of the kiss and leaned off the table, sticking her fingers into her bikini and pulling the bottoms down. A clear string stretched off the inside and broke, clinging to her leg. She let them fall to her ankles and sat back on the table without them entangling her legs with Amy again and pulling her hand down. "With your fiancé here?" Amy panted. "Shut up." Liv cried back. Amy took Liv's lips in hers and ran a finger over Liv's wet, pink slit causing her to jolt and moan in her chest. She buried her finger into my girlfriend who moaned loudly, now digging her nails into Amy's shoulder as pleasure from being fingered started to make her shake. She pulled out of the kiss and cried, "Amy; " Amy fingered her steadily and Liv couldn't keep up kissing, hanging her head and holding Amy's shoulder as she started to shake. "Amy; fuck; " She moaned, her mouth hanging open until she suddenly shuddered violently and groaned as orgasm raced through her and clear fluid dripped off Amy's finger. We watched Liv shake and moan until it passed, and Amy pulled her hand away, a string clinging to it as she reached up and put the wet finger into Liv's mouth who eagerly sucked it clean. Amy watched Liv sucking on her fingers and smiled, "Let's put your man on the table next." Liv moaned with approval and slid the finger from her lips, "Get his bathing suit off." Amy turned around and Liv hopped off the table. "Wait what's happening, now?" I asked confused. Amy was quick, tugging the drawstring of my trunks so they fell, catching on the rock solid erection watching Liv getting fingered had given me, but was quickly yanked off and down so I was now both very hard and very naked. "Wait what's happening?" I said as Liv and Amy giggled dragging me to the table. "Up." Liv said, patting my leg. I raised up and the pushed me onto my back on the cold wood, my cock suspended in the air, rigid. Liv looked over at Maggie and Lizzie and wagged her finger, "Come on, bottoms up ladies." They hurried over to the table, I was looking up at four bikini clad girls who stood at one end of the table with pink faces and smiles. I didn't know what they were going to do, but I had a feeling I was about to experience a lot of it all at once. "Where should we put the shot?" Lizzie asked. Maggie laughed, "Sweetie, he is the shot." Amy bit her lip and traced her fingers down my shaft, pulling away a thin string of precum. "He goes off like a champagne bottle." Lizzie looked at Amy, "How do you know?" "Because he's gone off in me." Amy laughed. Lizzie looked at Liv, "She's slept with your fiancé?" She asked her mouth agape. "Aw Lizzie, we all have." Maggie said with a smirk, "Liv's a total freak who gets off on it." "She swapped beds with me once so I could wake him up and seduce him into letting me ride myself stupid and get my guts filled." Amy said plainly relishing the memory before licking her finger. "I spent a whole vacation with him here, making him cum whenever I wanted, with Liv's encouragement. He even came on me on the couch once." Maggie looked at me and winked. "Hey, Liv's not a freak." I said leaning my head up. Liv leaned over me, her hair tenting my face, "Yes I am," She giggled and gave me a kiss. "Want to give it a try?" Amy asked. As Liv leaned away, I saw Amy pulling Lizzie to the table. Maggie leaned over and smiled at Lizzie, "Ooh, let's turn sweet little Lizzie into a slut." Amy laughed derisively, "This'll be fun! Take her bathing suit off!" Lizzie laughed as Maggie grabbed the tie-string on her back and yanked, causing the badly fit bikini top to fall forward off her chest. She closed her arms trying to keep it on and cover herself, squirming away from Amy's fingers that tugged the bottom off away from her hip bones and down her slender legs to her ankles. "Guys! I've given head before I can do it with a bathing suit on." She protested. "Don't be ridiculous," Maggie chided pulling the blue garment from her grip, "How is he going to look at your tits while you work?" "It won't matter because I don't have any." Lizzie said flatly pointing at the domed a-cups and the small pale nipples that puffed off them. I heard Liv sputter a laugh, "What? Don't be ridiculous." She pulled the string on her top and discarded it walking around the table, wearing nothing but the bikini bottom. "He and I have been together a while, and when we met, I felt the same way. But I assure you, he enjoys breasts of every size." I sat up on my elbows, "It's true, I had a blast sucking on Liv's little titties when we met. She made all kinds of fun sounds then and she still does." "Look, you don't have to believe me," Liv said. She glanced at me on the table and ran her finger under my tip making me wince as she collected precum on her finger tip. She pulled her finger away and showed Lizzie the fluid stringing between fingers. "Give it a shot, you'll forget all about how you feel about your body when you feel him reacting to you." Lizzie rolled her eyes, "Okay, okay." She moved close to the table, "I'm not here for a pep talk." I watched the messy curls lean over, and felt her soft tongue drag over the underside of my shaft and I panted. I wasn't used to being watched and somehow it was both frightening and thrilling. She wrapped her lips around me and started sucking, tonguing precum from me as she did. I put my hand to her head and held her hair as she bobbed, making the tension in my shaft rage against her soft warm mouth. She was breathing fast as she sucked and stroked me with her lips, her skinny body moving with the motion. "Look at her go, a regular slut in the making." Maggie said before slapping Lizzie's exposed ass. Lizzie yelped and looked back with a bashful look of reproach before turning back to me. Her small, soft, hands stroked me and she put her face against my shaft and rubbed it, precum sticking to the bridge of her nose and cheek, sliding it down to her lips and resuming. Liv bent over next to her and egged her on, "He looks so good with your mouth on him." She didn't look at Liv, I couldn't either, the feelings her mouth caused were overwhelming, the dainty pink lips gently pulled on my shaft and her tongue stroke under my tip softly so that I could feel myself pulsing against her. "You're going to look so good covered in his cum." Liv said. "Can you imagine if he came in her," Maggie said, "Where would it even all go." Lizzie slid her lips off of me and stroked with her hand looking up at me, "Stand up." She said. "What?" I asked in a haze. "Stand up, I want you to cum on me while I'm on my knees." She said leaning back. I sat up, the action pushing a drop of precum out that slid down my shaft mixing with her spit. I inched off the table and the nubile, college freshman sank to her knees. She pulled her hair back, shaking the small mounds on her chest before she rose up and grabbed me with her lips. She sucked more softly, almost teasing me. I groaned quietly at the feeling of her servile strokes with her mouth and laps of her tongue. I was holding the table with one hand, leaning back, my other hand gripping her curls as she sucked. "He's so close." Liv said quietly to her, having knelt next to her to take in each time my shaft slid into her mouth. I gave a loud groan and my knees buckled. My cock burst in her mouth and she made a choking sound before yanking away. Jet after jet of hot cum slapped across her nose, mouth and chin. She held her tongue open and stroked me as successive shots covered her face, and neck, thick masses starting to run down to her chest. She gave groans of satisfaction and ran her face along my messy shaft painting herself with more cum. Liv leaned over and started kissing Lizzie's neck, lapping cum off it where she could with desperate pants and whimpers. Lizzie laughed and looked up at me, her face sprayed down with cum that started to drip off her chin. Liv licked up her neck to her jaw filling her tongue with cum. "I feel like a well-rewarded pet." "Good girl," Liv said to her with a coy laugh. Lizzie laughed, wiping cum away from her eyes and tasting it before Liv and Amy helped her up, "He came so much." "Virtually every time." Liv said smirking. Maggie put her hands on Lizzie's shoulders and pulled her close enough that her breasts pressed into Lizzie and kissed her softly. Lizzie kissed her back, cum spreading between them from Lizzie's lips for several moments. They parted and Maggie licked her lips, "Umm a happy, playful slut just like the rest of us now." "Now that he's blown his load all over Lizzie, I'm going swimming." Amy said before winking at Lizzie and slapping her ass. She turned and grabbed her towel from the couch and stepped out onto the porch. I looked at Lizzie, "Maybe get cleaned up, we'll all swim." She giggled and rolled her eyes, "I guess, but I worked pretty hard to get into this outfit." Liv wrapped her arms around Lizzie's waist, "You can always change back into it later." Lizzie laughed again and headed to the bathroom. "Remember wash with cold water." I said loudly to her as she closed the door. Liv smiled at me, "Having fun?" "More importantly, are you?" "You're at a multiday affair with three slutty girls, I'm blissful." She leaned forward and kissed me, I kissed her back, trying not to be uncomfortable at the taste of my own cum on her lips. How and why these girls enjoyed it I'll never understand. "Oops, sorry!" she said emphatically wiping her mouth. "It's fine, you've tasted plenty of it." I said. "For me it's a treat, especially on the lips of another woman." She said, turning bright pink. "You were pretty hot with another woman yourself; I never finish that quickly." "Umm, you'll get me back when you're railing her ass somewhere while no one is looking." Liv chirped. "Are you two going to fuck? Because if not I'm wet enough to-" Maggie interrupted walking past us. "Yeah, we get it." Liv said rolling her eyes. "He just dumped almost half a tablespoon of cum on a freshman's face let's give him a few minutes." "You think it was that much?" I asked flattered, picking up my bathing suit. She smirked at me and pulled the trunks from my fingers and tossed them on the couch, "Between the trees and high fence, no one will see anything. And of course I do, her face looked like an uncooked cinnamon roll; if cinnamon rolls had an innocent girlish quality." "It's a good thing you're an engineer and not an English major because that was terrible." "Shut up." She laughed pushing me out onto the porch. Amy cheered loudly as we came out, "I didn't realize we were doing that kind of swimming!" She untied her top and pulled it off, exposing her full breasts and little brown nipples tossing the top on the ground. She made a big show of untying both ends of her bottom together and letting it simple fall from her hips so that her lush, olive, body with toned lines and all was naked and exposed. Liv put her fingers in her suit and peeled the bottoms off and down her legs stepping out of them and neatly setting them on a lawn chair. I looked over her pale, slender, figure and felt myself swelling again. She pulled copper hair over her shoulders, so it collected down her naked back drawing my eyes to her cute, heart shaped ass. There was a part of me that wanted to pin her to a lawn chair and drill her into it. I spanked her and she laughed, "You have three other gorgeous girls and you're still flirting with me?" She turned around and wrapped her arms around me and gave me a long kiss. The kiss raised the pressure to stiff and my tip and shaft brushed her taut stomach. She laughed and put her hand on it pushing me into her soft skin, "Go be my wedding shower gift and fill some sluts up like a wild stud." I spanked her again and she giggled. "If you say so." I said. As I said it Maggie came bounding out of the house as naked as the day she was born, her tan, fit body exposed and her tan-lined c-cups bouncing off her dainty frame. She came right up to Liv and I with a sour expression. "All that 'he just blew a fat load we should give him a break' was just so you could bring him out here and seduce him in the pool huh?" She said a hand on her hip. "He is my fiancé." Liv quipped back. "Yeah well, I need him, so he'll be right back. Well not right back, but back. Probably." Maggie said grabbing my wrist. "I thought we were swimming?" I said being pulled towards the house. "They're swimming, I need you for something else." "Liv and Amy are just going to lez out again." "Like you care." I was pulled into the house and pushed onto the couch. Maggie hurried off and dragged Lizzie back to me and stood her awkwardly in front of me. "This girl is so wet you'd drown if you put your face between her legs. I thought you could help." "Maggie, I don't think I have it in me to fuck my friend's boyfriend." Lizzie said turning bright red. "Once your friend's boyfriend is in you, you will." Maggie said teasingly. I stood up from the couch, feeling wildly awkward about being ass naked in my soon to be in-law's living room. "Don't listen to her Lizzie, Maggie's an easy slut." She huffed in annoyance, "I beg your pardon?" I reached out and grabbed her healthy ass and squeezed, her eyes sagged and she gasped. I gripped it and kneaded it running a hand across her breast. She gasped and squirmed in my arms. I pulled on her nipple gently and she whimpered, her body jolting at the sensation. "Umm," She giggled as I fondled her, "You caught me, daddy. I am just a slut." I turned her to face Lizzie and she pushed her ass against my rigid cock and stroked me with her hips. She panted as her cheeks slid up and down trying to push my shaft between them. "It's been so long since you've played with me daddy." Lizzie's eyes opened as she watched her friend's demeanor collapse into a furious, sexual, display. I held the tight blonde's body, still feeling her breast as her ass became slick as she teased precum out of me. "She says you're wet, I bet she's just as bad." I said and ran my finger between Maggie's legs. She moaned and rolled her hips as my finger pulled away glossy. I rubbed them together to show Lizzie and stretched my finger out. "Want to taste?" Lizzie studied the finger and leaned forward taking it in her mouth and sucking her friend off it. She pulled my finger all the way into her mouth sucking and licking thoroughly until the finger was clean before she let go. Lizzie got closer to Maggie and reached between Maggie's legs sliding her little finger across Maggie's wet folds. Maggie moaned and rocked, grinding against my shaft as her friend teased her. Lizzie pulled her ringlets from her face and leaned in kissing Maggie's neck as her friend squirmed and whimpered. Maggie reached around Lizzie and put her hands on her friend's ass holding it as she moaned and rolled. Lizzie pulled her hand away and licked Maggie from her fingertips before offering me a taste, which I took, sucking the tart flavor from each finger as Maggie watched. "I bet Maggie can really milk a cock." Lizzie said admiring her friend's untamed sexuality. "She's emptied me a few times." I said reaching around a feeling one of her sensitive breasts. "He tries to breed me like an animal." She panted, before turning around and pushing me back onto the couch. "Speaking of, that's enough taunting the girl next door." She climbed onto me on the couch, her chest hanging in my face and her flat stomach flexing as she straddled me, Lizzie watching from behind her. Maggie leaned over kissing me hotly, her tongue dragging back and forth across mine as her hips rocked. I put my hand on her ass and squeezed making her groan into the kiss and arch her school-girl body. She flexed her hips out and started positioning me under her. "Fuck I need this so bad." Lizzie put her hand on Maggie's shoulder, "Right here? They could just come in." Maggie looked back and wiped a finger across the smear my cock had left above her ass and licked it off, before running my tip through her wet folds and gasping, "Fuck Liv, I'll keep his cock empty and happy while she splashes around in the water. I'd make her raise the baby too." She moaned, grabbing the fabric of the couch as she lowered herself, my cock pushing into her tight, slick, cunt forcing the walls apart. Lizzie watched with rapt attention as my shaft disappeared beneath Maggie's firm ass and the fit blonde began rocking her hips. Maggie started fucking, moaning out loud as she rocked her hips steadily. I panted at the feeling of being buried in my fiancée's younger sister again watching the tight body fucking me, her breasts shaking. She moaned in my face, grabbing my hair, and kissing me with sloppy strokes of her tongue. Her cunt stroked my cock aggressively as she rode. "Fuck it's so good daddy." Maggie moaned, "Finally a cock I can wear myself out on." "You like that, slut?" I panted back. "Daddy knows I'm a fucking slut." She cried, I spanked her, and she groaned. "Hit me again!" I slapped harder and she groaned harder, "Oh fuck; " I reached behind her and grabbed her hair yanking back, her body leaned away from me, and I bent over taking one of her tits in my mouth and sucked. Her cunt clenched around me, and she cried, her hips shaking out of her control as I tugged and licked her nipple. Her legs tightened against mine and her stomach flexed. I let go of her hair and she pulled back up grabbing my neck and craning her head as she fucked me quickly and roughly. I could hear moans as she struggled to breathe, and she was starting to sweat as her hips rocked. "Fuck, daddy, I think I'm gonna cum; " She cried. I grabbed her ass and squeezed it as she rode me. She squalled and shook, yelling and moaning as climax surprised her, her cunt clamping and fluttering on me as her body shuddered. The orgasm passed and she started rocking her hips again, moaning in my ear and biting my neck. "Fuck; " She groaned, "I can't stop fucking; " Her hips were making wet noises as she rocked them quickly against mine, her hair line darkening with sweat, breasts shaking with her focused effort. She grabbed my face and kissed me hard groaning and panting into the kiss as she fucked tirelessly. She pulled away and I panted quietly, "Get on your knees." She smiled coyly and shook her head, "Nuh uh; you don't get to pace yourself and hold on, this is my cock and I want it to cum." She leaned over and bit and sucked on my neck, moaning and whimpering, her cunt audibly stroking me, smearing my hips and legs. I gripped her ass and held her neck. I groaned feeling burning start to build and gripped her neck tighter, she panted as my cock started to swell. "Fuck yes, cum in me, fill me up with it." I was gasping and groaning as she fucked. She gave my neck a long lick and panted into my ear, her hips stroking steadily as the feeling in my cock reached fever pitch. I felt myself burst and groaned loudly squeezing her ass and jerking beneath her. She moaned and rode continuously forcing my cock to keep spasming as cum shot into her until it started squeezing out on my shaft. She groaned and laughed kissing my neck and dragging her nose across my jaw, "Umm there's so much, I can feel it." She leaned back and touched her lower stomach, her cunt squeezing cum out on to me. She leaned forward and put her nose to mine, "I missed you." She whispered before swinging a leg off and sliding me out as she stood up. The action cause cum to seep down her leg. She touched it absent mindedly when she noticed Lizzie sitting on her knees where she had watched. "Oh no, I totally brought him in here to fuck you didn't it. Whoops." She laughed, "I'm such a slut I stole my own friend's lay. You can catch the next one, its not like he's going anywhere." Maggie said looking back at me and rubbing her slick fingers together before walking off to the bathroom. I looked down at Lizzie whose cheeks were pink. She put her hands on her knees and stood up, looking shaken. "Sorry, I guess I got a little caught up with-" She stopped me mid-sentence, grabbing my face and kissing me. I kissed her back holding her side as she hotly ran her tongue along mine. Her fingers were slick against my neck as she held me, her throat making soft sounds as we kissed until she pulled away, "I get why Liv is so into this; I was so jealous watching you fuck her; it ate me up how hot she was. But then I came so hard I thought I'd collapse." I felt her fingers slide along my shaft, wiping mixed fluids off it before putting her fingers in her mouth, "Cum tastes so much better when its mixed with another girl." She gasped, "I can't wait until I can pull you away and be the other girl for her." I looked over my shoulder, Liv's back was to the window, and she was sitting in the hot tub. "I can do that for you in a few minutes if you want." I said running a hand over her flat chest. She grimaced in pleasure and bit her lip, shaking her head. "After you've recovered. I want what Maggie got." "You're not as innocent as you look, Lizzie. That's dangerous." I said touching her nose. She smiled. "Drove the boys at my college visits crazy." She collected her ringlet hair and stretched out her skinny body, "Let's go skinny dip." I watched her hurry out the back door, and slowly followed. Lizzie climbed into the hot tub with Liv and the immediately began whispering. Lizzie whispered in Liv's ear who immediately turned bright red and smiled excitedly before whispering back. I climbed in on the other side 'ah ah ah'-ing at the hot water before settling in. "What are you two whispering about?" Liv moved wet hair from her face and smiled at me. "Mind your own business, its girl talk." She leaned over and whispered to Lizzie who giggled again. Well, nothing good would come of that. To be continued in part 5, By Dragon Lair Reads for Literotica.
