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Tit for Tat: Part 1. Three couples head off for a wild weekend together. Based on a post by Many Feathers. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. It was the second year that the six of us had come up here to spend a long weekend together. Jeff and his wife Becky, Bucksy Becky, a tall very buxom brunette. Then there s Pete, and "Repeat", as we called her, Susan; because she looked more like his sister than his wife, each of them with dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, and short in stature at not even five and a half feet, though again Susan too had fairly large tits. Though not as large as my wife's were, more noticeable because of her short size perhaps, almost looking top heavy. And then there was my wife Darlene and myself. Personally, I thought my fiery little redhead was the most attractive of the lot, though again; most likely, I was just prejudiced in that regard. But the thing I loved so much about Darlene was her total lack of inhibitions, and carefree attitude about life and love. That; and her almost too daring nature, especially when it came to matters of sexual persuasion. But once again; it was just another aspect about her personality that kept life extremely interesting, especially for me. David, dear; You know what day tomorrow is? Darlene said, as we turned off the highway to go down a gravel township road and the old family hunting cabin. Uh, Saturday? I stated. True, but more significantly, it s national nude day! Darlene winked. I m serving notice that I fully intend to hike nude, tomorrow. Please plan on joining my observance. You know it ll be worth your effort. But we have guests. Darlene? Leave that to me. She dismissed my objections. When the time comes for a hike, I plan to have the issue resolved. Probably a lot sooner. The old cabin we were staying in had been in the family for years, an old hunting cabin. It had a well with a hand pump. I d installed some solar panels for small appliances, radios, phone charging, and a few LED lights. The old icebox had big ice blocks, which we kept operational while away, so that perishable foods could last a weekend, even in cloudy conditions. But we heated the cabin with the big fireplace. It was northern Minnesota, so even summer nights got chilly. The cabin s purpose and intent had never been one of luxury or spaciousness, even though for an old cabin like it was, even then it was still pretty big. Inside, it was basically just one gigantic room. A fairly large fireplace filled one wall, an open area in front of it. Four Plywood double bunks accommodated air mattresses. Plenty large enough to sleep the three couples comfortably together, Two bunks on each side of the big stone fireplace. There was seriously no real privacy, though; which had limited everyone's libedos to some extent, as we'd all been forced to put up with the lack of sexual activities, the last time we'd been up here together. Though Darlene and I had snuck off once or twice, to fool around out in the forest, as we were pretty sure the rest of them had done as well, a time or two. There was a small kitchen area and a table just large enough to seat the six of us together, where we very often played cards late into the evening. Lighting was all by lantern or candlelight. We did most of the cooking outside on the porch, utilizing the barbeques or Dutch ovens we'd brought along with us. It was, needless to say, rustic in every aspect. But the scenery, serenity and quietness of the mountain area where the cabin was, made the trip up here well worth it. We'd already finished up with dinner, gotten a nice warm fire going as even the nights during the summer time could get pretty cool in the mountains. Darlene had already made up a batch of Margaritas for us to sit down and enjoy together which was usually the case. Later on cards perhaps; again, as usual. We'd already managed to kill off one pitcher of margaritas as Darlene began making another when Bucksy Becky asked me a question. "So David; how many years now has it been that the three of you've been coming up here anyway?" Jeff, Pete and I had been friends for years, growing up as kids in the same old neighborhood in fact. Years later, old enough to hunt, we'd started out coming up here with dad, and then later just by ourselves. When the idea and concept of hunting didn't appeal to any of us any more, we'd continued our yearly excursions up here even then for several years. Up until we'd all started getting married. And then hadn't done so for several years. Now; here we were again, just like in the old days; but now with our respective wives in tow. As we started in on the second pitcher of margaritas, and with everyone starting to feel their oats at this point, it wasn't too unexpected when Darlene brought up a rather embarrassing question. "So tell me honey; if you and your friends no longer came up here to go hunting, what did you do? Sit around and jerk off?" Unknowingly, she had hit the nail on the head so to speak. Early on when we'd been young, much younger, we'd actually done just that. And by the look in each one of our respective faces when she mentioned that, she knew; as did the other wives, she had inadvertently stumbled onto something. "You did didn't you! The three of you; sitting around, watching one another jerk yourselves off! Oh my god!" She laughed, as did the other wives, all teasing and jabbing at us now with their personal questions. In an effort to deflect part of that perhaps, though it was already too late to sit here and deny any of it, Pete did remember something and then curiously scrambled over to check out our old stash, wondering if it was still even there. Something I myself had completely forgotten about at this point. "You think your dad ever discovered our stash of Playboys?" he asked. I laughed, curious now myself. "I don't know; check it out, see if they're actually still there!" Long ago, we had in fact stashed a collection of old dog-earned Playboys, and then later, one or two really pornographic magazines up in the rafters. A portion of the ceiling area had been given a false shelf of sorts where dad sometimes stored things. It was there we had put up yet another false front in front of that, tacked down so we could still get at it easily enough, but where we had long ago placed our "Jerk off" material as we'd called it. Using the bench seat to stand on from the table, Pete easily pulled himself up into that old section. "Careful Pete! I don't want you hurting yourself up there," Susan warned. "I can just see us having to rush you to the hospital from falling and breaking your neck; or worse." "Yeah, like his hard cock if he actually finds those porn mags," Jeff quipped. Even I laughed at that; it had been Pete who'd been the first one brave enough between the three of us to actually whip his out and start whacking it off the first time we discovered what had then been dad's collection of magazines. We'd simply added to it after that with the far more dirty, filthy porn magazines we'd brought along. "Very funny," we heard Pete calling down as he rummaged around in the old creaky loft area looking for the false boards we'd nailed over one section of the ceiling. "Ah; found it!" he called out seconds later, and then using his knife to pry that section away, laughed out loud. "Oh my god! They're still up here!" "Bring them down; I want to see what the three of you used to look at when you jerked off," my wife said calling up to him. "And probably still do," she then said turning to the other girls, likewise making them laugh. Almost gingerly he handed four well-worn magazines down to my wife, lowering himself down seconds afterwards. By the time he had, Darlene had already taken them over to the table spreading them all out for us to look at. "This one might actually be worth some money," Bucksy Becky said thumbing through the really old Playboy. "I doubt it," I told her. The covers really torn for one thing, and I happened to remember, we; ah; well, the three of us sort of destroyed the centerfold as I recall, and ended up burning it." "Why'd you do that?" Susan asked curiously. "Was she ugly or something?" Darlene burst out laughing. "Oh honey; I doubt that. Remember now, they sort of admitted to sitting around jerking off looking at these, try and picture it unless I miss my guess; the three of them standing there mostly likely squirting their white sticky stuff all over the centerfold. Back then; boys did that when they didn't have anyone else to squirt it on," she continued chuckling. Though once again, my wife had nailed that one too. I could still clearly remember the day we had done that, and by the embarrassed looks on Jeff and Pete's faces, they could too. "I believe you're right Darlene, look at this one, some of the pages are actually stuck together!" Bucksy Becky exclaimed letting out a squeal of feigned disgust as she held it up trying to shake the pages apart. "God, how much cum did you guys squirt on this one anyway?" She continued to laugh poking fun at her husband Big Jeff, as well as Pete and myself. "A lot," I openly admitted. That was the first illegal X-rated porn magazine any of us had ever seen before. Needless to say, it became the primary one we used to look at, while jerking off to. First time any of us had actually seen anything where the men and women were really doing it. Where you could actually see that they were."     "Wow, no shit! Look at this one!" Bucksy Becky suddenly exclaimed, showing everyone the other X-rated magazine she held in her hand. One of the larger old black and white photos actually showed a guy standing there in the throes of climax. The camera had caught the precise moment he'd shot a ribbon of semen. It showed a long lengthy rope of it shooting off into the air, the look of orgasmic joy etched in his face, caught forever in time. "That's fucking hot!" She then added surprising everyone. And almost as one, we all turned looking at Jeff, his face beet red, though grinning. "Yeah, she likes it when I do that; like's ah; well you know, seeing me squirt." "Ditto that!" My wife said joining in. I Love seeing guys squirt, something very sexy; very provocative about seeing that." I had no idea where any of this was going of course, but I was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable. Not because of what was being said, but because I was actually getting horny standing here listening to it. "You know; maybe we should change the subject and play a game or something?" I suggested. Once again, my wife knowing full well of my sudden discomfort pounced on it. "Why is that honey? Getting a little too horny are we?" I just smile at her and nodded my head. No sense trying to hide the fact that I was, or that the air suddenly seemed a little sexually charged. "Yeah, maybe we should play a game," Darlene said turning towards the other two girls. She then walked over towards them, drawing them off to one side, whispering. "Ah oh; I said looking at my friends. "Something tells me, we're not in Kansas anymore." That too had been a running joke amongst the three of us. Having grown up in Kansas City, whenever we embarked on some adventure, or did something we were very likely to regret later, we had a tendency to say that. When I saw Susan suddenly look over towards where the three of us were standing, and actually blushing a bit; though nodding her head yes to whatever, I knew then; we were in trouble. If my wife could convince shy little Susan to go along with whatever she had in mind, then that didn't bode well for the three of us. They soon parted, coming back towards us, evil wicked smiles on each of their faces. "Okay; what?" I simply had to ask. "I know that look Darlene; what are you up to now?" "Like you suggested, a little game, something to pass the time, make things sort of interesting, for all of us." "What; kind; of; a; game?" I said slowly, worriedly. Like I said, I knew my own wife. "Let's call it; tit, for tat." "Tit for what?" Pete asked. "Boob's for cocks then," if you prefer. "Tits for tat; or rather that; them," she said pointing at our lower extremities. "You're kidding right?" Jeff asked anxiously; though more hopefully perhaps as his voice had gone up an octave upon asking that. "Girls?" Darlene said turning towards them. "Let's show them that we're serious here," and with that, all three suddenly reached down pulling off the tee shirts they were wearing. Now true; they all had bra's on. No worse than the bikinis we'd all seen them wearing before; but there was something about bras in general, especially when they were actually threatening, or rather promising; to show you more. "You're; you're serious!" I exclaimed realizing that my wife was anyway, though I still wasn't sure about the other two. "Very," she challenged back. "And as a sign of good-faith here," she now stood reaching behind her back, undoing the clasp on her bra, which I did think surprised Susan a little when she did that. She allowed it to fall away from her shoulders, though still managing to catch it against herself, not quite revealing her magnificent tits. "Well? Jeff? Pete? You don't count David; you've already seen my tits. But if they want to, then one of them at least, has to show us some cock here." "Oh for heaven's sake's Jeff, do it; pull your pants down," his wife challenged him. "You know how much of an exhibitionist you truly are; so now's your chance. Especially if you really want to see Darlene's tits, like you're always telling me about how much you'd like to," she said startling everyone including Darlene, who now smiled looking directly at him. "Well? Tit for tat. Last chance; now or never!" She said staring at him directly. And then Jeff began unbuckling his pants, though turning towards the two of us. "Don't look at me!" He exclaimed. "This might be a once in a life-time opportunity here, and if you guys think I'm going to pass this up; you're crazy!" Good old Jeff. He always could be counted on to be the first amongst us to do something like this, but in doing so; he also knew, the two of us would soon follow. Before I knew it, both Pete and I were now undoing our pants. All three of us at the point of dropping trow, though now it was up to the other two girls to get to the same point my wife was; tits free. To my surprise, both Susan and Bucksy Becky had reached back around themselves, likewise undoing their bras, though like my wife, still holding them firmly against their chests even after they had. "On the count of three then? We all show? One? Two? Three!" Pete, Jeff and I all dropped our pants, though funny enough; Jeff was the only one with a full blown erection. I was partially so, with Pete not even close. But then again, he'd also been the one most nervous around us, even after we'd gotten comfortable jerking ourselves off in front of one another years ago. Pete had without a doubt, the biggest cock I'd yet seen, and that included a few porn movies to boot. It didn't stay that way long however, nor did mine. Not with the three of us standing there looking at three gorgeous pairs of tits. And the night was just getting started. "Now then, that wasn't so bad was it?" My wife asked the three of us. And though they both stood there smiling, (Jeff and his hard cock) I knew that there was more to this than what was meeting the eye here. I could almost see it coming. "Now then; how about we move onto the next; tit for tat, especially seeing that good old Jeff appears to be more than ready for it." "Next; tit for; tat?" Pete asked worriedly. I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. "Yeah, let's see if you guys can do as well as this picture of the guy here shooting his load," Bucksy Becky said speaking up. "You are joking right?" Pete said incredulously. "You really don't expect me to; to stand here and actually jerk myself off in front of you now do you? Really?" And now it was my turn to look incredulous as Darlene began undoing the shorts she had on, dropping them down around her ankles seconds later. "Well certainly not without a little additional incentive at least. Like I said; tit for tat. So; here's your next, well; not tit, but how's a bare-naked pussy sound? Willing to do it then?" Up until now I figured this was a little silly alcohol talking, and the girls just trying to yank our chains. My wife had upped the ante so to speak in seeing if any of us; including me, were that willing to take it to that extreme. Even Pete s little wife, Susan looked a bit skeptical at this point, her hands actually coming up to criss-cross over her tits as she stood there looking on; wondering. Jeff looked at his Bucksy Becky, but all she did was snicker, commenting to my wife in a half whisper. "He wants to So bad; look how hard his cock is, problem is; the other two. They're acting shy." "Men!" Darlene laughed snickering in agreement. "Hard to get them to do anything their uncomfortable doing; or don't want to do, let alone getting them hard. Well; Pete and David, anyway. Guess that might take a bit more coaxing then," my wife said turning towards her friend, and then kissed her. Full, on the mouth, for one thing, but for another, her hand came up cupping Becky's tit. Even that startled her for a moment, it had been so unexpected, but seconds later realizing the intent behind it more than anything else, she began playing along. Either that, or she was admittedly becoming aroused by it. And again, even Pete s little wife, Susan looked on in amused, though semi-shocked wonder as the two of them stood there kissing and fondling one another's tits. "Fuck you two! I'm doing this!" Jeff exclaimed and began pumping his cock watching the two of them. "Not so fast!" Darlene turned stopping him. "That's a taste; you want to see more pussy? All of us?" She added looking at Pete s little wife, Susan, letting her know in no uncertain terms she'd signed up for this earlier. "Then; it's all of you; or nothing. We can always get dressed again and start playing cards if you'd actually prefer." Jeff looked at Pete and I almost imploringly so. I almost laughed, his look reminding me of those days so long ago now when the three of us actually stood there together, jerking off. In particular that day we decided to spunk up the Playboy centerfold, standing there side by side squirting all over it together. "Not like we haven't done it before," I reminded them both; though it was obviously Pete now that needed convincing. "Shit man," he exclaimed. "We were horny kids then." "So? Now we're horny grown men? What's the difference?" Bucksy Becky took off her shorts, and then her panties, now standing beside my wife, the two of them still toying with one another's tits a little. "Like I said Pete; look at them, tell me you wouldn't mind jerking off to the likes of that as opposed to an old Playboy centerfold. Especially when two of them are standing there touching one another," I challenged him.     "Well?" Darlene asked first looking at Pete, and then at his wife, Susan. Susan sighed, and then to everyone's surprise, began removing the rest of her clothing. "Oh hell, why not? Hell of a lot better than playing cards," she giggled nervously. Finally Pete shook his head and relented. "Can't believe I'm actually doing this," he told everyone. And now we all stood in front of one another. Naked as they day we were born. I'll be the first one to admit, in the beginning it felt a little weird, a little strange. And though we had done it; and often in fact, years ago now, that was then. This was indeed now. And yet, surprisingly, after only a few minutes, and some additional coaxing and prompting, the three of us soon stood there jacking ourselves off in front of the girls. Though again, not without some real additional incentive for us to be doing so. They were too now. Tit for tat so to speak. I for one have always enjoyed seeing my own wife pleasure herself for me, something she has very often done without hesitation like I said in the beginning. And I of course have done the same for her as well, something she early on told me she loved seeing guys do; seeing me do. So I did. The only real difference I guess between that and this; was having a bit more of an audience, it was hard not to look over, see what both Pete and Jeff were doing, and likewise looking at the girls; all three of them. Pete s little wife, Susan was indeed an interesting character. At first shy, overly so; I'd heard through conversations with Pete in the past how she was in fact a real tiger in bed. Once heated, an almost anything goes kind of a woman. She was proving that out now; in spades. Having shucked off whatever final reservations or initial inhibitions she might have had, those had all fallen by the wayside now. Lying on the floor, all three of them side by side, looking up at the three of us as we stood over them jerking off was erotically intense. Perhaps even more so than any of us had realized it would be in the beginning. "Fuck I am already close; too fucking close!" Jeff announced almost dejectedly. "Nobody said you couldn't enjoy seconds; if you can manage it you know," Darlene assured him. "So whenever anyone's ready; just do it, you; or us," she stated the look in her eyes telling me she actually wasn't that far away from climaxing herself. And that of course, sent a tingling thrill down my shaft, jumping my own arousal up a notch. Unable to hold out any more, Jeff just looked down, his voice shaking. "Where? How?" He almost stammered gritting his teeth. "Where ever you want; Darlene said looking up at him, one hand cupping her own tit, the other busily working her clit, strumming it wildly at this point, another hint at her rapidly nearing climax. "Fuck!" Jeff cried out, his head snapping back, knees buckling just a little as he momentarily quit pumping his cock, just holding onto it for a moment more. And then; he unleashed. "Oh yeah! Fuck yeah; would you look at that?" Pete s little wife, Susan exclaimed, wild-eyed and lustier looking than I'd ever seen her before. Pete hadn't been lying when he'd told me about her before. Once his Susan was horny; truly horny, she became almost a completely different person. "Shoot that spunk! Shoot it! Squirt it! All over! All over! All over!" She lay crying out as Big Jeff did his level best to accommodate each one of the girls. Once again jacking his cock, pumping out streamer after streamer of his hot white juice which had begun landing over all three girls like he'd turned the hose on them. And that of course triggered my wife's climax, which I was fairly certain it would do. But it would also be only the first of many for her, as from this point on; she could easily roll from one right into another, almost at will after this. And one thing more that I knew; which the guys soon would of course, was how much Darlene tended to squirt whenever she did. Eyes wide in surprise, both Jeff and Pete stood there watching this tiny little fountainous squirt suddenly erupt from my wife's pussy. A tiny little arch of pussy pleasure shooting up in the air, splashing down again, soaking her, as well as the floor beneath her. Thankfully, we'd moved the sleeping bags out of the way, or we'd have been sleeping wet that evening. Inwardly I was certainly grinning. As much of a surprise as it had been for all of us; girls included, to see my wife lying there with her pussy squirting the way it did, I remembered back at something else. Pete had a surprise of his own too. He had a big cock, that much was evident, at least on the upper size scale of big cocks. Neither Jeff nor I were slouches in that department either, not by a long shot. Jeff might have been short in height, but just like his wife, his hard cock tended to look even bigger than it probably was just because of that. Pete on the other hand, was just fucking big; no, make that huge. And so was his cumshot as I remembered seeing it. Unless things had changed since then of course. But as I recalled, his semen tended to be quite copious in volume, easily duplicating mine and Jeff's put together. Something we had as young men growing up, gotten a weird kick out of when the three of us stood there blanketing that centerfold until it wasn't even recognizable as being one anymore. Half of which; had been Pete's doing. "Fuck, I'm gonna lose it!" Pete soon after announced. I couldn't help but turn and look, I'd been amazed in the past before. And I noticed in doing so; Jeff too had turned to specifically watch. After all; we both had a pretty good idea, as must have his Susan. She was the only one who actually closed her eyes, covering them with her hands, giggling as she did. "Thar she blows!" She said peeking through her fingers just as the first jettison of Pete's spunk exploded from the head of his cock. My Darlene and Buxom Becky had no idea. Had they, they might have been quicker on the hands to the face trick that Pete s little wife, Susan had already prepared herself for. Even for a guy; it was an amazing thing to see, to witness. I for one had never seen anything like it, not before or since. The only other man I'd seen even come close had been the Porn star Peter North. But even he would have been hard pressed to match Pete's delivery, even on a good day. Hard to explain it really, to describe it. It was like throwing cups full of milk. That's about the only way I can even attempt to put into words what it looked like. That first splash, a thick rope, not a slim stringy one, was just that. A rope of cum. Seeing it leap from the head of that fat cock of his was just the beginning of the wild spectacle he created. I saw it land on my wife, next or close to her pussy in fact, and then splash from there as though someone had actually tossed a scarf down onto her body. He hit her left tit from there, up to the side of her neck and into her hair; and then beyond that. Turning, another voluminous milking already on the way, as this one began bathing poor Bucksy Becky, her sudden squeal of delight and shock readily apparent. "Holy fucking shit!" She cried out watching the splash of his cream as it had hit my wife, only then seeing the second skyrocketing explosion leap from his cock, shooting directly at her. She lifted her hands, too late; that second squirt not quite purposely hitting her full on in the face, much of it actually hitting her in the mouth where she swallowed. She actually had no choice, it would have been nearly impossible not to, let alone breathe. And good old Pete, just as Jeff and I remembered, was far from being done. Not wanting to let his own wife feel left out, Pete spun on one heel, still wanking his cock, holding still then a second later as the third massive squirt shot out. Still covering her eyes, though still peeking through her fingers, she laughed as he sure enough; started there. In seconds her hands appeared glued together, a trail of semen working its way down from there between her gorgeous pink nippled tits, down across her belly, and along the side of her upper right thigh. The majority of his first few canon shots might be over, but he continued to pump his cock, which now just oozed like chocolate sauce being poured over ice cream. Only now taking her hands away, Susan opened her mouth as her Pete stood over her, his cream dripping from the head of his cock in what seemed like a never ending drool of cum-sauce which his little wife now tried valiantly to collect. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!" My Darlene quipped, now watching this, still trying to collect the liquid sauce running in small little rivers over her own body with her hands as she and Buxom Becky both ly there, eyes still glued to him and his magnificent specimen of a cock. "That's got to be; the most incredible cum shot I've ever seen in my entire life!" I couldn't help but laugh. "See dear? You're not the only one here, full of surprises." Mine wasn't nearly as copious of course as Pete's had been; but as far as cum-shots go, it wasn't half bad. I still managed to add a fair amount almost equally on all three girls. All three girls lying there now covered in joy juice, pretty much from head to toe.       