She's Too Proud of Me: Part 3 Sorority Sister In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Liv looked up suddenly but too late. A girl had opened the door and walked in staring at Liv in the compromising position. Liv squeezed her legs together and covered her chest reflexively, cum squeezed down her leg and dripped onto the floor. The girl surveyed the scene, clearly noticing everything and her face flushed. "Oh, sorry! Sorry!" She said averting her eyes and looking away, "I'll come back!" [[MORE]] She hurried back to the door, Liv yelling after her, "Just give me five minutes! Sorry!" Liv, embarrassed began wiping herself off with a towel before handing it to me and collecting her clothes and hurriedly putting them back on. I dried myself off and tried to wipe up the floor before dressing myself. Once dressed she raked her fingers through her hair and went out to the common area and called her roommate back, "Amy come back, I'm sorry!" I was left alone for several minutes and finally heard two voices coming back in. The girl who had interrupted us was Liv's roommate Amy. I had been told that Amy was half South American and half East Asian but could never remember from where. I'd only met her a few times. Amy was extremely gorgeous. She had thick black hair that sort of tumbled in big waves and loops across her shoulders and she had the olive complexion and silk-smooth skin that came with her heraldry. Her eyes made crescents when she smiled and damn if she didn't have the perfect sorority girl body: A dainty build with C's and sultry hips that swing when she walks. I've always thought she was extremely hot but given recent events I'd never tell Liv that. They came in as Liv tried to explain away the illicit moment she had walked in on. "It's just been almost a week since either of us had any time to ourselves and we got a little carried away." I heard Liv say. "It's totally fine," Amy replied with her lower, full voice. "If college isn't for doing gross things with your boyfriend then I don't know why anyone would go." She walked in and stopped, "Sorry, fiancé!" Amy walked in and we made eye contact, I looked away suddenly feeling very ashamed. She laughed at me, "Don't worry about it, at least when I walk in on you two, you're not fighting over accidentally finishing in her." Liv laughed, "I don't mean to overshare, but it wasn't accidental." Amy smirked and raised an eyebrow looking at me. "Good for you. Any post nut clarity?" I scratched my head awkwardly, "No, we've been doing it our whole relationship. But can we change the topic?" She rolled her eyes and flipped hair over her shoulder, "Whatever, I couldn't get a guy to nut in me to save my life. And when they do, they spend weeks texting me about it. Like, dude, pills work man relax." Liv looked at me and then back to Amy, putting her hands in her back pocket. "You just have to find the right one. He's wonderful to me; in and out of bed." I touched her leg, "Do you want to get something to eat?" "Yes!" Liv blurted, "I'm starving." "Chinese?" I added. "Let's do it." She said grabbing her purse. She looked at Amy, "Want to come with us?" Amy pushed her black framed glasses up her nose, "No, I should study." "Your loss." She shrugged and looked at me, "That #13 Lo Mein is calling my name." "That could be a song," I said as we left. Liv and I had a blast catching up. We commiserated for nearly two hours over the nearly abusive amount of work that had been dumped on us before reviewing game trailers thinking up weekend activities. We got back after dark and Amy was diligently studying at her desk. She had changed out of her jeans and chambray blouse into a t-shirt and athletic shorts and had her legs crossed in her chair. She greeted us when we came in and Liv and I spent the rest of the night going over the last of what she had due in the morning. Come bedtime I got up to leave, but Liv tugged at my shirt, "Stay here tonight. You can use the shower here and everything. Just lock the door first." I gave it a lot of thought. I don't sleep well sharing a twin bed and really who does? But it was a decent walk back to my own room and Liv's was much nicer than the dorm. "Alright. But if I'm staying, I'm going to shower now." "Yes!" She said doing an arm pump. "I'll go after you. We don't need to alarm Amy any more than we already have." I always forget how much nicer the Sorority House showers are than dorm ones, so I always take a little extra time in it. Liv's shower of course took forever, and I laid on her bed in my shirt and boxers waiting. Liv came prancing back into the room in her sky-blue robe and cuddled up next to me, her hair in cold, wet, strings. Shortly thereafter we bedded down under the covers and I passed out. I should have known that sleep wouldn't last. It rarely does when I stay the night with her. I slowly rose out of sleep. It must have been very early morning because I felt a raging nocturnal erection, a common cause of Liv not wanting to sleep, and could feel her rubbing on it. I was aching at the feeling of her cheeks rocking up and down on me and reached under the covers to feel her ass. My fingers found bare skin and I groped it as sleep quickly faded. The mattress shook as she rolled over feeling my tented boxers and I let my eyes drift open. Liv does not wear glasses and Liv hadn't worn a t-shirt to bed. I had been feeling the ass of her roommate Amy who was laying where Liv had been when I fell asleep. My first thought was, 'not this again.' I knew that look earlier was trouble. She smiled brightly when she saw me wake up and put a finger to her lips. "Shushh." "What are you doing?" I hissed. "Liv couldn't sleep, and she has a big day tomorrow, so when I couldn't sleep either she offered to um; trade beds." She looked over at her bed, and so did I. Liv was wrapped up in Amy's big comforter, knocked out like a kitten in the afternoon. "She said you'd done this before and promised you'd help me; get to sleep." She whispered choosing her words carefully. "Liv told you that?" I asked, trying to focus on the sweet smile and glasses, rather than what the fingers attached to them were doing. Amy giggled, "Mmhmm, she said just a little while in bed with you and I'd fall right off to sleep." She ran her finger over the underside of my shaft, and it flexed against her hand. I looked over at Liv whose back was to us, but Amy pulled my face back to her, "Nuh uh, she's already asleep." She leaned in and kissed me. Her full lips embraced mine and her tongue spiraled in my mouth playfully. She held my face gently, inching closer until my tip was resting on her stomach. She pulled out of the kiss and I glanced back at Liv who hadn't moved. I looked at Amy, "I've only done this once actually, and Liv was pretty consistently egging me on the whole time." Amy laughed in her throat and pulled me into another kiss, reaching into my boxers and stroking my bare shaft as she did. We kissed intimately as she pumped me for several more moments and pulled away. "I'm not homewrecking; " She paused looking at me, "But it is more fun to pretend I am; now come on, rock me to sleep." She pushed me onto my back and sat up, tugging the tight shirt off her body and exposing her breasts. They were paler than the rest of her with bikini tan lines and little brown nipples. They swayed as she tossed the shirt onto the foot of the bed. She kicked the blanket away from us and swung her leg over me. Straddled, she leaned over, hanging her tits in my face teasingly, "Let me be your little Asian secret." She whispered. I sat up and took a nipple in my mouth. She was surprised and gasped. Her hips started to rock as I sucked and nibbled it. She panted and made sounds as I played with one breast then the other. I reached my hand between her legs so her clit was rubbing my finger tip as she squirmed uncontrollably while I sucked her breasts. She moaned softly, "Oh my god; fuck; hnnn; " She grabbed my hair and gripped it until my mouth pulled back. I put my hand on her side and rolled her onto her back, letting my fingers trace down between her breasts, over her smooth bronze skin and into her red thong where I rubbed her bare lips and clit which were iced with thick, viscous, fluid. She moaned and panted, her body losing control as I played with her cunt. She pulled my face into a noisy kiss that got louder when I slid my finger into her. "Can I tell you a secret?" I whispered. She nodded, covering her mouth. "Of all of Liv's friends she could have swapped beds with, you're the one I wondered about the most." She smiled through a moan "I may use you until morning." She panted and grabbed my wrist. "Roll over I want to ride you." I wagged a finger at her, "Not a chance, you woke me up and now I want to have fun." She giggled as I pulled the thin red lace down her long, firm legs and off her ankles, "Does Liv know you're a philanderer?" She opened her legs, heels on the bed and exposed her sticky, brown, cunt. "I'm not; " I gave her clit a teasing lick with the point of my tongue, "I mean, I wasn't; " I stammered pressing my tongue against her cunt desperate for another taste. She moaned and grabbed the sheets lifting her hips to push against my mouth. I felt precum drip off my tip as I started to eat and lap at the cunt of the luscious, dark haired girl who rolled her firm body crying and whimpering as I eagerly gnawed with lips and tongue at the tart glaze across her folds. "Umm fuck; " She moaned grabbing her breast and squeezing it. I pushed a finger into her cunt and she bit her lip and moaned as lowly as she could. I flicked my tongue up and down the hood of her clit quickly and she gripped my hair with one hand and the pillow with the other gritting her teeth. "Oh fuuck; " Her flat stomach flexed and tossed her hips against my face, her eyes were squeezed shut and she draped her legs over my shoulders. I fingered her steadily, curling my finger into her slick cunt and dragged my flat tongue across her cunt. Suddenly she groaned and clenched her legs around my head, "Oh shit I'm gonna cum; " She groaned again, throwing her head back and gripping my head with her legs which shook. Her hips bucked against my mouth, smearing it with everything my finger had pulled out as her hands yanked on my hair. Her legs leg go and dropped onto the bed and she panted for breath, raking hair from her face. "Holy shit," "Feeling sleepy yet?" I asked smirking. She chuckled, "Not on your life, you haven't rocked me yet." She sat up and put her hands on my face kissing me. She tried her best to clean all of herself off my lips with her own before pulling away and smiling. "Now lay down." I did, laying on my back and she threw a tan leg over me and straddled, letting her cunt graze gently along my shaft. She let her cunt rest on me and dragged it up and down across me letting the wet folds stroke under the tip. Her big dark eyes watched me react to the sensations as I drank in the sight of her tight body and full breasts. "Umm, it's been so long since I've felt bare cock." She stroked me with her hips and made sounds in her throat. She chuckled as she watched me. I was trying not to make noise as she taunted my cock with her hips. I grabbed her ass and squeezed it, she whimpered. She lifted off me and flared her hips. She reached back and grabbed my slick cock angling it at her opening and eased back. I felt my tip push through her, and she covered her mouth to mute a hard moan. Her whole body reacted as my cock slid in. I watched her stomach and legs flex and her chest rise and fall. Her face twisted into pleasured discomfort and her mouth hung open. Her hips met mine and she started to rock, stroking my hips quickly and moaning as softly as she could. Her head hung and she put a hand on my chest as she stroked me with her body, her tits shaking and swaying above me as she did. She fucked aggressively, the strokes of her hips bringing wet smacks from her cunt. She was grunting, groaning, and crying, trying to keep the sounds in her chest as her little brown body thrashed on top of me. "Spank me," She panted. I smacked her ass trying to keep the sound quiet. "Harder!" She snapped. "What if Liv wakes up?" I gasped back. "I don't fucking care, just hit me; fuck!" She groaned. I slapped her harder and she cried with approval, losing control of her volume. "Hit me again," She barked through her strained voice. I did, even harder and she yelled through gritted teeth, "Fuck yes, put handprints on my fucking ass." Her face was flushed and sweating as she fucked me, bordering on being out of control. Her hair had been whipped into a frayed, black, mess, and her breasts had started to sparkle in the ambient light. She bent over and grabbed my shoulders with both hands digging her nails deeply into my neck and howled through her teeth, her whole body quaking on top of me. I held the back of her neck and her ass as she shuddered through the climax and she sat up, heaving for breath. "Oh fuck; " She whispered, "Two in one night; " She started laughing. "Umm I'm going to wear my cunt out on you tonight." She leaned over and started kissing me, still fighting for breath as her full lips met mine. She started to fuck again, whimpering into the kiss. She didn't rock for very long before I was grabbing her ass and hair started to groan. As she fucked me closer and closer to bursting, she taunted me in her sultry voice, "Umm you're not going to beg for a condom are you? Or for me to let you out? I want to compare notes tomorrow about how it feels to have the same guy using our bodies and flooding them with cum." She moaned into my face, "Umm fuck; you feel so good when you're close." I started to jerk and groan under her feeling my body lose control and she smiled through the contractions of her face in pleasure. "Fuck I want to feel it." She panted. I groaned much louder than I wanted to, grabbing her hair and shoulder thrashing under her as my cock erupted shooting thick ropes of hot cum into her. She stroked with her hips milking my orgasm as cum jetted into her in long successive bursts until I went soft. I let her go and she panted and giggled, "Umm; now I'm warm inside." She laughed touching her flat stomach where she could feel it, "I think I could doze off pretty easily now." She leaned over and kissed me gently for several minutes. My cock fell out of her and she slowly started to leak cum. I kissed her back, holding her ass until she leaned away, her soft breasts raising off my chest. "I think it's my bedtime, now that I've thoroughly used you." She eased herself off the bed, obviously much more careful not to leak all over the bed and floor than Liv usually was. "I might need another round tomorrow. Maybe when Liv is trying to study." "That's totally up to her." I said in a lazy fog. "I wasn't going to get permission." She chirped. Amy winked at me and then shuffled off to the bathroom. I intended to argue with her but passed out before she came back out. I woke up the next morning to Liv shaking me awake, "Hey slut, get up." I mumbled and rolled over fighting the prompts to wake up. "Hey get up, we have to get ready for class, idiot." I gave a loud grunt of exhaustion and rolled onto my back opening my eyes. She was sitting on the bed next to me and smiling, the light filtering through her red hair. She gave me a playful smirk. "Didn't sleep well?" She asked knowingly poking my shoulder. "If at all," I replied, Liv giggled. "She rode you like a carnival ride, didn't she?" Liv asked, her face pink. "If I don't tell you she will I assume." I replied looking up at her brightly grinning face. "Oh, she already did. She hasn't had consecutive orgasms in a week much less one night. But I want to hear it from you." "As though you weren't awake listening the whole time?" I said smirking back at her. Her face turned down, "Actually I slept through it all. Which is surprising because she isn't conservative in bed at all." "Yeah, she was not interested in being quiet." I looked her over, "Gotta say I expected more time between our trip to your family's place and the next girl you threw at me." She shrugged her slender shoulders, "I hadn't planned on doing anything anytime soon but when she complained about not being satisfied, I couldn't resist the thought of her going absolutely wild on you." "Well, she did that." I confirmed. "I can't wait to hear about it but if we don't go now you won't get to eat before class." "Well, you may want to catch up with her because I'm pretty sure she's going to try and do it again." She chuckled deviously and leaned over to kiss me, "You should know my friends are your friends. They don't need my permission to play with you." She said before her lips touched mine and we kissed for several, warm, moments. She pulled up and swatted my chest. "Now get up, the day is wasting away!" She sat up from the bed and went to the bathroom to do her hair. I sighed and pulled the blanket away and collected my clothes. I dressed in what I'd come over in and peeked into the bathroom. "I'm going to my dorm to change; I'll see you later tonight maybe?" She looked over at me, running a brush through her hair, "Yeah, probably. It's Friday, right?" "Uhhh; " I stammered. "It is. I'll see you tonight." I gave her a kiss and hurried off to my own room. Back at my own room I changed quickly and headed off to class. During class I did my best not to be distracted by the fact that I hadn't slept through the night, or by thoughts of the busty girl who had turned me into a twin bed rodeo. I sat through class, barely able to keep track of the lecture. My brain was spinning with Liv stoking my lust for her roommate, how much she seems to love me with other girls. Then I thought about her being turned on by me with other girls and before I knew it class ended, and I had to sit at a desk for a few minutes to calm down. I'm so dumb, how I ended up in engineering is beyond me. The day went by like this from start to finish. When I went with Liv to her family's place, I hadn't been left with a lot of time on my own to think or fantasize and so by the day's end I was twisted up tighter than a sailor's knot. I texted Liv about the plan for the night and told her I wanted to shower and change. She said the plan was just to hang and I could just shower at the house. Sounded good to me. I made my way there and let myself in. I hurried down the hall to Liv's room, I always feel uncomfortable, like I'm invading, when I go to the sorority house and so it's always a little relieving when I get to her door. Liv was sitting cross-legged on the bed when I let myself in and hopped up to greet me. She gave me a long kiss and then pulled me into the room. "Umm hi." "Hey," I said back, "Lemme just rinse off really quick and we can make a plan." "There's already a plan but go ahead and shower and we'll catch you up." She said putting copper hair behind her ears. "Great, I'll be quick." I said hurrying into the bathroom. I closed the door and took my shirt off tossing it on the granite counter before taking off shoes, socks, and undoing my belt and shorts. My boxers came off last and I had just stepped out of them when the door opened and Liv peeked her head in, "Are you naked?" "I am now." I said confused. "Good!" She said bursting into the bathroom and grabbing my hand. My previously school day fiancée was now as naked as the day she was born. Her slim, pale, body, tight ass and small breasts bouncing as she dragged me out of the bedroom. She pulled me back into the room where I immediately understood what was happening. Amy was laying on Liv's bed, her lean, young, figure, reclined with one knee bent and every inch of her body bare and exposed. Liv let my hand go and hurried to the bed, "Come play with us!" She said excitedly before jumping onto the bed. I walked over looking at the tan and pale naked girl sharing a twin. Amy was laying on her stomach and she laughed looking up at me with big brown eyes. She let them float down to my hardening shaft and smiled. "He's my new favorite stress management." Amy cooed "Was this your plan?" I asked Liv as Amy tickled my shaft with her fingertips until it stood straight up. "We didn't like our original plan, so we; improvised." She said moving red hair from her face. "Besides, like you aren't going to love this." Liv had sat up and she leaned over between Amy's legs who parted them and flared her hips. Amy gasped and giggled as Liv started to lick her from behind. "Holy shit; Umm fuck; " She panted. "Watching my beautiful girlfriend play with another girl? What's not to love?" I said watching Amy's face tighten with pleasure, fighting laughs as her roommate ran a soft pink tongue over her cunt. "Ah ha; fuck; Liv; " She moaned and giggled. My pale girlfriend's face was buried between her legs, one hand gripping her ass. Amy looked back at her and then up at me, "Think she can taste your leftovers from last night?" Liv lifted her head and licked her lips, "No wonder you love doing this, it's so fun." Liv ran a finger through Amy's slick cunt and giggled at her moans and squirms. "Your girlfriend is quite the carpet muncher." Amy panted before licking my shaft. Liv looked up, "There's no carpet here." She giggled and slid her finger in. Amy moaned and grabbed the blanket. She raised up on her hands and knees and took me in her mouth eagerly. She rocked her head back and forth sucking gently and letting her tongue slide along my shaft as she did. I could feel her moaning around my shaft. Liv had climbed to her knees and draped herself over Amy's backside, hungrily tonguing her cunt and fingering it. I gently fucked her moaning mouth and she held still while I slid my shaft back and forth. I felt her tongue and her throat pulling on me as sounds filled her chest. I put my hands on her head and my fingers in her black hair. Her moans got louder, and she struggled to keep her full lips closed around me as Liv quietly ate her roommates cunt from behind. Liv leaned up and looked at me across Amy's ass and back with a wet smile. "Hey," She said playfully. "Yeah?" I said breathlessly as Amy bobbed on my cock. Suddenly Amy opened her mouth and hung her head moaning loudly and her shoulders shaking. "Oh fuck! Umm holy shit; " She swore. I looked at Liv who gave me an evil look, "I'm in more of her holes than you are." "Ah,ah ha; Umm fuck oh fuck; " Amy groaned as Liv flexed her wrist. "She's fingering my asshole, fuck; your girlfriend is fingering my asshole; " Amy panted and grabbed my cock with her hand trying to focus on stroking it as Liv overwhelmed her by fingering her ass. I watched Amy struggle for control while Liv's fingers played in her asshole. Liv relented and pulled her hand away, leaning over to kiss the small of Amy's back before coming over to me. She climbed one knee on the bed and gave me a long hot kiss. I could taste the tartness of Amy's cunt all across her mouth and she seemed to relish sharing it with me. She parted the kiss holding my neck and panting, "Thanks for letting me share her for a bit." I smiled into the kiss, "She's your roommate," I replied. "Umm but she's your plaything." Liv said back, running her finger over my tip which was slick with precum. Amy sat up and gave us a look, "What are you two whispering about?" Liv smiled at me and leaned away, "Just about how I can't wait to watch you make him groan and squirm and forcefully empty his cock wherever you want." "Umm" Amy cooed, "I can't wait for that either." She laid on her back, head on Liv's pillow and spread her legs, her brown cunt glossy with where Liv had teased her until she was messy. She waved me down, and I climbed onto the bed looking at her perfect, tan figure. The way her flat stomach teased her hips and trim legs down to her cute toes. Her breasts sat soft and round on her chest and the wet lips of her cunt were coated. I leaned over and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I put the tip of my cock against her wet folds and pushed, slowly sliding into her. Her cunt gripped me as I slid in, I could feel her walls already pulsing as I reached my cock into her inch by inch. She moaned, one hand grabbing her breast, the other grabbing the end of the mattress. I started to rock my hips jamming my cock into her. Her stomach flexed with pleasure and she moaned louder, her eyes squeezing closed and her ankles locking behind me. Liv leaned in to egg me on, watching intently as I hammered Amy's tight cunt. "Fuck her until she screams, fill that bitch with cum." She said loudly. I leaned over to Amy who held my neck, looking at me through weak eyes, "Want more handprints on your ass?" She smiled. "Fuck yes," She panted. I slid my cock out of her and she rolled over and climbed onto her hands and knees. Her legs were spread, and her ass was stuck out. She was looking back at me like a animal eager for breeding. I slid my cock back in and started pounding. She groaned and yelled, her tan body flexing and sweating as I hammered her cunt. "Hit me!" She barked. I slapped her ass hard with a loud pop and I felt her cunt squeeze. "Again!" I spanked her again and she groaned, "Fuck yes!" She screamed. I grabbed her hair and yanked back, she yelled and pulled against my grip. I aggressively kept her head pulled back as I plowed her. Her ass slapped against me and her cunt made audible smacking sounds. I shoved her face down into the blanket, hammering her cunt with my hand gripping her ass as I did. Black eye liner was running down her cheeks from her watering eyes and my grip left red marks on her ass cheeks. I spanked her adding to the red spot. She wailed and cried gripping the blanket with both hands, her sleek, tan, body glistening with sweat. "Fuck! Fuck yes, fuck me hard, fucking shit you're so rough. I'm gonna fucking cum!" She buried her face into the mattress and moaned into it. I yanked hard on her hair and held her face up, keeping a tight fist so she couldn't pull away. She shrieked into the room her whole-body convulsing, her cunt clamped on my cock and her legs shaking. She collapsed onto the bed, still twitching, panting, desperately for breath. I pulled my cock out of her puffy, used cunt. Liv was watching, pink in the face and she gave me a whimpering, moaning kiss. She pulled away stroking my slick cock. "You have to cum in her, keep fucking her, you still have to cum." She whimpered almost pleading. She kissed my neck and whimpered, "Wear yourself out in my slutty roommate." A breathless Amy looked back at us, laying prone on her stomach and propped up on her elbows. "Umm he can wear himself out wherever he wants." She wagged her hips. "Does that mean; " I panted. Liv laughed in my ear, "Umm fuck her little asshole." Amy scooted down the bed and looked at Liv, patting the space in front of her. "Lay down roomie, I owe you." Liv climbed onto the bed and leaned back against the headboard, spreading her pale legs exposing a cunt that had dripped and smeared across her thighs and trailed a thin string of clear fluid onto the sheets. Amy scooted back up, so her head was in Liv's lap and started licking, using her hands to hold her ass open. Liv moaned loudly covering her mouth, her shoulders rocked forward as her stomach clenched, shaking her small breasts. I watched my ginger fiancée have her cunt delicately licked by her gorgeous roommate as I ran my tip across Amy's slick folds before putting it against her brown asshole and pushing. Amy groaned and grabbed the bed with one hand. Her asshole was very tight, and I worked it in slowly, just a few centimeters at a time, letting her own lubricant guide me in until I was slowly gliding deeper. She moaned and grabbed Liv's leg, digging her nails into the tight, pale, flesh. I started moving in and out slowly, Amy trying to keep eating my leaking girlfriend as I fucked her ass gently. Liv's body rolled against Amy's tongue her skinny body losing control as the hot, soft, flesh tickled her. "Your man has fucked all my holes." Amy whimpered helplessly as my cock stroked in and out of her ass. "Oh fuck; he's had his cock in me every way possible." She leaned down and resumed eating Liv who moaned into her hand and held Amy's head, grabbing her hair. Amy's asshole gripped me tightly as I slid in and out forcing moans from her chest. I held her ass cheek in my hand. She hung her head and groaned, digging her nails into Liv as I started to pump faster. "Agh, oh fuck; FUCK!" She screamed and panted before plunging her tongue against Liv's dripping cunt. She licked and lapped at Liv who pushed her palm against her mouth and moaned, sliding down the headboard to push her cunt into Amy's lips. Both of their young bodies were shaking and sweating. Liv suddenly screamed into her hand and started to quake. Her hand ripped away from her mouth and reached back grabbing the headboard letting her moan violently into the room. Her flat stomach clenched, her legs shook, and her face flushed red as orgasm thrashed her. The firm grip of Amy's ass was making my cock swell and I was losing focus trying to stay steady. Amy noticed and spread her legs wider reaching back to hold her ass open. As she cried, her slutty body taking the force of my cock, she taunted Liv. "He's gonna cum in my asshole, ahhh mmnnn fuck, he's gonna cum in me." I kept pounding until a groan roared from my chest and I felt my cock spasm in her gut. Hot cum blasted out in jet after jet, until it flooded her, and I could feel the heat on my slowly softening cock. I slid out and cum came out with me. Her asshole was puckered and coated with slick cum that pearled and oozed out dropping onto the bed. I panted, cum still stringing out of my limp member onto the bed fighting for breath. Amy climbed onto her hands and started kissing Liv's red, heaving neck. "Your man kept looking at my ass, every time he came over. Now he's fucked it and filled it with cum. He sucked on my tits and let me ride him all night last night." She dragged her tongue across Liv's neck and nibbled her ear. "He's just a cheating stud, he'll fuck anyone. You're just his back up." Liv whimpered as Amy mocked her and kissed her, finally pulling Amy into a soft, erotic kiss. I watched their tongues play and their lips tug for several moments. Amy leaned away as Liv put a hand on her breast and giggled, "Do I need birth control for my ass, it's filled to the brim." Liv smiled back, "Let me know when you need a refill." Amy smirked, "I know where to find him." Amy raised to her knees and climbed off the bed looking at me, "thanks for all the; " She paused and stretched, "Umm screams," She winked at me, "Playboy." And then walked into the bathroom. I watched, trying not to admire the massive red mark on her ass. Liv slung herself forward, catching my neck and pulling me onto the bed, our heads at the foot. She was looking me over with her brown eyes, bright copper hair hanging in her face. I moved it behind her ear, and she pulled herself against my chest. "You are not my back up. This is always because it's what you want." I felt her start laughing. "What?" She kept laughing and looked up at me, "I love the idea of being the back up." "Why?" I asked louder than I intended. "It means you always come back to me when you're done." She moved up and kissed me holding my face. "I'm happy you enjoyed her ass so much after spending so long trying to secretly check it out." "I did n-" I started to say, but she put a finger to my lips. "Shushh, its ok. It's how I know what to shop for." She said cuddling closer. "You're so fun." "If you give me a minute, I can show you how fun I am." "Ok but you have to wash Amy's ass off first." "Well obviously." "And when you're done, we can discuss a really important topic." I raised an eyebrow, "Uh oh, what topic is that?" "Who's cuter: Vicky or Lacie?" She gave me a nasty grin. An intervention in Liv's friend's love life gets out of hand. I finished with classes and started to walk back to my dorm when Liv texted me. "Come study at the house instead, I miss you!" I smiled; it had been a few days since we'd hung out. I changed course and headed for the sorority house. I had been hanging out with her at the sorority house as long as we'd been dating but ever since a few weeks ago when she deviously sic'ed her roommate on me while I was asleep I was always a little wary of what devilish mischief she might cook up. After the game with her sister, it had sounded like those sorts of things would be occasional, but she hadn't even gone a few weeks before her sorority sister was climbing into bed with me, not literally pushed there by my fiancée, but if she'd been awake, I'm sure that's how it'd have played out. My arrival at her room surprised me because it was open, and empty. I went in and found her bed made. Weird. It's always made, but it's still weird. No one in the bathroom either. I stepped into the hall and heard voices, so I went one door over and found it open also. Sitting in the room was Liv, her neighbor Lacie, and a blonde girl I didn't recognize. Lacie was extremely cute. She had a cheerleader, girl next door quality with rich brown hair, olive-tan complexion, and the pitch perfect sorority girl figure you would expect. That perfect figure was capped off by her very innocent, baby face. In my mind I had nicknamed her Bambi because of what could only be described as doe eyes. Lacie was clearly the focus of whatever was taking place and they seemed to be deeply engaged. I knocked and they all looked up. Liv popped off the floor and hurried over to me and gave me a hug. "Hey!" "What's going on in here?" I asked. "Come in, you can help!" Liv said excitedly. The petite ginger grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. "Hi," I said waving to everyone. The blonde waved with her fingers, "I'm Dawn." "Nice to meet you, I'm Liv's boyfriend." I said awkwardly. "Okay, sit, sit, sit." Liv said pushing me onto the bed and sitting next to me. "Dawn, tell him." "So Lacie here lost her virginity earlier this year, they broke up, and she's had two hook ups, neither of which were any fun and we're giving her tips." "Well, that's too bad," I said, "It sounds like they just weren't fun guys." Lacie looked up at me with her big brown eyes, "What makes a guy fun, like, in bed?" "Well, what do you do that's fun?" Dawn asked. "I just make sure whatever girl I'm with is getting as much stimulation as I am. I like to go overboard with attention and making them feel good as much as I can. The guys you're with sound like they're there for the experience or just getting laid. That's no fun because its self-involved." There was a pronounced silence. "What?" "Whatever girl you're with? You mean Liv?" Dawn said raising an eyebrow. "Well yeah but we weren't like virgins when we met and I've always-" A voice rang out from the open door and we all jumped and looked. Amy was leaning in, clearly having been eavesdropping. "Liv's boyfriend is fun in bed, try him out." As soon as she'd said it, she flitted away. All eyes returned to me. Dawn and Lacie both stared at me. "What do you mean by 'whatever girl I'm with?'" Dawn asked, "It's not just Liv?" "Well, yes, I just meant-" "Of course, he's very loyal to me." Liv interjected. "What did Amy mean then?" Lacie asked her eyes darting from Liv to me and back. "Well, she's shared a room with Liv for a bit now and-" "A boyfriend apparently too." Dawn said with a smirk. "Ok fine," Liv said crossing her arms, "Maybe I let him mess around with Amy. Fine, I encouraged him to. Knowing he's with other very attractive girls turns me on. But he's my boyfriend and I can do whatever I want with him. Even if its; other; girls." The room was staring at her and me. Lacie's eyes especially seemed to migrate slowly between us. I sighed and hung my head. "I am going to strangle Amy." I said to Liv. Liv smirked, "She might like that." "Ugh," I groaned. "So, wait, all that noise I heard the other night, that was you and Amy?" Dawn asked incredulously. "Which night?" I asked turning red. "It's been more than once?" Dawn practically yelled. Then her face suddenly lit up. "Wait why doesn't he show Lacie what a good time is like?" This time Lacie blushed to a deep crimson. "Oh, no, I couldn't." "Oh, we all could!" Liv said excitedly. "Wait, what happened to studying?" I protested, "It's why I came over here." Liv ignored me, turning to Dawn, "What do you say, lets teach Lacie all about quality sex." Dawn shrugged and smiled, "Listen if you get off on letting him run through ever girl in the house I will not stand in the way." Liv turned to Lacie, "Come on, I promise you won't regret it. He's seriously so much fun, and we'll teach you." "After what happened to me, I guess I'll give it a try." She said with a bashful shrug. Dawn got up and closed the door, then went over to Liv. "How do we start this?" Liv scrambled to her feet, "How else? Let's put her in his lap and watch her squirm." They turned and pulled Lacie to her feet and led her over to me sitting on the bed. "Ok so one of the most important parts of sex is the foreplay." Liv explained, "And really emphasize the play." "I dunno, what if he doesn't like me?" "Lacie, come on," Dawn scoffed, "Look at you, of course he likes you." "But he's your boyfriend." She said looking at Liv. I was trying to concentrate and not be distracted by Lacie's long tan legs coming out of her khaki skirt, or the way