As expected, My Darlene had worked herself through a small series of mini-orgasms, saving the big one for last, which would come later. That's basically how she preferred doing it. Both Buxom Becky and Little Susan had likewise gotten off, and it was again another bit of an unexpected surprise seeing Susan when she did. She tended to thrash wildly, her head rolling back and forth as she cried out, her hand now slapping her pussy, almost fiercely, the other hand, fingers inside working herself that way. That too was an amazing sight to watch. Poor Jeff almost looked disappointed, his cock once again stiff and hard, working himself up to what he obviously hoped would be another nice orgasm of his own. "Time for a break," My Darlene spoke, with both the other girls in agreement. "Fresh drinks, something to snack on; and then; see where things go from there." I was wondering about that myself, just as I knew the other guys were. We'd all been casting looks back and forth between one another, several questions I am sure remaining unasked. As the girls stood inside the small little kitchen area throwing together a few things to snack on, the hushed whispers of their voices alerted us to the fact they were obviously discussing something, occasionally throwing glances our way. "Throw some more wood on the fire, get it nice and warm in here for us," Darlene stated moments later. "We're going outside for a; to pee," she amended. "We'll be back in a few minutes." After fixing up some fresh drinks and snacks, the girls all went outside for a supposed pee-break. When they did, Pete turned to me worriedly asking. "Okay; admittedly, that was sort of fun; well, damn fun actually," he said sheepishly. "But I can't help wondering; I mean, we're not like; ah, you know, thinking about; "Swapping wives?" I said finishing for him. "No Pete, we're not. At least I'm fairly confident that isn't part of what's been going on here; or even will be. Though I'll agree with you on one hand, maybe it's something we should address with the girls once they come back inside again. See where all this is really headed, so that we all know what to expect, or not expect. I don't think any of us want to stumble into doing anything we're not comfortable with." I saw the relief in his eyes, as well as in Big Jeff's, as the three of us stoked up the fire a bit, making it even warmer, especially as we remained ass-naked at the moment. It was amazing to me as we went about doing that, how comfortable we had all seemed to become once again. Seeing one another naked again after all these years. Sure we had all changed and matured a little, during that time, though Pete's schlong continued to swing to and fro as he walked about, causing Jeff and I both to snicker while watching that. Just like old times. "It's taking them a hell of a long time to pee, don't you think?" Jeff asked. "I don't think that's all they're doing," I commented. "Something tells me, they're having a pow-wow out there, which means; I never finished however as the door suddenly opened, all three girls reentering the cabin. "Rules!" My wife said, the moment they came inside. "Rules?" Pete asked. "Yeah; rules. We thought it might be a good idea to go over a few simple rules, so that no one has any misconceptions or expectations regarding the weekend, since it appears we'll be spending much of it naked together." The guys looked at me, and I at them, and then back to the girls again. Obviously they'd been thinking along the same lines as we had. "Just so we're all on the same page here; this isn't about swapping partners. We're just having a bit of naughty fun is all; so beyond some touching perhaps, that's it. Unless we're comfortable doing things with our own partners, in front of anyone, that would be the only exception. Beyond that, it's strictly a touch only. Everyone okay with that?" Obviously the girls had come to a mutual consensus outside, which was fine with the three of us guys, too. Especially as we all readily agreed to that. "By touching; Pete asked a bit nervously, yet excitedly too by the edge we could all hear in his tone of voice. "Does that mean; "That it's okay if I walked up and fondled that sausage of yours?" Jeff s wife, Becky said; walking up in front of Susan s Pete, only inches away, though she didn't actually reach down and do it. "Hopefully; yes, as long as it's ok with you, and your wife," she said looking over towards Susan. Susan then walked over and stood in front of me, grinning. My wife, then standing directly in front of big Jeff, likewise grinning. "If you guys are good with just that; we are," my wife concluded. By the smiles on our faces they could see that we were, and then as though on some prearranged signal perhaps, all three reached down and clasped the three semi-flaccid cocks dangling there in front of them. Even then; I still tentatively reached out cupping Little Susan's firm full tits, taking delight in fondling them a bit, as the rest of the guys now began doing the same to the girls standing in front of them. It didn't take long, and the three of us were once again standing proud and tall. To be continued. Based on a post by Many Feathers, for Literotica.  

Tit for Tat: Part 1. Three couples head off for a wild weekend together. Based on a post by Many Feathers. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. It was the second year that the six of us had come up here to spend a long weekend together. Jeff and his wife Becky, Bucksy Becky, a tall very buxom brunette. Then there s Pete, and "Repeat", as we called her, Susan; because she looked more like his sister than his wife, each of them with dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, and short in stature at not even five and a half feet, though again Susan too had fairly large tits. Though not as large as my wife's were, more noticeable because of her short size perhaps, almost looking top heavy. And then there was my wife Darlene and myself. Personally, I thought my fiery little redhead was the most attractive of the lot, though again; most likely, I was just prejudiced in that regard. But the thing I loved so much about Darlene was her total lack of inhibitions, and carefree attitude about life and love. That; and her almost too daring nature, especially when it came to matters of sexual persuasion. But once again; it was just another aspect about her personality that kept life extremely interesting, especially for me. David, dear; You know what day tomorrow is? Darlene said, as we turned off the highway to go down a gravel township road and the old family hunting cabin. Uh, Saturday? I stated. True, but more significantly, it s national nude day! Darlene winked. I m serving notice that I fully intend to hike nude, tomorrow. Please plan on joining my observance. You know it ll be worth your effort. But we have guests. Darlene? Leave that to me. She dismissed my objections. When the time comes for a hike, I plan to have the issue resolved. Probably a lot sooner. The old cabin we were staying in had been in the family for years, an old hunting cabin. It had a well with a hand pump. I d installed some solar panels for small appliances, radios, phone charging, and a few LED lights. The old icebox had big ice blocks, which we kept operational while away, so that perishable foods could last a weekend, even in cloudy conditions. But we heated the cabin with the big fireplace. It was northern Minnesota, so even summer nights got chilly. The cabin s purpose and intent had never been one of luxury or spaciousness, even though for an old cabin like it was, even then it was still pretty big. Inside, it was basically just one gigantic room. A fairly large fireplace filled one wall, an open area in front of it. Four Plywood double bunks accommodated air mattresses. Plenty large enough to sleep the three couples comfortably together, Two bunks on each side of the big stone fireplace. There was seriously no real privacy, though; which had limited everyone's libedos to some extent, as we'd all been forced to put up with the lack of sexual activities, the last time we'd been up here together. Though Darlene and I had snuck off once or twice, to fool around out in the forest, as we were pretty sure the rest of them had done as well, a time or two. There was a small kitchen area and a table just large enough to seat the six of us together, where we very often played cards late into the evening. Lighting was all by lantern or candlelight. We did most of the cooking outside on the porch, utilizing the barbeques or Dutch ovens we'd brought along with us. It was, needless to say, rustic in every aspect. But the scenery, serenity and quietness of the mountain area where the cabin was, made the trip up here well worth it. We'd already finished up with dinner, gotten a nice warm fire going as even the nights during the summer time could get pretty cool in the mountains. Darlene had already made up a batch of Margaritas for us to sit down and enjoy together which was usually the case. Later on cards perhaps; again, as usual. We'd already managed to kill off one pitcher of margaritas as Darlene began making another when Bucksy Becky asked me a question. "So David; how many years now has it been that the three of you've been coming up here anyway?" Jeff, Pete and I had been friends for years, growing up as kids in the same old neighborhood in fact. Years later, old enough to hunt, we'd started out coming up here with dad, and then later just by ourselves. When the idea and concept of hunting didn't appeal to any of us any more, we'd continued our yearly excursions up here even then for several years. Up until we'd all started getting married. And then hadn't done so for several years. Now; here we were again, just like in the old days; but now with our respective wives in tow. As we started in on the second pitcher of margaritas, and with everyone starting to feel their oats at this point, it