her collarbones framed her D-cups in the spaghetti strap top that could barely contain them. I'll never understand how Liv manages to find girls like this who are so ready. "Hey Romeo, help us out." Liv said poking me. I snapped out of it and took Lacie's hand. "Relax, it's always weird for me too when she does this." I gave Liv a look, "But I promise she's more excited about it than you are." "Are you?" She asked. I looked into her youthful face, "It would be hard not to be." Liv elbowed Dawn at the word hard. She's ridiculous. "Should I take my clothes off?" She asked grabbing the hem of her shirt. "No." Liv and Dawn said together. "Let him do that." Liv said, "It's like opening a present." Lacie shrugged, looked over her shoulder at Liv, and then climbed onto the bed so she straddled me. I looked at Liv over Lacie's shoulder before pulling her into a kiss. She relented letting me kiss her gently before kissing me back. Slowly her soft, pouty, lips opened, and her tongue flirted with mine. She slowly increased the passion from her lips as they pressed into mine. She pulled away and giggled girlishly into her hand looking back at Liv, then the other way at Dawn, "He's getting hard." I took advantage of her exposed neck and grazed her skin with my teeth before kissing from her jaw down to her chest. She gasped and laughed. I heard her make pleased noises as my lips felt the soft nape of her neck and my hands held her tight waist. I bit her neck again and she yelped grabbing my head. I leaned back and she pulled me into another kiss, her tongue not being coy this time. She moved her body with the kiss and was breathing more heavily. I heard Dawn comment as they both watched, "You're seriously not burning up with jealousy watching this? He's lighting her up like a Christmas tree." "It wouldn't turn you on knowing your boyfriend could go turn any girl's world upside down, wear their bodies out and leave them cum soaked and blissful?" There was a pause in the conversation, and I heard Lacie make a quite pant through our kiss. She had scooted further in my lap until she was brushing up against the tent in my basketball shorts. "He can do that to anyone and still chooses to be mine. That's fucking hot." Liv said with finality. Lacie parted the kiss and looked into my eyes, her nose against mine. Her eyes were burning me up and she was breathing hard enough that her chest rose and fell. She looked over at Liv and smiled, trying not to let her body roll. "Foreplay is fun, I want to keep going." "No one said stop." Dawn said with a smirk. "No," Lacie said turning pink, "Keep going like, I want to do more stuff." "I think that's what she's hoping to watch." I said in her ear. She looked at Liv who nodded. Lacie turned back to me and smiled, her hand reached down and I felt her small fingers rubbing my stiff shaft that flexed against her touch. I panted into her kiss as she rubbed me through my shorts for several minutes before she pulled away and whispered in my ear, "I'm so wet already." I put my fingers in the straps of her top and pulled them off her shoulder. I expected her to hesitate, but she readily shrugged out of them. Beneath was a plain, white, bra that held her heavy chest above the top I pulled well below it. There was a soft click and I heard giggling. I looked up and Liv was giggling herself red in the face and Dawn was covering up a smile too. The bra Lacie was wearing was being pushed off her chest and the straps were coming loose. Liv had unhooked it. "Hey!" She protested playfully. Liv reprimanded her, "Nuh uh, you are not playing with my boyfriend in a Sear's discount-rack bra." She looked back at me holding the bra up with her hand. "It's her rules." I said with a shrug. She gave me a faux look of disapproval. "You just want to play with them." "Lacie, she wants to play with them." I said putting a finger into the center of the bra and tugging so the straps slid off her shoulders and she was left topless covering her large breasts. I put my hand on her chest and leaned her back. She reclined resting her hands on my knees, so her full, naked torso was exposed to the girls behind her, and her heavy breasts with tan nipples hung softly from it. Liv had jumped at the opportunity to participate and ran a hand over her soft flesh. Lacie gasped and her hips flexed as Liv groped her. The sight of my fiancée's pale fingers grabbing Lacie's olive, tan-lined, breast made my cock ache. I leaned over and took her other breast in my mouth sucking her nipple. She cried in surprise and bit her lip moaning quietly as I teased her breast with my mouth. She rocked and moaned, digging her nails into my knees, my nose pushed into her soft flesh for several moments and I leaned away looking at her flushed face. She panted for several moments and then started laughing, making her breasts shake. She looked back at Liv fighting back her nervous giggles, "Are you still ok with this? I don't want to cross any lines but; " She bit her lip, "If I do anymore, I won't want to stop." Liv pushed on her back to lean her toward me again, "That's the point." Lacie was on her knees with her face above me and she leaned down and started to kiss me again, hotly, her nipples catching on my shirt. As we kissed, I put a hand on her soft, taught, thigh and slid my fingertips up making her breath catch until I reached the fabric underneath that was completely saturated with fluid. I ran my fingers over the folds I could feel through the wet cotton and she moaned into the kiss before pulling away and hanging her head. Her hips rocked as my fingers ran across her, paying attention to where I felt her clit. She moaned in my ear and reached down grabbing my shaft through my shorts and started to stroke me blatantly. I looked up and Liv and Dawn were watching intently, Dawn biting her lip. Dawn turned to Liv, hands shoved her in tight denim shorts. "Do we need a ticket to this ride or; " "That's up to Lacie," Liv said, her voice requiring effort to keep steady, "She's the one learning what a good experience is like." I pulled my finger from between her legs and showed her how glossy and wet they were, making little strings between my fingers. She blushed and looked around at Liv and Dawn, "Y'all can play too, he isn't my boyfriend or anything. "You guys can jump in, but you have to undress yourselves. We promised her foreplay." Lacie leaned over, her brown hair curtaining around her face and smiled, "We're way past just foreplay." She said breathily before putting her lips to my neck and sucking, her tongue pushed against me through the motion. She reached into my shorts, past my boxers and grabbed my bare cock, as she stroked precum spread across the shaft making it slick. She panted against me when she felt that I'd been dripping. She panted into my ear as she stroked, "Umm precum already; " Behind her Dawn had moved to Liv and grabbed the hem of her shirt. "Can I undress you?" Liv giggled and wiggled her hips putting her hands in the air, "I'm not shy." Dawn laughed back and pulled Liv's tank top up, exposing her white, narrow waist and long belly button. Up over her little b-cups and then threading it through thick red hair. "Yes you are." Dawn said, dropping the shirt and slapping Liv's ass. Liv yelped and laughed. "Ok, I am. But not when he's here." Liv replied. Dawn's shoulders sagged, "Awww," She said putting her hands to her mouth, "That's so cute." "Hey, come on, I'm ready to be naked here." Liv stamped her foot. "Right sorry," Dawn apologized and wrapped her arms around Liv from behind unbuttoning her jeans. Liv playfully leaned back into Dawn and rocked her hips seductively. Dawn smiled, "Oh it's that kind of undressing?" "He's playing with a girl I'm just following his example." Liv said devilishly. "Alright, I'm not shy." She said raking Liv's hair to one side, "And that's actually true." Dawn put her hands on Liv's hips, pulling her close and started kissing her neck. Liv gasped and giggled as Dawn kissed down her neck and tickled her ear with her tongue. Her hands ran over Liv's exposed stomach before unbuttoning her jeans and unzipping them. I tapped Lacie's shoulder, and she looked at me, running her thumb under my tip. "What's wrong?" "Absolutely nothing, but I thought you'd want to watch this too." Dawn slid her hand into Liv's pants which clearly surprised Liv who cried and jerked at the feeling of her friend's fingers against her panties. Liv closed her eyes and rocked back against Dawn who kissed her neck and teased my girlfriend with her finger. Liv moaned quietly and her whole body reacted to the sensations her friend was causing her. Lacie and I watched as Dawn pulled a wet finger out of her jeans and used her thumbs to tug Liv's pants off. Liv's slender legs stepped out of them easily, so she was in her underwear. She turned around quickly pulling Dawn into a heated kiss. She grabbed the hem of Dawn's black Harley Davidson shirt and pulled it up. Dawn leaned out of the kiss letting Liv pull the shirt off exposing her chest. I was surprised that it was about the same size as Liv's, held up by a lacy black bra. I wondered if Liv would say anything, but she didn't, opting instead to fill her palm with one and resume passionately kissing. I had met Dawn a few times and never knew that she had a small tattoo of birds across her right ribs. Lacie looked back at me, "That's really hot." She whimpered. As they kissed, Dawn put her hand between Liv's legs again and Liv moaned hard into Dawn's mouth and broke away, leaning on her. "I can't get your shorts undone when you do that." She gasped through a laugh. Liv struggled with the denim shorts that were practically painted onto Dawn's waist and peeled them off, revealing a matching black thong. She kicked the shorts away and reached to Liv's ribs and putting her fingers under the elastic of her sports bra. She pulled that away with great effort, the garment unceremoniously getting stuck at Liv's head before tugging free. Liv's small breasts came free, bouncing as they did, her pink nipples standing off the hand-sized mounds. She stood in just her underwear looking over Dawn's firm body that was wrapped up in black lace, "Damn Dawn you are so hot." Lacie smiled at me and resumed stroking. I reached behind her and pulled on the zipper to her skirt. It fell off easily and I tossed it on the bed. I grabbed her waist and rolled her onto her back. She giggled playfully as I did, rolling her body excitedly. I slid off the bed and peeled her panties off her hips, down her legs and off her ankles. Her cunt had a trimmed, practically manicured strip just above it and her pink lips were creamy and soaked. She spread her legs eager for me to give it attention. Just before I was ready to lean in Liv bounced suddenly onto the bed next to her, completely naked, a blur of white and copper. She scooted in close to Lacie who smiled and giggled. I leaned in between Lacie's legs and tickled her folds with the tip of my tongue. She moaned quietly and her legs flexed around me. As I played my tongue across the creamy mess, lapping at her clit and exposed lips she whimpered and cried, one hand holding her breast. She looked at Liv as I ate her, "Your boyfriend is so fun, I've never been this wet. Umm; " I dragged my tongue across her cunt and flicked it over the hood of her clit. She cried and rolled her tan body on the bed biting her lip and nervously watching Liv's reaction. I reached up and slid a finger into her and she groaned. Her walls fluttered against my knuckles as I slid my finger in and out. I was savoring the tart taste of what my finger pulled out of her, smearing it across her cunt to keep lapping up. As my finger passed over her clit she shuddered and so I gently rubbed her wet cunt with my finger. "He's gonna make me cum; " She heaved desperately. Liv smiled at her and nodded encouragingly. "No he can't, I'm gonna cum; Liv; " She begged. She groaned hard straining her voice and her legs pulled open as her stomach and hips shuddered. She moaned loudly grabbing the bed and squeezing her breast violently. Suddenly clear liquid began gushing out of her cunt onto my face and the sheets in several slow bursts. Liv had covered her mouth laughing with surprise. Dawn who had climbed onto the bed opposite her looked on craning her neck. Lacie laid on the bed fighting to regain control of her breath as climax passed and covered her face. "Sorry," she panted. Her face had flushed red with humiliation. "I should have warned you." Liv pulled her hand down laughing excitedly, "Don't be sorry, that was extremely hot." "No its not." She said. I patted Lacie's leg, "Lacie I think Liv would pay you to film squirting on my face so she could watch it happen over and over again." Lacie looked at me, my face still wet, and then at Liv who nodded. Dawn moved on the bed, laying her head off the end so her long, fit body stretched out across it. She grinned at me, and wagged a finger. "Get those shorts off so I can make something else shoot." Lacie clapped excitedly, "Trade spots." Lacie climbed over Dawn so she was in the middle next to Liv and Dawn opened her mouth with her tongue out. I stood up and dropped my shorts and boxers and stood over Dawn's face. She leaned up and licked my shaft, teasing below my tip with her tongue and lips. Liv goaded me on, "Fuck her face and cum on her tits." Precum stringed off her chin as she lapped at my cock. She smiled up at me, clearly relishing having it near her face, "I want it rough, don't stop if I gag or choke." Liv looked at her and smirked, "I won't let him." Dawn smiled at Liv and wrapped her lips around my tip. I started fucking her mouth, her tongue playing with my tip and shaft as I did. I didn't hold back, I held her head with one hand and jammed my cock into her throat. She made sucking and gagging noises, her lingeried body arching and her ribs flexing for air as my cock plugged her throat with each stroke. I couldn't see her eyes clearly but her throat and chest told me she was gagging and fighting for breath. Occasionally her lips would open and she would gasp and drool ran down her cheeks before closing around me and allowing my cock to abuse her mouth more. Liv slid her hand into Dawn's panties and Dawn's body reacted by spreading her legs. I felt her moan around my cock as Liv started to finger her. She leaned up, stroking her finger in her friend and I leaned over and kissed her. She let her tongue sweep across mine before parting and saying quietly, "She might be your kinkiest yet." I ran a hand over the black lace bra under me and panted back, "I think you're right." Liv's wrist flexed between Dawn's legs which were starting to flex and close and her body was starting to roll. Liv giggled and looked up at me, "I think she's getting close." I picked up the aggression, fucking her hard enough that her lips made wet noises unable to keep their grip on me. Ugly sounds came from her used throat and the lean body suddenly seized and gave muted groans. I shoved my cock all the way in and held it there for several seconds as she orgasmed, fighting to breathe and then slid it out. She gasped violently and Liv helped her sit up on the bed. She couldn't talk for several moments and I started to feel bad. She wiped drool from her mouth and face before pulling Liv into a kiss. The blonde and ginger kissed delicately for several seconds, and pulled away, drool clinging to Liv's lips. "I want to fuck him; " Dawn panted, "I want to feel him rail me." Liv smiled and touched her nose to Dawn's, "Let's give Lacie first crack." "I guess it did start for her." Dawn said, she patted the mattress, looking over at the sweet brunette. "Come get some cock." "I dunno," Lacie said turning bright red again, "I had fun doing all the foreplay stuff but this is Liv's boyfriend, I mean, they're like engaged I can't-" Dawn and Liv ignored her pulling her to the center of the bed and laying her back. Her slender, olive build and large tits were laid out on the mattress and Liv was trying to open her legs. "What if he cums in me, it's too much I couldn't; " She continued. Liv ran a finger over her messy cunt. Lacie cried and flexed when she did and Liv showed her the results, letting the slick fluid stick between her fingers, "You know you can't wait to feel him," I leaned over between Lacie's legs. She covered her mouth nervously but didn't close them or try to keep me away. The strip of hair above her cunt was soaking wet and her thighs were smeared with the mess from when she'd squirted everywhere. I slid my shaft through her wet folds, and she moaned and rocked her hips. "Umm ok; ok; Umm please; " She moaned. I pushed in and she arched her back crying loudly. My cock forced her walls open, and I could feel them fluttering already. She was so tight that even how wet she was didn't help how snug the fit was. I started to fuck, and she gave a raspy, voiceless cry, grabbing the bed and locking her knees around my ribs. I was panting, fucking her lean body, watching her big tits wobbled under her once sweet face. Liv crawled to me and sat on her knees pulling me into a kiss. I did my best to kiss her back with my heavy breathing and groans from the tight cunt that throbbed around me. She whimpered into the kiss, her hand in her panties rubbing herself, her cunt making sounds I could hear over Lacie. "Are you going to cum?" She whimpered into the kiss. "She's so tight," I gasped, "Maybe; " She moaned and craned her neck. Her stomach and legs flexed when I told her. She recovered and kissed me again. Suddenly we heard Lacy cry, "I'm cumming again!" Her shrill voice yelled to the room. She seized in a bucking orgasm as her tan body thrashed on the bed, legs shaking and back arched. Fluid dripped off her cunt and drained off my balls onto the bed and floor. She was shaking and groaning as the climax subsided and I pulled out of her visibly pulsing cunt. I was so close when she came that drops of cum dripped out of me. Dawn crawled over in a hurry and draped her arms over my shoulders with an evil grin. "I've always wanted to do this." She leaned over and gave me a hot kiss with tongue. Her tight body leaned into me, my wet cock sliding against her taut stomach as we kissed. I suddenly groaned into the kiss and grabbed her shoulders. My cock burst shooting forceful jets of cum that slapped against her stomach with audible impact. She laughed and leaned down, stroking my shaft with her hand milking several more shots of cum onto her breasts that dripped onto the lace bra. Slowly my cock started to soften draining into drops of cum that trailed down her hand. To be continued in part 4, By Dragon Lair Reads for Literotica.
She's Too Proud of Me: Part 1The luckiest dude ever.In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.My name is Dunn. A few years ago, I was an absolute nerdy geek. A Chemical Engineering major at Texas A & M. Then I met a girl who changed the trajectory of my social life. That well, every other part of my life!Liv; that's short for Olivia; is my wife and inspiration. I'll tell you how she got me out of my nerdy shell, but I'd rather let her tell you the first part, when we first met. Liv, tell us that story, again. (February 14, 2018; at Texas A&M)An unexpected Valentine Rescue.My name is Liv, and this is the story about how the worst day of my life changed everything for me. It all started when I got a series of very bad scores back. See, I'm a Chemical Engineering major and to stay in that program you have to keep a really high GPA, and well, Thermo 1 and Fluid Mechanics had both kicked me back low exam scores just the day before.That wasn't even the worst thing though. Well, it probably was, but it didn't feel like it. I'd spent a significant amount of money getting ready for a major party. A major party taking place on Valentine's Day. I had bought this precious slinky green dress. It hugged my figure perfectly and had a plunging neckline. I had made an appointment to get my hair done in loose curls and everything. For a girl so skinny you can see her ribs, I was going to be pretty hot, at least for one night.And it shouldn't have mattered anyway because I was going to the party with my high school boyfriend. We had come to college together and been dating for three and a half years. But come that afternoon when we were supposed to go to dinner together, he shows up at my dorm room in his coat and pants, tie undone, and his shirt not even completely buttoned."Why aren't you ready yet?" I asked, "Come in and finish its almost time to go." He didn't move, scratching the back of his head and looking at the ground."Listen, Liv. I really hate to do this now, but, I think we need to stop seeing each other.""What are you talking about?" I asked, not processing what he had said. "Get in here and get ready; everyone's going to be waiting.""I'm sorry Liv; when we came to college together, I thought it would be fun but honestly the relationship has just felt like work. I don't know how to have fun with you anymore.""What the hell are you talking about?" I almost screamed, "Don't know how to have fun with me? I've been nothing but available to you since we got here! All you do is drink and hangout with your stupid fucking frat buddies!" Now I was screaming. I poked him in the chest. "My grades dropped because of it.""It's not working for me anymore, Liv." He said sheepishly"Yeah, cocks usually don't when you're that fucking drunk." I snapped, tears falling freely off my face."I'm sorry." He said again."Get fucked!" I screamed and slammed the door on him. I couldn't see what happened, but I like to think it almost hit him.I spent the next two hours sobbing until my eyes were puffy and I had blown my nose red. The dress I had gone to all that trouble to get on was practically ruined by tears and snot, at least for the night. The party wasn't happening, the hair appointment wasn't either. I never changed out of the dress, I just waited to stop crying and walked in an expensive cocktail dress and Chucks to the liquor store just off campus. I picked up a bottle of Jack Daniels and walked back to the sorority house, sitting out on the curb (yes in my new dress), taking swigs straight from the bottle.It was pushing seven in the evening by then. People were ignoring me walking from place to place. Girls and guys together for dates, dances, or parties. I hated all of them. The whiskey was dampening my heartache and it wasn't as difficult to keep from sobbing in public. I was almost ready to go up to my room and dispose of all of his crap, probably by setting it on fire, when I heard someone talking."Damn, are you as bad off as you look?"I looked up. It was a boy. Well ok, a young man. He was about my age, and maybe it was the whiskey, but I thought he was kind of cute. The fact that he was cute did not help. "Fuck you dude, I look like a million bucks."He was holding a pizza box which he raised in agreement. "No contest on that one. The green dress really sets off your hair. But I meant the fact that you're clearly in some kind of emotional crisis." He smirked at me and pointed, "It's the bloodshot eyes and whiskey bottle that gives it away."I glared at him and took a big swig. Too big, I coughed uncontrollably for several seconds. "Look here, either hand over a slice or keep moving. I'm trying to wallow.""How dedicated are you to wallowing on the curb?""What's that mean?""It means I'll split it with you if you fill in for my roommate. We were supposed to have retro game night and he bailed to get laid; or he seems to think he is anyway. My mom just sent up Goldeneye and everything."I stared at him for several long moments doing mental calculus through the fog of liquor. The curb hurt my ass, and the pizza actually smelled amazing. On top of that, he was cute, and being alone in a dorm seemed perfect for me to rope him into a rebound. You know if he sucked at Goldeneye."No Odd-job?" I asked."Who asks for that when they first meet?" He asked with a quizzical look."What?" I said confused, "What are you talking about?""You said no blow jobs. But who would even ask for that when they met someone?"I rolled my eyes and stood up at great effort dusting off my britches. "I said No, odd job." I put emphasis on the syllables, "He's shorter than other characters which is unfair in versus mode." I handed him my whiskey bottle and he took it. I snatched the pizza box from him and opened it."What's your name?" He asked."I'm Liv." I answered, "Lead the way."He looked me over nervously and gestured toward the dorms and started walking. "I'm in Dunn.""We'll see how I feel about the blowjob after Goldeneye." I pulled a stringing slice out of the box and took an unceremonious bite out of it. He stared at me as I started walking and I smiled at him with a mouth full.His dorm was like any other college boy's dorm. A nightmare. Nothing had been cleaned. Old food sat on a shelf, upon which sat a toaster oven and microwave, neither bed had been made, or washed, in ages, there was trash strung across desks and piled up in the trash can and two piles of clothes. One at the foot of the bed, and one on the ground next to it.I traded him back for my bottle hoping to drink the mess away. But ultimately none of it mattered to me anyway. The large TV had two chairs in front of it. One was a folding chair from a lawn furniture set, the other clearly a family hand-me-down deep cushioned swiveling chair. Graciously I was offered the swivel chair.This kid got spanked. We polished off the pizza and by the end he was stealing sips from my whiskey too. I had grown up on Goldeneye, even though it was pretty old by the time I was old enough.I tossed my controller into his lap and laughed at him. "Suck it, eight out of ten wins man, you're done.""I don't get it!" He yelled, "I used to kill at this game.""Ha-ha!" I laughed, pointing at him.He crossed his arms and sulked, "Man, you're really good at this. I've never blown at a game this badly.""Oh, good idea." I said pulling my thick red hair from my face before leaning over and kissing him, my hands on his cheeks.He was surprised and it took him a few seconds to kiss me back but when he did it was very fun. His tongue played with mine excitedly and I started to breathe heavily. Without realizing it I reached down and felt his jeans. He was rock hard and the heat from it was radiating into my hand. He seemed nervous as I rubbed him.I pulled out of the kiss, "Is this ok?""It feels great, I just don't usually do it when I first meet someone." He said, sounding even more nervous than he seemed."I don't either, it's just nice to feel a guy this hard for me."He gave me a puzzled look, "You're a fit redhead who wouldn't be this hard for you?"I rolled my eyes and let my fingers try and grab his shaft through the tight fabric. "Ask me another time, I'm having fun." I leaned in and kissed him again. He kissed me back enthusiastically. His hand slid down my exposed shoulder and his thumb played at my collarbone. I knew what he wanted to do but he was trying to be a nice guy. What a sweetheart. What a chicken.I smiled into our kiss and put my hand over his pulling it inward across my chest. His hand came to rest over my breast, which wasn't as pronounced as I'd like, but it fit snugly in his palm. "It's ok, I love having them played with." I whispered before kissing him again.His hand closed around it and he gave it several gentle squeezes moving his palm across and letting his thumb find my nipple. The feeling of being groped set my body on fire. I was starting to ache between my legs and could feel myself getting wet. Each pass of his thumb sent edges across my body and I felt my breath catch. I whimpered into the kiss and dragged my nails across his stubble."How about that blowjob?" I asked leaning out of the kiss and smirking."We just met, are you sure?" He asked, his voice unsteady.I nodded, "I've never been more sure." I slid my hand off his jeans and pulled my hair back smiling at him. "I wore my sluttiest underwear today because I was planning on giving it to someone else and um, those plans fell through.""So you're going to give me, a guy you just met, one.""You're not just some guy I just met. You're the guy who made me laugh on one of the worst days I can remember." I stood up and patted the cushioned chair I'd been sitting in. "Come on.""You're really, totally, completely sure?" He insisted.I laughed at him, "Will you get over here! Yes." He stood up and sat in the chair I'd been sitting in. I pulled his knees apart and knelt between them shaking my head to be sure all of my messy, unkempt, unbrushed hair fell behind my shoulders before pushing on his stomach so he was reclined and running my whole hand over his shaft.I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the jeans sliding the zipper down. I tugged on the pants but got nowhere. He lifted his hips and I tugged the pants down to his ankles where he kicked them off. He had started to pull down his boxers but I wagged a finger. "I want to do the unwrapping." I said playfully, sticking my fingers into the elastic and pulling it back.His cock slapped him as I pulled the elastic back and he lifted up so I could pull the shorts down the rest of the way. It reached up his torso and I took it in my hand feeling how firm and hot it was, stroking slowly. I watched his face as I leaned over and dragged my tongue along the underside feeling it flex against me.I wrapped my lips around it, lowering my mouth so that the soft tip grazed the roof and started to suck, using my mouth to tug up and down while my tongue stroked the soft underside. I bobbed steadily, pleasuring his cock and listening to him make noises of enjoyment.He put his hand on my head, his fingers in my hair as I worked his shaft and tip, loving how it felt it my mouth. The pulsing cock against my tongue was making me ache and I could feel my underwear saturating.I pulled my mouth off and dragged my tongue across him again before stroking with my hand. "Mm, giving head always makes me so wet.""You're really good." He said in a foggy voice.I kissed under his tip for several seconds before licking across the top. A faint, salty flavor spread across my tongue and I smiled, putting him back in my mouth and sucking again until I tasted it again, pulling my mouth away and letting fluid string off. I ran my finger over the tip and played in the precum before tasting it."You're something else.""Head just gets me all excited." I said dutifully lapping at his shaft. "You could cum in my mouth; if you want, or on my face; " I said in a panting voice, "Or; " I hesitated, "You could lie down in whichever pile of clothes in clean and I could ride the rest out of you."He blushed and looked at me, "I want to be a gentleman and wait but; "I let a strap of my dress fall off my shoulder and bit my lip. "I don't want you to be a gentleman, I want you to fuck me in this gritty, wasted dress."He sat up, "I'm not going to argue with that. But I kind of want to see these." He said pulling on the other strap.I giggled and stood up pulling one strap over my arm and then the other and tugging the dress down so the top hung below my breasts. Underneath was my lace bra that pushed up my b-cups. I always try and it never helps. I went to unhook the bra and looked at him."I'm going to take this off but you can't laugh." I said firmly. He gave me a puzzled look."I may do a lot of things, but laughing won't be one of them." I said seriously.I watched him with a side eye as I unhooked the bra and slowly pulled it off. I stared at him for several minutes before finally removing it and setting it on the floor. He stared at them for several seconds and got up.He came over to me and crouched down putting his lip around one of my nipples and gently playing with it, sucking, and licking. I couldn't keep from moaning, my mouth hung open and each pass of his tongue caused hot pulsing between my legs. I struggled to stay standing holding his shoulders.I patted his head and he stood up straight. I panted for breath and lifted my dress to pull my panties off. He put his finger under my chin before I could, looking at me."You have awesome tits. These," He said pointing, "Are the most fun I've had on campus yet."It was my turn to blush. "Lay down, Romeo." I said through a weak laugh."Why not on the bed though?" He asked hooking his thumb."Because I want to fuck on something clean." I said flatly."Oh," He said awkwardly. "That's fair." He kicked the pile of clothes along side the bed and sat down on the flat spread until he was laid on his back. I lifted my dress and hooked my fingers into the thong and slid it down letting it fall to my ankles and stepping out. A clear string of fluid snapped off the inside and stuck to my leg. I'd hoped he hadn't seen but he did."Are you really that wet?" He asked sitting up."Yeah, I get wet like I've sprung a leak. I can wipe it up." I said not making eye contact."No way, show me what it feels like!" He insisted.I felt my ears get hot. "Well, if you insist." I climbed over him, and knelt down straddling his hips. My lips touched his warm shaft, and I made a small noise. The noises quickly became difficult to control as I slid back and forth stroking his cock with my messy cunt lips. "Fuck; " I whimpered. The feeling of his shaft grazing my clit made my insides feel tight, the aching in my cunt was unbearable. His shaft coated with me quickly as my cunt continued to drain thick, hot, fluid and I couldn't wait anymore.I lifted up and flared my hips, reaching back to put his tip at my opening and rocked onto it. I felt him sink into me, my cunt being pushed open as he slid in. I lowered as slowly as I could stand, feeling him protrude into me filling me with cock. I was crying and moaning at the sensation and as soon as my ass hit his legs I started to fuck.I stroked his cock, bucking my hips back and forth, moaning loudly. My eyes were closed and I held his shoulders as my slick clit brushed his pelvis and the thick meat inside me slid against my walls."Oh fuck; " I moaned. My hair was tenting around my face and I could feel my whole body tensing. His face was red with focus like he was lost in the feeling of my body and trying to hold onto the sight of me. I felt his hand pull the hem of my dress up so he could feel my bare ass. I gritted my teeth through groans and gasps as he gripped it."Fuck that's so good." He said frantically."Fuck; your cock is so hard; " I was losing control, gripping his shirt in my fists as I fucked him wildly. "Fuck I'm so close already." I panted through gritted teeth. I was starting to sweat and the burning tension sent jolts of pleasure across my torso."Oh fuck I'm cumming!" I screamed into his face. My stomach seized and my hips shook as my whole body shuddered with the violent climax that burst across it. I moaned loudly pulling on his shirt until it started to fade.The neck of his shirt was stretched, and I could feel how much slicker he was under me now. I leaned over and kissed him eagerly. He held my face behind the ears and kissed me back. I whimpered and moaned; his cock still buried in me."You came pretty hard," He said."I did, thank you." I said kissing his neck and rocking my hips again. "You can cum in me if you want. I like it, and I'm risk free." I panted into his ear, working my hips to stroke his cock. I hoped the clenching and throbbing of my cunt would help him along. I could have fucked him all day but what he had just put me through I wanted him to have as much fun as possible."Are, are you-" He started to ask. I put a finger to his mouth and giggled."I'm not sure, I'm begging for it. It's ok, let me empty you into me." I stroked him rhythmically, moaning from how sensitive I still was. I rode him, watching his lost face slowly twist into desperation, feeling his cock start to swell in me and his grip on my ass tighten."I'm really close," He gasped one hand on my hip, "If you want me to pull out do it; please."I shook my head, "No way, I want it too bad. Fill me; " I panted.He grabbed my neck suddenly and his nails dug into my ass. He groaned loudly and started to buck and squirm under me. I felt his cock burst and a hot sensation filled my abdomen into my cunt. I continued stroking his cock waiting for it to soften and the heat to fade but it pulsed for several more seconds and I felt cum start to leak out of me.I started to laugh weakly as I sat up letting his spent cock fall out. My cunt drained cum onto his pelvis, legs, stomach, and clothes in a thick, white, stream that slowed to a dribble. I laughed again at the sight and feeling, running my fingers through it."Wow, you really came in me." I said, relishing the heat that I felt from it all.He sat quickly, "Was I not supposed to!" He asked in a panic.I laughed at him again, "Oh no, you definitely were. Umm there's so much.""Please tell me this is fine." He asked again.I pushed him back down and laid on top of him, the fabric of the dress feeling wet as it dropped into one of the streams of cum that was falling out of me. "Would you shut up? Yes, it's fine, Mr. Post-nut clarity. Now stop ruining the afterglow."I laid on him for several minutes and worried he'd fallen asleep. His chest was warm against my cheek. Suddenly we both jumped as the dorm door opened and a guy stepped in. He stared at us, blinked twice, and then left."My roommate.""I figured.""This was fun." I said tapping his chest, "We should do it again.""There's nothing I'd like to do more." He said happily."How about, more Goldeneye, then you fuck me this time." I asked looking up at him."Deal, but if I win, I get to nut on your face." He said touching my nose."You're on!" I paused, "what was your name again?"Yeah, I really asked her to repeat her name. But in my defense, my brain was momentarily deprived of blood flow. And Liv needs to