wasn't too unexpected when Darlene brought up a rather embarrassing question. "So tell me honey; if you and your friends no longer came up here to go hunting, what did you do? Sit around and jerk off?" Unknowingly, she had hit the nail on the head so to speak. Early on when we'd been young, much younger, we'd actually done just that. And by the look in each one of our respective faces when she mentioned that, she knew; as did the other wives, she had inadvertently stumbled onto something. "You did didn't you! The three of you; sitting around, watching one another jerk yourselves off! Oh my god!" She laughed, as did the other wives, all teasing and jabbing at us now with their personal questions. In an effort to deflect part of that perhaps, though it was already too late to sit here and deny any of it, Pete did remember something and then curiously scrambled over to check out our old stash, wondering if it was still even there. Something I myself had completely forgotten about at this point. "You think your dad ever discovered our stash of Playboys?" he asked. I laughed, curious now myself. "I don't know; check it out, see if they're actually still there!" Long ago, we had in fact stashed a collection of old dog-earned Playboys, and then later, one or two really pornographic magazines up in the rafters. A portion of the ceiling area had been given a false shelf of sorts where dad sometimes stored things. It was there we had put up yet another false front in front of that, tacked down so we could still get at it easily enough, but where we had long ago placed our "Jerk off" material as we'd called it. Using the bench seat to stand on from the table, Pete easily pulled himself up into that old section. "Careful Pete! I don't want you hurting yourself up there," Susan warned. "I can just see us having to rush you to the hospital from falling and breaking your neck; or worse." "Yeah, like his hard cock if he actually finds those porn mags," Jeff quipped. Even I laughed at that; it had been Pete who'd been the first one brave enough between the three of us to actually whip his out and start whacking it off the first time we discovered what had then been dad's collection of magazines. We'd simply added to it after that with the far more dirty, filthy porn magazines we'd brought along. "Very funny," we heard Pete calling down as he rummaged around in the old creaky loft area looking for the false boards we'd nailed over one section of the ceiling. "Ah; found it!" he called out seconds later, and then using his knife to pry that section away, laughed out loud. "Oh my god! They're still up here!" "Bring them down; I want to see what the three of you used to look at when you jerked off," my wife said calling up to him. "And probably still do," she then said turning to the other girls, likewise making them laugh. Almost gingerly he handed four well-worn magazines down to my wife, lowering himself down seconds afterwards. By the time he had, Darlene had already taken them over to the table spreading them all out for us to look at. "This one might actually be worth some money," Bucksy Becky said thumbing through the really old Playboy. "I doubt it," I told her. The covers really torn for one thing, and I happened to remember, we; ah; well, the three of us sort of destroyed the centerfold as I recall, and ended up burning it." "Why'd you do that?" Susan asked curiously. "Was she ugly or something?" Darlene burst out laughing. "Oh honey; I doubt that. Remember now, they sort of admitted to sitting around jerking off looking at these, try and picture it unless I miss my guess; the three of them standing there mostly likely squirting their white sticky stuff all over the centerfold. Back then; boys did that when they didn't have anyone else to squirt it on," she continued chuckling. Though once again, my wife had nailed that one too. I could still clearly remember the day we had done that, and by the embarrassed looks on Jeff and Pete's faces, they could too. "I believe you're right Darlene, look at this one, some of the pages are actually stuck together!" Bucksy Becky exclaimed letting out a squeal of feigned disgust as she held it up trying to shake the pages apart. "God, how much cum did you guys squirt on this one anyway?" She continued to laugh poking fun at her husband Big Jeff, as well as Pete and myself. "A lot," I openly admitted. That was the first illegal X-rated porn magazine any of us had ever seen before. Needless to say, it became the primary one we used to look at, while jerking off to. First time any of us had actually seen anything where the men and women were really doing it. Where you could actually see that they were."     "Wow, no shit! Look at this one!" Bucksy Becky suddenly exclaimed, showing everyone the other X-rated magazine she held in her hand. One of the larger old black and white photos actually showed a guy standing there in the throes of climax. The camera had caught the precise moment he'd shot a ribbon of semen. It showed a long lengthy rope of it shooting off into the air, the look of orgasmic joy etched in his face, caught forever in time. "That's fucking hot!" She then added surprising everyone. And almost as one, we all turned looking at Jeff, his face beet red, though grinning. "Yeah, she likes it when I do that; like's ah; well you know, seeing me squirt." "Ditto that!" My wife said joining in. I Love seeing guys squirt, something very sexy; very provocative about seeing that." I had no idea where any of this was going of course, but I was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable. Not because of what was being said, but because I was actually getting horny standing here listening to it. "You know; maybe we should change the subject and play a game or something?" I suggested. Once again, my wife knowing full well of my sudden discomfort pounced on it. "Why is that honey? Getting a little too horny are we?" I just smile at her and nodded my head. No sense trying to hide the fact that I was, or that the air suddenly seemed a little sexually charged. "Yeah, maybe we should play a game," Darlene said turning towards the other two girls. She then walked over towards them, drawing them off to one side, whispering. "Ah oh; I said looking at my friends. "Something tells me, we're not in Kansas anymore." That too had been a running joke amongst the three of us. Having grown up in Kansas City, whenever we embarked on some adventure, or did something we were very likely to regret later, we had a tendency to say that. When I saw Susan suddenly look over towards where the three of us were standing, and actually blushing a bit; though nodding her head yes to whatever, I knew then; we were in trouble. If my wife could convince shy little Susan to go along with whatever she had in mind, then that didn't bode well for the three of us. They soon parted, coming back towards us, evil wicked smiles on each of their faces. "Okay; what?" I simply had to ask. "I know that look Darlene; what are you up to now?" "Like you suggested, a little game, something to pass the time, make things sort of interesting, for all of us." "What; kind; of; a; game?" I said slowly, worriedly. Like I said, I knew my own wife. "Let's call it; tit, for tat." "Tit for what?" Pete asked. "Boob's for cocks then," if you prefer. "Tits for tat; or rather that; them," she said pointing at our lower extremities. "You're kidding right?" Jeff asked anxiously; though more hopefully perhaps as his voice had gone up an octave upon asking that. "Girls?" Darlene said turning towards them. "Let's show them that we're serious here," and with that, all three suddenly reached down pulling off the tee shirts they were wearing. Now true; they all had bra's on. No worse than the bikinis we'd all seen them wearing before; but there was something about bras in general, especially when they were actually threatening, or rather promising; to show you more. "You're; you're serious!" I exclaimed realizing that my wife was anyway, though I still wasn't sure about the other two. "Very," she challenged back. "And as a sign of good-faith here," she now stood reaching behind her back, undoing the clasp on her bra, which I did think surprised Susan a little when she did that. She allowed it to fall away from her shoulders, though still managing to catch it against herself, not quite revealing her magnificent tits. "Well? Jeff? Pete? You don't count David; you've already seen my tits. But if they want to, then one of them at least, has to show us some cock here." "Oh for heaven's sake's Jeff, do it; pull your pants down," his wife challenged him. "You know how much of an exhibitionist you truly are; so now's your chance. Especially if you really want to see Darlene's tits, like you're always telling me about how much you'd like to," she said startling everyone including Darlene, who now smiled looking directly at him. "Well? Tit for tat. Last chance; now or never!" She said staring at him directly. And then Jeff began unbuckling his pants, though turning towards the two of us. "Don't look at me!" He exclaimed. "This might be a once in a life-time opportunity here, and if you guys think I'm going to pass this up; you're crazy!" Good old Jeff. He always could be counted on to be the first amongst us to do something like this, but in doing so; he also knew, the two of us would soon follow. Before I knew it, both Pete and I were now undoing our pants. All three of us at the point of dropping trow, though now it was up to the other two girls to get to the same point my wife was; tits free. To my surprise, both Susan and Bucksy Becky had reached back around themselves, likewise undoing their bras, though like my wife, still holding them firmly against their chests even after they had. "On the count of three then? We all show? One? Two? Three!" Pete, Jeff and I all dropped our pants, though funny enough; Jeff was the only one with a full blown erection. I was partially so, with Pete not even close. But then again, he'd also been the one most nervous around us, even after we'd gotten comfortable jerking ourselves off in front of one another years ago. Pete had without a doubt, the biggest cock I'd yet seen, and that included a few porn movies to boot. It didn't stay that way long however, nor did mine. Not with the three of us standing there looking at three gorgeous pairs of tits. And the night was just getting started. "Now then, that wasn't so bad was it?" My wife asked the three of us. And though they both stood there smiling, (Jeff and his hard cock) I knew that there was more to this than what was meeting the eye here. I could almost see it coming. "Now then; how about we move onto the next; tit for tat, especially seeing that good old Jeff appears to be more than ready for it." "Next; tit for; tat?" Pete asked worriedly. I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. "Yeah, let's see if you guys can do as well as this picture of the guy here shooting his load," Bucksy Becky said speaking up. "You are joking right?" Pete said incredulously. "You really don't expect me to; to stand here and actually jerk myself off in front of you now do you? Really?" And now it was my turn to look incredulous as Darlene began undoing the shorts she had on, dropping them down around her ankles seconds later. "Well certainly not without a little additional incentive at least. Like I said; tit for tat. So; here's your next, well; not tit, but how's a bare-naked pussy sound? Willing to do it then?" Up until now I figured this was a little silly alcohol talking, and the girls just trying to yank our chains. My wife had upped the ante so to speak in seeing if any of us; including me, were that willing to take it to that extreme. Even Pete s little wife, Susan looked a bit skeptical at this point, her hands actually coming up to criss-cross over her tits as she stood there looking on; wondering. Jeff looked at his Bucksy Becky, but all she did was snicker, commenting to my wife in a half whisper. "He wants to So bad; look how hard his cock is, problem is; the other two. They're acting shy." "Men!" Darlene laughed snickering in agreement. "Hard to get them to do anything their uncomfortable doing; or don't want to do, let alone getting them hard. Well; Pete and David, anyway. Guess that might take a bit more coaxing then," my wife said turning towards her friend, and then kissed her. Full, on the mouth, for one thing, but for another, her hand came up cupping Becky's tit. Even that startled her for a moment, it had been so unexpected, but seconds later realizing the intent behind it more than anything else, she began playing along. Either that, or she was admittedly becoming aroused by it. And again, even Pete s little wife, Susan looked on in amused, though semi-shocked wonder as the two of them stood there kissing and fondling one another's tits. "Fuck you two! I'm doing this!" Jeff exclaimed and began pumping his cock watching the two of them. "Not so fast!" Darlene turned stopping him. "That's a taste; you want to see more pussy? All of us?" She added looking at Pete s little wife, Susan, letting her know in no uncertain terms she'd signed up for this earlier. "Then; it's all of you; or nothing. We can always get dressed again and start playing cards if you'd actually prefer." Jeff looked at Pete and I almost imploringly so. I almost laughed, his look reminding me of those days so long ago now when the three of us actually stood there together, jerking off. In particular that day we decided to spunk up the Playboy centerfold, standing there side by side squirting all over it together. "Not like we haven't done it before," I reminded them both; though it was obviously Pete now that needed convincing. "Shit man," he exclaimed. "We were horny kids then." "So? Now we're horny grown men? What's the difference?" Bucksy Becky took off her shorts, and then her panties, now standing beside my wife, the two of them still toying with one another's tits a little. "Like I said Pete; look at them, tell me you wouldn't mind jerking off to the likes of that as opposed to an old Playboy centerfold. Especially when two of them are standing there touching one another," I challenged him.     "Well?" Darlene asked first looking at Pete, and then at his wife, Susan. Susan sighed, and then to everyone's surprise, began removing the rest of her clothing. "Oh hell, why not? Hell of a lot better than playing cards," she giggled nervously. Finally Pete shook his head and relented. "Can't believe I'm actually doing this," he told everyone. And now we all stood in front of one another. Naked as they day we were born. I'll be the first one to admit, in the beginning it felt a little weird, a little strange. And though we had done it; and often in fact, years ago now, that was then. This was indeed now. And yet, surprisingly, after only a few minutes, and some additional coaxing and prompting, the three of us soon stood there jacking ourselves off in front of the girls. Though again, not without some real additional incentive for us to be doing so. They were too now. Tit for tat so to speak. I for one have always enjoyed seeing my own wife pleasure herself for me, something she has very often done without hesitation like I said in the beginning. And I of course have done the same for her as well, something she early on told me she loved seeing guys do; seeing me do. So I did. The only real difference I guess between that and this; was having a bit more of an audience, it was hard not to look over, see what both Pete and Jeff were doing, and likewise looking at the girls; all three of them. Pete s little wife, Susan was indeed an interesting character. At first shy, overly so; I'd heard through conversations with Pete in the past how she was in fact a real tiger in bed. Once heated, an almost anything goes kind of a woman. She was proving that out now; in spades. Having shucked off whatever final reservations or initial inhibitions she might have had, those had all fallen by the wayside now. Lying on the floor, all three of them side by side, looking up at the three of us as we stood over them jerking off was erotically intense. Perhaps even more so than any of us had realized it would be in the beginning. "Fuck I am already close; too fucking close!" Jeff announced almost dejectedly. "Nobody said you couldn't enjoy seconds; if you can manage it you know," Darlene assured him. "So whenever anyone's ready; just do it, you; or us," she stated the look in her eyes telling me she actually wasn't that far away from climaxing herself. And that of course, sent a tingling thrill down my shaft, jumping my own arousal up a notch. Unable to hold out any more, Jeff just looked down, his voice shaking. "Where? How?" He almost stammered gritting his teeth. "Where ever you want; Darlene said looking up at him, one hand cupping her own tit, the other busily working her clit, strumming it wildly at this point, another hint at her rapidly nearing climax. "Fuck!" Jeff cried out, his head snapping back, knees buckling just a little as he momentarily quit pumping his cock, just holding onto it for a moment more. And then; he unleashed. "Oh yeah! Fuck yeah; would you look at that?" Pete s little wife, Susan exclaimed, wild-eyed and lustier looking than I'd ever seen her before. Pete hadn't been lying when he'd told me about her before. Once his Susan was horny; truly horny, she became almost a completely different person. "Shoot that spunk! Shoot it! Squirt it! All over! All over! All over!" She lay crying out as Big Jeff did his level best to accommodate each one of the girls. Once again jacking his cock, pumping out streamer after streamer of his hot white juice which had begun landing over all three girls like he'd turned the hose on them. And that of course triggered my wife's climax, which I was fairly certain it would do. But it would also be only the first of many for her, as from this point on; she could easily roll from one right into another, almost at will after this. And one thing more that I knew; which the guys soon would of course, was how much Darlene tended to squirt whenever she did. Eyes wide in surprise, both Jeff and Pete stood there watching this tiny little fountainous squirt suddenly erupt from my wife's pussy. A tiny little arch of pussy pleasure shooting up in the air, splashing down again, soaking her, as well as the floor beneath her. Thankfully, we'd moved the sleeping bags out of the way, or we'd have been sleeping wet that evening. Inwardly I was certainly grinning. As much of a surprise as it had been for all of us; girls included, to see my wife lying there with her pussy squirting the way it did, I remembered back at something else. Pete had a surprise of his own too. He had a big cock, that much was evident, at least on the upper size scale of big cocks. Neither Jeff nor I were slouches in that department either, not by a long shot. Jeff might have been short in height, but just like his wife, his hard cock tended to look even bigger than it probably was just because of that. Pete on the other