take some responsibility for where my blood was amassed.Anyway, let's move on to the first time Liv brought me to meet her family.Visiting her family.Liv and I went upstairs into the guest room after dinner with her family. She was wearing what she always wore, a colorful sundress. She was tall, nearly five-ten and very lean. I teased her by describing her as 'all elbows'. But teasing aside I love her slender profile, b cups and tight ass. She was the cutest. Despite her cute appearance and playful personality, she was insatiable. So badly that she almost never returned to her dorm at school, filling her time out of class with me.We were free with our sexuality, we didn't use safe words, or bother with boundaries. Neither of us had ever crossed a line with the other and we felt close enough that we would know if we had.She walked to the bathroom, but I put fingers into her thick, long, copper mane and grabbed. She laughed through the wince and turned around. "I have to pee." She said."I know," I replied, "I want to watch you dance.""You're so weird," She said with a smile and kissed me. "But I need to discuss something with you, and I don't want to wait.""Oh," I said confused, "Alright."She went into the bathroom and was gone for several moments and then came back out. I had sat on the bed and she climbed into my lap."So," she said, I looked into her big brown eyes. "I may have volunteered you for a weird tradition.""If I have to wear a bad sweater in a photo you're going to pay."She shook her head. "I have a fetish you don't know about, and I want you to help.""Name it." I said. She took a deep breath like she was nervous and ran fingers through her hair."You know I'm down for anything, what's up?"She sighed. "I want you to fuck my sister."I laughed uncomfortably, "No you don't."She pushed my shoulders laying me back on the bed. "We call it the pass-back game, she's going to spend all weekend trying to seduce you, all you have to do is resist as long as possible. When you can't take it anymore, fuck her brains out.""You're serious." I said, she leaned over me."I've wanted to do this since you came last year but was afraid it'd freak you out." She gave me a soft kiss, "You think she's hot, I know you do because you've told me. Plus, you totally checked her out at dinner.""I did " She put a finger over my lips."You're supposed to, it's part of the game." She said, "I know you love me, and are totally faithful, but I'm begging you. This is a bucket-list fantasy for me.""Fuck your sister." I repeated.She nodded with a straight face."This isn't some weird test, you actually want this to happen?" She nodded again."Hold on until you can't take it anymore. Make her wear you down." She said breathily. She kissed my neck playfully, "Then take her hard and until you're empty.""This is a really big thing to spring on me during my second only visit to your family's house." I said."I know," She said leaning forward, "But I hoped you'd play along anyway. For me?" She said with a pouty face."You want me to get seduced by your sister; for you." I asked skeptically.She nodded."Alright," I said in resignation. "But you'll pay for this."She pecked me on the lips. From down stairs we heard their mother call, "Movie's starting!""Come on." She said excitedly getting up."I'll meet you down stairs in a minute." I said."What's the hold up?" She asked, I looked down. She giggled turning red. "No one will notice, let's go.""Well, I'm going to change into PJs anyway." I said."Ok, I'll save you a seat." She said twirling to leave. Outside she talked to someone I couldn't hear as I began changing. I had just sat down to pull my pants off my legs when Maggie, Liv's younger sister suddenly walked in.The nineteen-year-old blonde was shorter than her sister, with the same slender build. Her hips were wider than Liv's and unlike Liv who was perennially pale, Maggie sported a healthy tan. For someone as petite as she was, her breasts seem to hang off her. They were too big for her chest and shoulders. She was barefoot, wearing just a spaghetti strap top and very tight, very short denim shorts."Hey Maggie," I said uncomfortably, standing in my boxers and polo shirt."Hey," she said back, "Nice underwear." I gave her a look. "I can't get my zipper down; can you help me?""Your zipper?" I asked quizzically.She got very close to me, looking down, "Yeah, I squeezed my ass into these shorts and now the zipper is stuck." She lifted the hem of her top revealing her flat, bare stomach to show me the shorts."You can't be serious." I said flatly. "Get Liv or your mom to help.""They aren't strong enough to get this, plus my mom would just laugh at me. She hates these shorts. Come on!" She begged."I guess." I said reaching toward her. But she moved, turning around and leaning toward me."Awesome!" She said, "You got this." Her back was to me, and her ass was pressed up against my lap and she held her hands out for me to work. I grabbed the button and forcibly pried it open. It was snuggly secured and took some leverage. I got the button opened and started on the zipper. I had to feel through the tight fabric on her lap to find the tab, sliding my fingers along the seam several times to find a way into the crease.Her ass pushed into me firmly as I found the tab for the zipper. While I was feeling for it I thought I heard her gasp. I grabbed the tab in my fingers and started to pull. I tried moving away from her but she kept herself against me. I was fighting an erection as I struggled with the zipper. Her ass was firm and moving against me and I could see down her shirt and her big soft breasts pushing on her shirt.I groaned internally, feeling myself rock hard against her. I had backed myself to the wall to stabilize myself and pushed as hard as I could with just my fingers. Finally, the zipper slid down the whole inch and a half of it. I pulled my hands away and sighed with relief. "There you go." I said."Thank you so much." She said, a little breath to her voice. I waited for her to move but she didn't, her ass still pushed into me. "Can I help you with anything?" She asked looking back at me with a smile, moving her hips."N no, I'm all set here." I said.She raised an eyebrow. "Well, maybe I can return the favor later." She smiled and left. I stood in the room startled and confused until my erection went away then put on pants and went down stairs.I found Liv on the couch under a blanket that was thrown across her knees and shoulders. She smiled big when she saw me and pulled the blanket back to let me in. I climbed in and got close as she gave me a soft kiss.We had kissed for only a few seconds when we were interrupted by Maggie, wearing tank top that was at least a size too small and soffe shorts almost as short as the ones I had just helped her out of."Are we doing PDA?" Maggie asked, "Is this seat taken?" and dropped into my lap."Whoa, Maggie." I said startled. She wasn't heavy, but it was surprising."Ignore her," Liv said pulling me back into the kiss. Her eyes closed kissing me gently. Maggie began to move in my lap subtly. Kissing Liv can excite me on its own, but having Maggie's ass wiggling in my lap made it worse. I was rock hard again in seconds, and Maggie made sure I was aware that she noticed.I tried to pull out of the kiss to ask Maggie to move, but Liv put a hand on my cheek, kissing me more firmly. I was so hard I could feel my boxers dabbing drops of fluid as Maggie squirmed quietly in my lap. There were footsteps at the stair case, and Maggie practically rolled to the other side of the couch.Liv broke the kiss and touched her nose to mine, "I love you." She whispered."I love you too." I said back, still feeling lost."Maybe when Maggie grows up she can be in love too." Liv shot across the couch.Their mother Diane came in, "Liv be nice to Maggie." Liv rolled her eyes. "Ready to start?""What are we watching?" I asked."Ugh," Maggie groaned, "Ever since mom and dad split its probably some lame rom-com.""Maggie!" Liv scolded."No, she's right." Diane said. "It is a rom com." Diane moved the big chair outward to face the tv and sat down fiddling with the remote while Maggie got up and turned off the lights. The movie started, and we sat and watched.Under the blanket, Liv threw her legs over my lap and laid on my shoulder. Under the blanket I felt the underside of her leg with my fingertips sliding up the back of her thigh. She gave me a sharp look. I ran the hand farther up under her dress and her eyes got wide and she looked at her mom and then back at me.I teased her thigh with my fingers moving them up and down her lean thigh, watching her face. My hand slid between her legs and felt her panties, which were soaking wet. I ran my finger through her folds, soaking my finger in the wet fabric. She pushed her face into my shoulder and cried quietly.I teased her, toying with her clit, rubbing and playing. Her eyes were heavy, and she was struggling to control her breathing. I moved the panties and ran my finger across her bare cunt. She covered her face with the blanket and gasped into her hand.I slid my finger into her cunt and pulled it in and out. She grabbed my neck, pulling me closer as she tried to hide and stifle her moans. Her face was tented by her red hair as she panted against me. I fingered her faster, watching her delicate body respond and her sweet face struggle for control. I rubbed above her clit with my thumb as I fingered her and she started to shake, her cunt squeezing my finger.She buried her face in the blanket, then my shoulder and quaked against me as orgasm rushed through her. When she came down, she looked at me with a submissive face before giving me an eager kiss. Her hands reached under her legs and felt my cock, which was achingly hard.I shook my head at her. She nodded, untying the draw string on my pajamas under the blanket. "It's too messy." I whispered in her ear. She smiled back, pulling the waist down and grabbing my exposed shaft. I was slick from how erect I had been for so long and she pumped my cock aggressively, now her watching my face.I shook my head insistently, my face already showing desperation as she stroked me. She smiled excitedly back, feeling my shaft pulse in her hand. Her other hand moved under the blanket. I didn't have to tell her, she knew how fast I'd be.I took a hard breath and she leaned in close putting her face to mine as my cock seized shooting cum against the hand she had above it in a long series of bursts. She milked me through the orgasm, cum leaking down my shaft after eruption. She pulled the messy hand out of the blanket and licked cum off it with a smile, then used the hem of her dress to wipe off my shaft."I'll be right back," She said, "I have to use the restroom. She got up and walked out of the room. I studied Maggie and Diane, neither seemed to know or have noticed a thing. Liv came back and snuggled with me again until the movie was over.They chatted about it for a few minutes, then I announced my attention to shower, and Liv that she was going to turn in and we all broke for the evening. When we got to the room Liv and I laughed about our rotten behavior during the movie.She leaned against me, leaning against the wall and gave me a long kiss. I held her sides as we kissed. She pulled away and said, "Pull the string, so I can get this dress off." She turned around showing me the string in the back. I pulled, and it came free the dress slacking across her lean frame. She wiggled slightly giving the garment a tug and it slowly slid from her shoulders and hips to the floor.Once her delicate frame was exposed to just her bra and panties she leaned back moving her ass against me playfully. Maggie had done the same thing and I wondered if it was them or me. "Play with me." She said in a childish voice."I intend to," I said feeling her flat stomach, "but can I shower first?" I asked.She shook her head throwing long red hair across her shoulders, "No, fuck me dirty." She reached down and pulled her panties off, sliding them over her ass and letting them fall. I thumbed at her bra hook and undid it watching the straps fall forward. She had reached back to pull my pajama pants down, struggling to get them around my erection.Sisterly TraditionsI reached around her slipping my fingers between her legs and feeling her cunt. She was soaking wet and cried quietly, flinching as my fingers slid across her. Her ass moved against me and I leaned into her ear while my finger teased her. She had let the bra fall off and squirmed helplessly. "I know you made me leave Maggie in my lap." I said softly.She didn't respond, gasping quietly. I ran a hand up her side and felt her breast, feeling it fit snuggly in my hand. She panted loudly, her cunt was dripping down my knuckle. "You did, didn't you?" I persisted.She nodded hesitantly, "I peeked during the kiss and saw her moving." She said breathlessly. "I wanted to watch." She said before leaning back and kissing me, moaning in her throat as I slid a finger into her cunt. I fingered her slowly through the kiss and she had to break away to moan out loud. She moved away from me and pulled my hand leading me to the bed.She climbed onto the bed and I rolled her onto her back, pulling her to the end. I got on my knees and opened her long legs wide. I kissed down her thigh slowly and she squirmed with soft breaths. My mouth made it to her pink, leaking cunt and tickled her folds with the tip of my tongue.She cried quietly, covering her mouth as her whole body squirmed on the sheets. I held her moving hips running my tongue against her ceaselessly. My tongue played in the excessive wetness that ran from her cunt, licking it from her ass and folds.She started to jerk, and her moans lost voice as orgasm started to race across her body. With no warning to me, her stomach clenched, and her legs curled up and she moaned loudly into her hand seizing for several seconds as she came.She caught her breath and I watched as she recovered running a hand over her stomach and chest. She raked thick red hair from her face and sat up on her elbows. "Holy crap; " She panted. She sat all the way up and kissed me. Her soft toes felt my shaft while we kissed and she tugged wanting me on the bed."Take your shirt off," she breathed. I did tugging it over my head. As soon as it was in my hand she grabbed my neck and pulled on me."Fuck me; fuck me, please; " She panted. I didn't need to be asked twice, I adjusted her on the bed, her legs up and around my torso, holding me with her knees, and her hands clasped behind my neck. I pushed my cock against her hip, she was so wet and slick I didn't have to adjust much to press into her cunt and start to slide in. She moaned desperately trying to keep her voice down.I slid my cock in and out of her gripping cunt, watching her sweet face twist with intense pleasure, her petite breasts shaking with each thrust. I ran a hand up her stomach and grabbed a breast, being sure to squeeze her pink nipple firmly. She moaned into her hand before taking my wrist and pulling my hand to her neck.I leaned slowly on her thr
Singles Going Around- Under My ThumbThe Stone's did some great covers. Here's a few of my favorites.."Route 66""Ain't Too Proud to Beg""Everybody Needs Somebody to Love""Stop Breaking Down""Bye Bye Johnny""Prodigal Son""I Can't Be Satisfied""Not Fade Away""I Gotta Go""I'm A King Bee""You Gotta Move""I'm Moving On""Hip Shake""Everybody Knows About My Good Thing""Love In Vain"
From playing Aaron Burr in the Broadway smash hit Hamilton, to playing Sir Galahad in the Broadway Revival of Spamalot, Nik Walker has an unparalleled range. U Guys, this week's BroadwayWorld Recap has all the latest Bway updates! Then I am joined by actor and writer Nik Walker to talk about his amazing career! From performing in two different Broadway productions of Motown The Musical, to playing Otis Williams in Ain't Too Proud, Nik shares about the experience of bringing black stories to the Broadway stage. He also shares about his own original shows, and talks about how much fun he is having playing Sir Galahad in the highly acclaimed Bway revival of Spamalot, now running through April 7th, 2024. Nik is lovely and hilarious, U don't wanna miss this episode! Follow Nik on Instagram: @nikkywalks Follow the pod on Instagram: @ohmypoduguys Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Broadway and Tv actor and writer, Nik Walker joins us to Take A Bow for his work in the entertainment industry. Nik is a true student of the art and takes you through his philosophies and ideologies of how to approach text as an actor. Hear all about: Journey to becoming a performer/storyteller What excites him most as an actor Why are stakes important How can being an actor, a writer, and a director all at the same time impact your work How taxing a role can be and how to take care of yourself Hamilton Hardest part of performing HAMILTON Spamalot Sharing a stage with your best friends (Alex Brightman, Christopher Fitzgerald, Ethan Slater, Leslie Kritzer, James Monroe Iglehart, etc.) How Motown influenced Broadway + So much more! Curtain up, Nik Walker Connect with Nik Walker on Instagram: @nikkywalks Bio: Nik Walker is a Boston native, theme park nerd and proud NYU Tisch alum (Adler, Classical and Stonestreet)- who's been earning a living in the industry for a decade and counting. He's been seen on Broadway as Aaron Burr in Hamilton, Otis Williams in Ain't Too Proud, and as Sir Galahad in the revival of Spamalot; on screen in Blue Bloods, Law and Order SVU, and in the upcoming AppleTV+ film The Instigators, alongside his hometown hero Matt Damon. Cleaners, the animated series that he created and writes with partner Alex Brightman, is in development at Warner Bros. Animation, and his musical, Whiskeyland, is being developed with veteran producers Hunter Arnold and Tina Cocumelli at TBD Theatricals. He is the co-host of the arts/activism show The Chaos Twins, and his movie podcast, Little Justice, is streaming where ever podcasts are imbibed. In the free time between all of this, Nik can either be found writing plays at a coffee shop, teaching incredible NYU students, or annoying his talented wife, Sarah Joyce. Connect with Take A Bow on social: @takeabowpodcast Connect with host, Eli Tokash on social: @tokash_eli Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Jelani Remy Broadway: Back To The Future, Ain't Too Proud, The Lion King. Other theater credits include: High School Musical, Smokey Joe's Café, AppleBoys, Oscar Michaeux Suite, Love Around the Block, Cabaret, Mozart: Her Story. Paper Mill Playhouse Rising Star and Chita Rivera Award recipient. BCEFA NextGen Advocate. @itsjelaniremy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Jalen Harris first came to prominence on American Idol, but that's just the beginning of his story. Since then, he's starred on Broadway in The Lion King and he's currently playing Eddie Kendricks in the touring company of Ain't Too Proud to Beg. And now he's sharing his own voice with his EP ManneKin.We talked with Jalen about his journey and how his work on stage informed his own music. For more information, follow Jalen on Instagram.