hand, was just fucking big; no, make that huge. And so was his cumshot as I remembered seeing it. Unless things had changed since then of course. But as I recalled, his semen tended to be quite copious in volume, easily duplicating mine and Jeff's put together. Something we had as young men growing up, gotten a weird kick out of when the three of us stood there blanketing that centerfold until it wasn't even recognizable as being one anymore. Half of which; had been Pete's doing. "Fuck, I'm gonna lose it!" Pete soon after announced. I couldn't help but turn and look, I'd been amazed in the past before. And I noticed in doing so; Jeff too had turned to specifically watch. After all; we both had a pretty good idea, as must have his Susan. She was the only one who actually closed her eyes, covering them with her hands, giggling as she did. "Thar she blows!" She said peeking through her fingers just as the first jettison of Pete's spunk exploded from the head of his cock. My Darlene and Buxom Becky had no idea. Had they, they might have been quicker on the hands to the face trick that Pete s little wife, Susan had already prepared herself for. Even for a guy; it was an amazing thing to see, to witness. I for one had never seen anything like it, not before or since. The only other man I'd seen even come close had been the Porn star Peter North. But even he would have been hard pressed to match Pete's delivery, even on a good day. Hard to explain it really, to describe it. It was like throwing cups full of milk. That's about the only way I can even attempt to put into words what it looked like. That first splash, a thick rope, not a slim stringy one, was just that. A rope of cum. Seeing it leap from the head of that fat cock of his was just the beginning of the wild spectacle he created. I saw it land on my wife, next or close to her pussy in fact, and then splash from there as though someone had actually tossed a scarf down onto her body. He hit her left tit from there, up to the side of her neck and into her hair; and then beyond that. Turning, another voluminous milking already on the way, as this one began bathing poor Bucksy Becky, her sudden squeal of delight and shock readily apparent. "Holy fucking shit!" She cried out watching the splash of his cream as it had hit my wife, only then seeing the second skyrocketing explosion leap from his cock, shooting directly at her. She lifted her hands, too late; that second squirt not quite purposely hitting her full on in the face, much of it actually hitting her in the mouth where she swallowed. She actually had no choice, it would have been nearly impossible not to, let alone breathe. And good old Pete, just as Jeff and I remembered, was far from being done. Not wanting to let his own wife feel left out, Pete spun on one heel, still wanking his cock, holding still then a second later as the third massive squirt shot out. Still covering her eyes, though still peeking through her fingers, she laughed as he sure enough; started there. In seconds her hands appeared glued together, a trail of semen working its way down from there between her gorgeous pink nippled tits, down across her belly, and along the side of her upper right thigh. The majority of his first few canon shots might be over, but he continued to pump his cock, which now just oozed like chocolate sauce being poured over ice cream. Only now taking her hands away, Susan opened her mouth as her Pete stood over her, his cream dripping from the head of his cock in what seemed like a never ending drool of cum-sauce which his little wife now tried valiantly to collect. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!" My Darlene quipped, now watching this, still trying to collect the liquid sauce running in small little rivers over her own body with her hands as she and Buxom Becky both ly there, eyes still glued to him and his magnificent specimen of a cock. "That's got to be; the most incredible cum shot I've ever seen in my entire life!" I couldn't help but laugh. "See dear? You're not the only one here, full of surprises." Mine wasn't nearly as copious of course as Pete's had been; but as far as cum-shots go, it wasn't half bad. I still managed to add a fair amount almost equally on all three girls. All three girls lying there now covered in joy juice, pretty much from head to toe.       As expected, My Darlene had worked herself through a small series of mini-orgasms, saving the big one for last, which would come later. That's basically how she preferred doing it. Both Buxom Becky and Little Susan had likewise gotten off, and it was again another bit of an unexpected surprise seeing Susan when she did. She tended to thrash wildly, her head rolling back and forth as she cried out, her hand now slapping her pussy, almost fiercely, the other hand, fingers inside working herself that way. That too was an amazing sight to watch. Poor Jeff almost looked disappointed, his cock once again stiff and hard, working himself up to what he obviously hoped would be another nice orgasm of his own. "Time for a break," My Darlene spoke, with both the other girls in agreement. "Fresh drinks, something to snack on; and then; see where things go from there." I was wondering about that myself, just as I knew the other guys were. We'd all been casting looks back and forth between one another, several questions I am sure remaining unasked. As the girls stood inside the small little kitchen area throwing together a few things to snack on, the hushed whispers of their voices alerted us to the fact they were obviously discussing something, occasionally throwing glances our way. "Throw some more wood on the fire, get it nice and warm in here for us," Darlene stated moments later. "We're going outside for a; to pee," she amended. "We'll be back in a few minutes." After fixing up some fresh drinks and snacks, the girls all went outside for a supposed pee-break. When they did, Pete turned to me worriedly asking. "Okay; admittedly, that was sort of fun; well, damn fun actually," he said sheepishly. "But I can't help wondering; I mean, we're not like; ah, you know, thinking about; "Swapping wives?" I said finishing for him. "No Pete, we're not. At least I'm fairly confident that isn't part of what's been going on here; or even will be. Though I'll agree with you on one hand, maybe it's something we should address with the girls once they come back inside again. See where all this is really headed, so that we all know what to expect, or not expect. I don't think any of us want to stumble into doing anything we're not comfortable with." I saw the relief in his eyes, as well as in Big Jeff's, as the three of us stoked up the fire a bit, making it even warmer, especially as we remained ass-naked at the moment. It was amazing to me as we went about doing that, how comfortable we had all seemed to become once again. Seeing one another naked again after all these years. Sure we had all changed and matured a little, during that time, though Pete's schlong continued to swing to and fro as he walked about, causing Jeff and I both to snicker while watching that. Just like old times. "It's taking them a hell of a long time to pee, don't you think?" Jeff asked. "I don't think that's all they're doing," I commented. "Something tells me, they're having a pow-wow out there, which means; I never finished however as the door suddenly opened, all three girls reentering the cabin. "Rules!" My wife said, the moment they came inside. "Rules?" Pete asked. "Yeah; rules. We thought it might be a good idea to go over a few simple rules, so that no one has any misconceptions or expectations regarding the weekend, since it appears we'll be spending much of it naked together." The guys looked at me, and I at them, and then back to the girls again. Obviously they'd been thinking along the same lines as we had. "Just so we're all on the same page here; this isn't about swapping partners. We're just having a bit of naughty fun is all; so beyond some touching perhaps, that's it. Unless we're comfortable doing things with our own partners, in front of anyone, that would be the only exception. Beyond that, it's strictly a touch only. Everyone okay with that?" Obviously the girls had come to a mutual consensus outside, which was fine with the three of us guys, too. Especially as we all readily agreed to that. "By touching; Pete asked a bit nervously, yet excitedly too by the edge we could all hear in his tone of voice. "Does that mean; "That it's okay if I walked up and fondled that sausage of yours?" Jeff s wife, Becky said; walking up in front of Susan s Pete, only inches away, though she didn't actually reach down and do it. "Hopefully; yes, as long as it's ok with you, and your wife," she said looking over towards Susan. Susan then walked over and stood in front of me, grinning. My wife, then standing directly in front of big Jeff, likewise grinning. "If you guys are good with just that; we are," my wife concluded. By the smiles on our faces they could see that we were, and then as though on some prearranged signal perhaps, all three reached down and clasped the three semi-flaccid cocks dangling there in front of them. Even then; I still tentatively reached out cupping Little Susan's firm full tits, taking delight in fondling them a bit, as the rest of the guys now began doing the same to the girls standing in front of them. It didn't take long, and the three of us were once again standing proud and tall. To be continued. Based on a post by Many Feathers, for Literotica.  