On this episode of On the Rocks we head to Broadway with Courtney Reed currently in Moulin Rouge (from Aladdin,In the Heights) and Jelani Remy currently in Back to the Future (from Lion King, Ain't Too Proud) as we talk about career, the movie musical, diversity in theatre, and their roles in the new vampire musical Blood/Love…with guest co-host Broadway aficionado Michael Ferrera hot off his Broadway musical seeing tour and your host, Alexander Rodriguez! Raise a glass, it's On the Rocks!!!
Jalen Harris first came to prominence on American Idol, but that's just the beginning of his story. Since then, he's starred on Broadway in The Lion King and he's currently playing Eddie Kendricks in the touring company of Ain't Too Proud to Beg. And now he's sharing his own voice with his EP ManneKin.We talked with Jalen about his journey and how his work on stage informed his own music. For more information, follow Jalen on Instagram.
Goals and The Temptations? Yes on this last episode of the season and year I talk to E. Clayton Cornelious about his role as Paul Williams on the Broadway show of Ain't Too Proud coming to the Kimmel Cultural Campus January 3-21st. Tickets are now available............................................................................................................................................E. CLAYTON CORNELIOUS (Paul Williams) is a Grammy winning Broadway/Tv veteran actor of 25 years. He's worked on the West End of London, has done 9 1/2 Broadway shows, and this marks his 10th Broadway national tour. On top of acting, he is now a 5-year Broadway Investor/Producer. He made his Broadway producing debut in 2021 and was recently nominated for his 1st Tony Award in 2023 as co-producer. He is a graduate of PPU and is currently getting his 2nd degree in Business Management at EGCC. He is grateful to friends, family and God. Instagram: @Eclaycorn. Website: Eclaycorn.com..................................................................................................................................................Goals are meant to have a plan with them. Resolutions and goals aren't simply a wish list that you write down and hope for the best. Make a list and a plan to go along with it that will assist you in making 2024 successful. Remember to sprinkle in some grace in your goals setting. We tend to be on the go to making things happen without adding some pauses into our lives. ...........................................................................................................................................Follow me on the Blog and on socials as ToitimeblogNew Year Blogs to add to your world:Getting Organized into the New YearKeep A Few Things into the New YearStick to your New Year Goals/Resolutions
Jason and Brett's love for books and Broadway come together in this exciting episode! They talk to musical book writer and lyricist Kait Kerrigan about adapting The Great Gatsby for the stage, Merri Sugarman about the casting process and her new book From Craft to Career, and Matthew Chisling (aka @mattyandthebooks) about book adaptations coming to Broadway. A behind-the-scenes conversation you won't want to miss!Kait Kerrigan is an award-winning lyricist, book writer, and playwright. She is an alumnus of Barnard College and the BMI Musical Theatre Workshop and a member of the Dramatists Guild. Off Broadway: book and lyrics for The Mad Ones, and Henry & Mudge. Regional: The Great Gatsby (Paper Mill Playhouse), plays (Father/Daughter and Imaginary Love) and musicals (Justice, Earthrise, and Rosie Revere, Engineer & Friends). Digital credits include: A Killer Party. Her immersive house party The Bad Years (book and lyrics) had two sold-out pop-up productions in Brooklyn. Awards include: Kleban Award for libretto, Jonathan Larson Award for lyric-writing, Most Promising Lyricist Award from the Theatre Hall of Fame, Edgerton Award, and residencies at Page 73, Dramatists Guild Fellows, Rhinebeck, Goodspeed's Johnnie Mercer Project, and MacDowell.Initially an actress (Les Misérables, Aspects of Love), Merri Sugarman found herself in L.A. where she quickly made a name for herself at Liberman/Hirschfeld Casting working on such shows as Seinfeld, HBO's Band of Brothers, and the feature film My Big Fat Greek Wedding, to name a few. Following that, at Dreamworks Studios, Merri was the Casting Executive in charge of TV Pilots and Series. She is a Senior Casting Director at Tara Rubin Casting. Credits: Ain't Too Proud, Jersey Boys, Phantom Of The Opera, Les Misérables, School of Rock, Miss Saigon and A Bronx Tale. Off Broadway: Clueless and Trevor. Matthew Chisling has worked for a decade in the professional theatre space as a marketer, producer, ticketing manager and strategist. He is currently a senior director of campaign marketing at TodayTix Group, a technology company in the performing arts space. Matt is an avid reader and runs an instagram account called @mattyandthebooks**BOOKS!** Check out the list of books discussed on each episode on our Bookshop page:https://bookshop.org/shop/gaysreading | By purchasing books through this Bookshop link, you can support both Gays Reading and an independent bookstore of your choice!Join our Patreon for exclusive bonus content! Purchase your Gays Reading podcast Merch! Follow us on Instagram @gaysreading | @bretts.book.stack | @jasonblitmanWhat are you reading? Send us an email or a voice memo at gaysreading@gmail.com
Hailing from Perth Amboy, NJ, Juan "Carlito" Mendoza is a seasoned musician with over 25 years of experience. A classically trained percussionist, he excels in playing the marimba, timpani, orchestral snare drum, vibraphone, drum set, and hand percussion. Juan obtained his BA in Music Education from New Jersey City University in 2004 and earned his MA, summa cum laude, in Music Education in 2013. His musical journey has been enriched by studying under renowned instructors like Nicholas Cerrato (Timpanist for the Tony Award-winning Broadway show "Cats"), marimba expert Greg Giannascoli of the Philadelphia Pops Orchestra, and Brazilian percussion maestro Guillerme Franco.Juan's musical prowess was evident from an early age. At 13, he won Best Soloist at the national Maid of the Mist competition in Niagara Falls, Canada. His competitive spirit continued through various drum corps engagements. He performed with the esteemed Hawthorne Caballeros Drum and Bugle Corps from Hawthorne, NJ, in 1997 and 1999-2001. In 2002, he joined the Syracuse Brigadiers, contributing to their victory at the Drum Corps Association World Championship and securing the best percussion title. That same year, Juan outperformed 35 other contestants to become the Drum Corps Association Snare Drum Champion.Juan's talents have also led him to feature in Pat Petrillo's educational DVD "Learning to Read Rhythms" by Alfred Music, where he recorded all the musical examples and appeared as a featured soloist. His crowning achievement came in 2012 when he outshone over 5,000 competitors to win the Guitar Center Drum Off Grand Champion title. Juan has recently contributed to Drumeo, offering valuable content for their platform and the broader drumming community.Currently, Juan serves as an adjunct professor at New Jersey City University, operates a drum educational website offering pre-recorded video lessons covering various techniques and musical styles, and holds a position as a middle school band director.Broadway Drumming 101 is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.Afraid of commitment? Click here to support Broadway Drumming 101: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/bd101For more: https://www.carlitomendoza.comClayton Craddock hosts the Broadway Drumming 101 Podcast and has held the drum chair in several hit broadway and off-broadway musicals, including Tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day At Emerson's Bar and Grill and Ain't Too Proud. He has been a sub drummer on Motown, The Color Purple, Rent, Little Shop of Horrors, Spongebob Squarepants-The Musical, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, and The Big Apple Circus. The next project he's working on is The Hippest Trip – The Soul Train Musical.Clayton has performed on various TV shows, including Good Morning America, The Colbert Report, The View, The Jimmy Fallon Show, The CBS Early Show, the Today Show, and the 2010 and 2019 TONY Awards at Radio City. He's shared the stage with legends such as The Stylistics, Denise Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King and was in the Netflix DWYCK episode of Luke Cage with the Delfonics and the HBO version of Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill.Clayton is a proud endorser of Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe
Broadway star Nik Walker (Hamilton) joins The Art of Kindness with Robert Peterpaul to discuss kindness in the theatre, the sparkling "mishap" this is his new bway show Spamalot, holding space for others, Batman and more. About Nik Walker: Nik Walker is a Boston native, theme park nerd, NYU professor, and NYU Tisch alumni (Adler, Classical and Stonestreet), who's been earning a living in “The Industry” for a decade and counting. He's been seen on Broadway as Aaron Burr in Hamilton, Otis Williams in Ain't Too Proud, and as Sir Galahad in the revival of Spamalot; onscreen in Blue Bloods, Law and Order SVU, and in the upcoming AppleTV+ film The Instigators, alongside his hometown hero Matt Damon. Cleaners, the animated series that he created and wrote with writing partner Alex Brightman, is in development at Warner Bros. Animation, and his musical Whiskeyland, is in workshops after a successful breakout performance at Orlando Fringe. He is the co-host of the arts/activism show The Chaos Twins, and his movie podcast, Little Justice, is streaming wherever podcasts are imbibed. Follow Nik: @nikkywalks Follow us: @artofkindnesspod / @robpeterpaul Support the show! (https://www.buymeacoffee.com/theaok) Music: "Awake" by Ricky Alvarez & "Sunshine" by Lemon Music Studio. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
As we bring our special three-part series to a close, we want to express gratitude for your interest in the podcast. We started a few weeks ago by introducing you to Michael Aarons, an industry veteran, whose invaluable insights have broadened our understanding of the many facets of musical production—from Broadway stages to recording studios, live events, and beyond.With a career that's been both broad and deep, Michael has shown us what it takes to assemble world-class pit orchestras, navigate complex labor agreements, and manage the intricacies that come with large-scale productions. His wealth of knowledge has proved invaluable for drummers and anyone aspiring to make their mark on Broadway.As Broadway Drumming 101 continues to grow and evolve, we are more committed than ever to bring you diverse voices and perspectives from industry titans like Michael. We believe that this series has been a treasure trove of information and strategies designed to elevate your musical career to new heights.To contact Michael: https://www.m2music.nycIf you've missed any part of this trilogy, don't worry! All three episodes are available for you to check out by subscribing at Broadway Drumming 101. Whether you're a seasoned pro or just taking your first steps in the drumming world, this series stands as an invaluable resource you won't want to overlook.For future updates and more invaluable content, subscribe here:Clayton Craddock hosts the Broadway Drumming 101 Podcast and has held the drum chair in several hit broadway and off-broadway musicals, including Tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day At Emerson's Bar and Grill and Ain't Too Proud. He has been a sub drummer on Motown, The Color Purple, Rent, Little Shop of Horrors, Spongebob Squarepants-The Musical, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, and The Big Apple Circus. The next project he's working on is The Hippest Trip – The Soul Train Musical.Clayton has performed on various TV shows, including Good Morning America, The Colbert Report, The View, The Jimmy Fallon Show, The CBS Early Show, the Today Show, and the 2010 and 2019 TONY Awards at Radio City. He's shared the stage with legends such as The Stylistics, Denise Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King and was in the Netflix DWYCK episode of Luke Cage with the Delfonics and the HBO version of Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill.Clayton is a proud endorser of Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe
PLAYLIST: Pacific St Blues & AmericanaNovember 12, 2023www.podomatic.com/podcasts/KIWRblues1. Christone Kingfish Ingram / Not Gonna Lie (live)2. Black Crowes / 99 Pounds 3. Tracy Nelson / Brown Eyed Handsome Man 4. Chuck Berry / Confessing the Blues 5. Robert Wilkins / No Way to Get Along 6. Slim Harpo / Shake Your Hips7. The Rolling Stones / Rollin' Stone Blues8. Carl Weathersby / Stop Breaking Down Blues 9. Mavis Staples & Levon Helm / You Got to Move 10. Jon Dee Graham / Lost in the Flood 11. Bywater Call / Sweet Maria 12. Emma Wilson / A Small World 13. Bobby Harden / One Night of the Week 14. Mississippi Heat / Silent Too Long 15. The Blood Brothers (Mike Zito & Albert Castiglia) Feat Joe Bonamassa / A Thousand Heartaches 16. Blind Lemon Jefferson / Black Snake Moan 17. Kris Lager Band / Matchbox Blues 18. North Mississippi All Stars / I See the Moon19. Wild Magnolias / Old Time Indian20. Neville Brothers / Ball of Confusion 21. Ben Harper w/Funk Brothers / Ain't Too Proud to Beg
In the second installment of our special three-part series, we're showcasing Michael Aarons, a veteran with an extensive background encompassing Broadway, live events, recording studios, television, film, and national tours. He's been instrumental in assembling top-notch pit orchestras for numerous Broadway shows and over 15 national tours. Outside the theater, his multifaceted talents shine through in his roles as a music coordinator and guitarist on Grammy-winning albums and in various capacities within television and film, including as a composer.What sets Michael distinctly apart is his comprehensive grasp of the business aspects of music. He excels in logistical oversight, adept negotiation of union labor contracts, and the skillful navigation of complex challenges commonly associated with large-scale productions. His expertise serves as a goldmine of information for drummers and anyone aiming to carve out a niche on Broadway.Broadway Drumming 101 is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.As we continue to expand the scope of Broadway Drumming 101, we're excited to include invaluable insights from industry veterans like Michael—professionals who offer unique viewpoints and indispensable advice.This installment is part of a trilogy aimed at providing a deep well of knowledge and actionable tips to enhance your journey in the world of music. Keep an eye out for the next episodes, scheduled to be released on November 11th and 18th. Whether you're an experienced drummer or a beginner, this series is a crucial resource you won't want to miss.For additional information, head over to M2 Music.Clayton Craddock hosts the Broadway Drumming 101 Podcast and has held the drum chair in several hit broadway and off-broadway musicals, including Tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day At Emerson's Bar and Grill and Ain't Too Proud. He has been a sub drummer on Motown, The Color Purple, Rent, Little Shop of Horrors, Spongebob Squarepants-The Musical, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, and The Big Apple Circus. The next project he's working on is The Hippest Trip – The Soul Train Musical.Clayton has performed on various TV shows, including Good Morning America, The Colbert Report, The View, The Jimmy Fallon Show, The CBS Early Show, the Today Show, and the 2010 and 2019 TONY Awards at Radio City. He's shared the stage with legends such as The Stylistics, Denise Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King and was in the Netflix DWYCK episode of Luke Cage with the Delfonics and the HBO version of Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill.Clayton is a proud endorser of Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe
While we frequently spotlight drummers who have made enduring contributions to Broadway and touring stages, it's just as essential to get the inside scoop from the influential figures orchestrating things behind the curtain. That's why today marks the launch of a special three-part series. We're ecstatic to start by introducing you to Michael Aarons, a seasoned Music Coordinator whose portfolio spans Broadway, recording studios, live events, television, film, and national tours.With a career spanning over 20 years in various corners of the music industry—from Broadway theaters to concert arenas and from TV studios to film sets—Michael is a revered music coordinator and guitarist. He's the linchpin behind forming first-rate pit orchestras for countless Broadway productions and more than 15 national tours. Beyond the stage, Michael's talents extend to his roles as a music coordinator, guitarist for Grammy-winning albums, and in various capacities in TV and film, including work as a composer.What truly sets Michael apart is his deep-rooted understanding of the commercial aspects of music. He is adept at overseeing logistics, negotiating union labor agreements, and skillfully steering through the complicated challenges often tied to large-scale productions. His insights are a treasure trove for drummers and anyone aspiring to make their mark in the music industry.As Broadway Drumming 101 continues to evolve, we're delighted to broaden our horizons to include voices like Michael's—industry stalwarts who provide unique perspectives and priceless counsel.This episode is the first in a three-part series designed to dive deep into a wealth of knowledge and tips to elevate your musical career. Stay tuned for the next installments, set to drop on November 11th and 18th. Whether you're a seasoned drummer or just getting started, this series is an invaluable resource you will want to take advantage of.For more details, visit M2 Music.Clayton Craddock hosts the Broadway Drumming 101 Podcast and has held the drum chair in several hit broadway and off-broadway musicals, including Tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day At Emerson's Bar and Grill and Ain't Too Proud. He has been a sub drummer on Motown, The Color Purple, Rent, Little Shop of Horrors, Spongebob Squarepants-The Musical, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, and The Big Apple Circus. The next project he's working on is The Hippest Trip – The Soul Train Musical.Clayton has performed on various TV shows, including Good Morning America, The Colbert Report, The View, The Jimmy Fallon Show, The CBS Early Show, the Today Show, and the 2010 and 2019 TONY Awards at Radio City. He's shared the stage with legends such as The Stylistics, Denise Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King and was in the Netflix DWYCK episode of Luke Cage with the Delfonics and the HBO version of Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill.Clayton is a proud endorser of Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe
This is the second of four of the “Back to the Future” podcast takeover! This episode features Merritt David Janes and Jelani Remy, two real-life friends and on stage frenemies. Merritt talks about the show's influence on his childhood and describes being a part of the show as a pinch-me moment for him, Jelani discusses his early experiences with performing and touring and the two talk about their experiences with the production of "Back to the Future" , how they auditioned for their roles, and what it means to them. They emphasize the positive and collaborative atmosphere on the set and how the cast gets along well, their favorite parts of the show, and the fulfillment they get from the support of younger fans and the theater community. Merritt and Jelani share their motivations and advice for aspiring performers, including finding reasons to show up to pursue one's dreams (and good food!). Merritt David Janes and Jelani Remy are both no strangers to the Broadway stage. Jelani Remy's credits include “Ain't Too Proud”, “The Lion King”, “High School Musical” (1 and 2), and “Smokey Joe's Cafe”. He was recognized as a Paper Mill Playhouse Rising Star and is a Chita Rivera Award recipient. Merritt David Janes, on the other hand, recently graced the Broadway stage in the original cast of “School of Rock” and has performed in national tours of “School of Rock”, “Sweeney Todd”, “Beauty and the Beast”, “The Wedding Singer”, “Phantom of The Opera”, “Shrek”, and “Catch Me If You Can”, and was recently in the world premiere of “The Griswolds' Broadway Vacation”. Together, they have numerous credits, including Jelani now playing Mayor Goldie Wilson and Marvin Berry and Merritt playing Principal Strickland, both in the Broadway production of “Back to the Future”. Connect with Merritt David Janes and Jelani Remy: Instagram: @mdjtanner, @itsjelaniremy Facebook: @merritt.janes Connect with The Theatre Podcast: Support us on Patreon: Patreon.com/TheTheatrePodcast YouTube: YouTube.com/TheTheatrePodcast Threads, Twitter & Instagram: @theatre_podcast TikTok: @thetheatrepodcast Facebook.com/OfficialTheatrePodcast TheTheatrePodcast.com Alan's personal Instagram: @alanseales Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
To take you further behind the scenes of Wonderland, I'm sharing my conversation with E. Clayton Cornelious, who played the part of Caterpillar and is also a Broadway producer himself of such shows as Ain't Too Proud, Chicken and Biscuits, and New York, New York. In the previous episode, we explored the musical world of Frank Wildhorn and two of his shows that graced the Marquis Theatre for only about a month each, and E. Clay was a big help in putting that episode together. Now, you'll get our full interview, full of anecdotes and tidbits I couldn't fit into the mail episode. You'll learn about how he was ultimately cast in Wonderland and even more about what was going backstage during rehearsals and performances. And being a producer as well, E. Clay also provides extra insight into what it means for a show to close so quickly. Follow Closing Night on Instagram and listen on your favorite podcast app. --- Closing Night is a production of WINMI Media with Patrick Oliver Jones as host and executive producer. Dan Delgado is the editor and co-producer, not only for this podcast but also for his own movie podcast called The Industry. Blake Stadnik composed the theme music, and Maria Clara Ribeiro is co-producer. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
https://cartermclean.com Carter was born in San Francisco and shortly thereafter moved to Connecticut. This is where McLean listened to and fell in love with music and especially the drums. At age 10, he started his journey as a musician. Broadway wasn't even on his radar when he started working at Manny's Music in Manhattan just prior to 9/11. The self-taught musician had just wrapped up his studies at University of Colorado, Boulder and was hoping to land a gig with someone like Sting, Peter Gabriel or Paul Simon. But then, while working his shift and playing at the store, he got noticed by a vet of Stevie Wonder's band Dennis Davis and got invited to play with legendary musician Roy Ayers in Harlem. While touring with Melvin Sparks in 2002 McLean was approached to be a sub at The Lion King in NYC. This eventually lead to McLean taking over the chair at the hit show in 2011. From Charlie Hunter to the Lion King on Broadway, McLean has been busy touring and doing studio work as well as having a busy teaching schedule. In addition McLean has shared the stage or recorded with Jamie McLean, Greg Holden, Charlie Hunter, Victor Wooten, Anthony Hamilton, Bernie Worrell (Parlament Funkadelic), Fred Wesley (James Brown), Shelby Johnson (Prince), Melanie Gabriel (Peter Gabriel) Leni Stern, Matt Duke and many others.For more, subscribe to Broadway Drumming 101 here: When you subscribe for only $10 a month, you will receive behind-the-scenes access to the life of a musician who makes a living on Broadway through YouTube videos, bi-weekly podcasts, and articles on what you need to know. We also have merchandise! https://merchandise.broadwaydrumming101.comClayton Craddock hosts the Broadway Drumming 101 Podcast and has held the drum chair in several hit broadway and off-broadway musicals, including Tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day At Emerson's Bar and Grill and Ain't Too Proud. He has been a sub drummer on Motown, The Color Purple, Rent, Little Shop of Horrors, Spongebob Squarepants-The Musical, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, and The Big Apple Circus. The next project he's working on is The Hippest Trip – The Soul Train Musical.Clayton has performed on various TV shows, including Good Morning America, The Colbert Report, The View, The Jimmy Fallon Show, The CBS Early Show, the Today Show, and the 2010 and 2019 TONY Awards at Radio City. He's shared the stage with legends such as The Stylistics, Denise Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King and was in the Netflix DWYCK episode of Luke Cage with the Delfonics and the HBO version of Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill.Clayton is a proud endorser of Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe
Dan has been making music most of his life. While attending East Carolina University's School of Music, he auditioned and was hired at age 19 to join the cast of the Off-Broadway show "STOMP". After performing in the New York company, he joined the national tour, eventually playing the lead role and becoming the Rehearsal Director. During this tour, he had the opportunity to perform on stage with Bobby McFerrin for the Presidential Millenium Celebration and appeared on several tv shows, including "Good Morning America", among many others. Dan has since moved back to NYC to continue his music career and has performed at such venues as Madison Square Garden, Town Hall, The Grand Ole Opry, Radio City Music Hall and The Meadowlands Arena.Broadway Drumming 101 is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.Dan recently played drums on Broadway for "The Cher Show," a biographical musical co-produced by Cher herself which premiered in December of 2018 at the Neil Simon Theater. He also acted as the house drummer for seasons 7, 8 & 10 of NBC's "America's Got Talent" and played for the PBS special "From Broadway With Love" featuring Chita Rivera, Kelli O'Hara, Jesse Mueller, Norbert Leo Butz and Lilias White. He held the percussion chair for the Broadway show "Holler If Ya Hear Me," and has also subbed on drums in the orchestra pit for Broadway shows like "Wicked" and "Little Shop Of Horrors," played hundreds of auditions the casting office of Bernard Telsey Casting and recently played drums for the Obie Award-winning show "The World Is Round" at BAM. He plays often for Grammy Award winning artist Tim Kubart and was grateful to contribute percussion to his winning album "Home." He has played for a number of artists including Cher, Andrea Bocelli, Tituss Burgess, Melinda Doolittle (American Idol Finalist), Stephanie Block, Kelli O'Hara, Heather Christian, Montego Glover, Lucie Arnaz, and Randy Rainbow. In addition, he occasionally performs for corporate events for companies such as GM, Microsoft, Pfizer. etc. Also trained in music production and recording, Dan produces, engineers and mixes music on a for-hire basis. Recently, he produced, engineered and mixed a Christmas record for Randy Rainbow with the title track co-written by Marc Shaiman. It reached #1 on the Billboard Comedy charts and #7 on iTunes Top Albums. Dan also recorded vocals for bounce music legend Big Freedia(the artist featured on Beyonce's “BREAK MY SOUL”) for an upcoming track. He also produced (and played drums for) "The Sedaka Sessions", where he had the honor of working with Neil Sedaka and an incredible team including engineer Roy Hendrickson (Paul McCartney, Miles Davis, Frank Sinatra, etc) and Grammy Award-winning executive producer Tony McAnany. Some other audio production highlights include a national commercial for "The Grinch That Stole Christmas", a track for Coca-Cola's 125th Anniversary Celebration and mixing of promotional content for Broadway shows like "Natasha Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812," and “Smokey Joe's Cafe”. He also had the opportunity to contribute as an engineer (as well as a background vocalist and percussionist) on the album "LISTEN", which features Hall & Oates, Carly Simon, and Duncan Sheik.Dan proudly endorses Paiste Cymbals and ACS Custom In-Ear Monitors.http://www.danweinerdrums.comClayton Craddock hosts the Broadway Drumming 101 Podcast and has held the drum chair in several hit broadway and off-broadway musicals, including Tick, tick…BOOM!, Altar Boyz, Memphis The Musical, Lady Day At Emerson's Bar and Grill and Ain't Too Proud. He has been a sub drummer on Motown, The Color Purple, Rent, Little Shop of Horrors, Spongebob Squarepants-The Musical, Evita, Cats, Avenue Q, and The Big Apple Circus. The next project he's working on is The Hippest Trip – The Soul Train Musical.Clayton has performed on various TV shows, including Good Morning America, The Colbert Report, The View, The Jimmy Fallon Show, The CBS Early Show, the Today Show, and the 2010 and 2019 TONY Awards at Radio City. He's shared the stage with legends such as The Stylistics, Denise Williams, Chuck Berry, and Ben E. King and was in the Netflix DWYCK episode of Luke Cage with the Delfonics and the HBO version of Lady Day at Emerson's Bar and Grill.Clayton is a proud endorser of Ahead Drum Cases, Paiste Cymbals, Innovative Percussion drumsticks, and Empire Ears.Broadway Drumming 101 YouTube HERE! YouTubeThank you for reading Broadway Drumming 101. This post is public so feel free to share it. Get full access to Broadway Drumming 101 at broadwaydrumming101.substack.com/subscribe
A review of the Broadway musical “Ain't Too Proud” plus The Temptations first live album. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/kelli-n/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/kelli-n/support
Capital University (OH) Director of Percussion Activities Julie Licata returns to talk about teaching post-undergrad in Columbus, taking a break from school, doing her master's at the University of South Carolina, and teaching at 8AM (01:20), going to the University of North Texas for her doctorate and getting the SUNY-Oneonta job (17:10), and finishing with the Random Ass Questions, with sections on being a woman in academia, biking, cooking, great books, her Italian heritage, and the tambourine parts in the music of Motown (33:20).Finishing with a Rave on the Fletch films (01:11:20).Links:Previous Podcast Episodes Mentioned:Julie Licata, Part 1Jason Baker in 2020Scott Herring in 2022Eric Willie in 2022Other Links:Julie Licata's webpageSusan PowellEric PatonMark FordChristopher DeaneEd SophPaul RennickJosé AponteJason NicholsonWatershed I - Roger ReynoldsThe Percussionist's Art - Steven SchickSheila E. drum solo from Sign O' The TimesPrinter scene from Office SpaceThe Overstory - Richard PowersThe Invention of Solitude - Paul Auster4 3 2 1 - Paul AusterThe Fountainhead - Ayn RandPete Sampras vs. Andre Agassi 2001 U.S. Open“Land” - Takatsugu MuramatsuAin't Too Proud musical selectionsStanding in the Shadows of Motown - tambourineRaves:Fletch trailerConfess, Fletch trailer
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