From the IRA member he unknowingly trained, to the gangland figure he later exposed as a prolific sexual predator, Paul Williams has spent decades events that make headlines, and others that never see the light of day. On todays Indo Daily, the veteran crime correspondent brings us inside two of the most captivating and lesser known stories of his career, as told in his new book Crooks 2. The following podcast contains discussion on child sexual assault, so please take care while listening. If you have been effected by anything in today's podcast, you can find a list of resources by searching independent.ie/helplines See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

TAKEAWAYSThe fiery darts of the enemy won't penetrate and destroy those who are strong in ChristThe whole world currently lies under the power of the Devil and his evil plans (1 John 5:19)We are “demonized” through sin, however repentance is directly connected to freedom from demonic activityDo not partake in activities that are explicitly condemned in Scripture (1 Corinthians 10:20-21)

In todays episode I share how I managed to handle symptoms of my ADHD for years without realizing that is what I was doingFREE ADHD Foods Cheatsheet: https://liftyourlifecoaching.com/adhdfoodguide Instagram: lucy_liftyourlifeYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@lucy_liftyourlifeApply to work with me: https://yxk1v305k46.typeform.com/to/SfP94ewQ

Do you fight for your limitations without realizing it? More often than not, the only thing holding us back from success is ourselves. If you want to grow, you have to challenge your negative beliefs and own the fact that you have real potential for success. There is no meaningful difference between someone who is successful at what you want to be doing and yourself—successful people just take action, despite their fears and self-doubt.   Get on the wait list for the Strategy Lab! https://jillfitfree.com/strategy-lab-wait-list/   Jill is a fitness professional and business coach who effectively made the transition from training clients in person and having no time to build anything else to training clients online and actually being more successful. Today, Jill helps other coaches to do the same.   Connect with me! Instagram: @jillfit | @fitbizu Facebook: @jillfit Website: jillfit.com             business mindset, overcoming limitations, market research, perfectionism, self-doubt, coaching, self-belief, resilience, entrepreneurship, online business

The average Kiwi household is unknowingly spending nearly $80 a week on products linked to extreme exploitation of workers, or 'modern slaves'. A World Vision report estimates in 2022 New Zealand imported almost $8 billion worth of goods linked to forced or child labour and there's growing frustration about what some see as a lack of political will to introduce laws that could help stop slavery. World Vision's head of advocacy and justice, Rebekah Armstrong spoke to Lisa Owen.

Your doctor just became your worst enemy. When the medical establishment brands chronic dizziness conditions like PPPD, MDDS, and vestibular migraines as "incurable," they're not just wrong, they're actively destroying lives through calculated ignorance. Dr. Yonit Arthur, a board-certified audiologist with a doctorate from Purdue University, drops a bombshell: patients experiencing 24/7 sensory collapse, paralyzing terror, and complete disorientation aren't suffering from permanent damage. They're trapped in a fear loop that doctors reinforce with every "learn to manage it" prescription. After watching the medical system fail hundreds of desperate patients who've seen 20, 30, even 40 specialists, Dr. Arthur launched The Steady Coach a popular YouTube channel with free courses to expose an uncomfortable truth. These "chronic" conditions persist because patients have been programmed to believe they're broken. We discuss the way out. https://thesteadycoach.com/https://www.youtube.com/@thesteadycoach Visit Center for Integrated Behavioral HealthDr. Roger McFillin / Radically Genuine WebsiteYouTube @RadicallyGenuineDr. Roger McFillin (@DrMcFillin) / XSubstack | Radically Genuine | Dr. Roger McFillinInstagram @radicallygenuineContact Radically GenuineConscious Clinician CollectivePLEASE SUPPORT OUR PARTNERS15% Off Pure Spectrum CBD (Code: RadicallyGenuine)10% off Lovetuner click here

Stupid News 10-3-2025 6am …He unknowingly broke into the home of an MMA Fighter …She claimed she only took the automated shopping cart to get to a Doctor's Appointment …He feels pretty stupid the Rapture did not happen

What if the very things you believe make you a good leader are actually holding you back? In this episode of “Leading Adam with Adam Binkerd,” things get real… and personal. With no guest in the studio, Adam Binkerd and Erica Crabtree take the mic to explore one of the most overlooked aspects of leadership: the subconscious norms we've inherited from society, our upbringing, and past experiences. From the belief that “leaders should always have the answers” to the classic “if you want it done right, do it yourself,” they unpack how these hidden scripts quietly shape the way we lead, and often sabotage the human experience at work. Adam shares powerful insights drawn from hundreds of coaching sessions and his own journey through addiction and recovery, giving this episode a raw, refreshing honesty you don't always get in leadership conversations. If you're a people-first leader who wants to grow beyond the surface level, this episode is your permission slip to dig deeper.   Additional Resources: Connect with Adam on LinkedIn Listen to Leading Adam with Adam Binkerd Follow PeopleForward Network on LinkedIn Learn more about PeopleForward Network   Key Takeaways: Most leadership missteps are unintentional and driven by subconscious norms. Common beliefs like “leaders must have the answers” often backfire. Blanket team corrections can harm morale more than help. Self-awareness is more powerful than immediate action. Our past experiences quietly shape how we lead today.

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 This episode explores how childhood dynamics can lead to self-abandonment and self-betrayal—and how to start healing and reclaiming authenticity. https://healingpathsrecovery.com/couples-workshop-beyond-words/

Episode #287 Christopher Gronski, Reclaiming Your State Citizenship For Ultimate Freedom Hello Health Heroes! This week, I spoke with Christopher Gronski who thirty years ago learned how to reclaim his Citizenship in New Hampshire, the State he lives in. For the last 20+ years he has been helping other people (me included) do the same. What you're going to learn is that you were born a “State Citizen” and for almost all of us that ended as soon as we turned eighteen and “Voluntarily” signed tax documents to go to work for someone that took us out of the “State Jurisdiction” and placed us in the “Federal Jurisdiction” of Washington D.C. Bad move… that jurisdiction will tax you because they (Congress) has the constitutional and legal authority to do so via the 14th Amendment. Did you know you can learn how to complete your paperwork correctly and avoid all that legally? What could you do with the money you're sending to taxes for your health, your family and community? I know some of you are already thinking… but those taxes fix our roads and stuff. Nope! All that tax money is going to pay interest on the national debt. Remember the first $900 Billion Government Covid Package that was supposed to help Americans that couldn’t work and help business owners stay afloat? A large percentage of those funds went overseas? I remember reading that $10 Million went to Pakistan for “Gender Awareness Programs”. It's simple, the government sucks but we have unknowingly empowered them when we “Voluntarily” and in reality “Unknowingly” started filling out tax forms. There is another way… Enjoy the show! Love & Light Coach Tim p.s. Please like & subscribe to my show for more great inspiration and education so that you can become your own doctor and learn to self heal! p.p.s. To contact Christopher go to: https://destinationfreedom.org/ Tim’s Favorite, HIGHEST QUALITY Health Product Recommendations: Best Detox & Nutrition Supplements: CLICK HERE Best Infrared Saunas & Healing Lamps: Tim’s personal unit - Save $100 CLICK HERE Water Purification/Restructuring System: Book FREE Consult CLICK HERE Best Home Air Purification Unit : Tim’s personal unit CLICK HERE Best Non Toxic Home Building Materials: CLICK HERE See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Not Another Spooky Podcast is a horror podcast hosted by spooky besties Mandy Spooks and Rabbit Loves Horror. Each week, we review a horror movie and dive into spooky chats inspired by its themes—from haunted history and true crime to Halloween vibes and horror pop culture.This week's freshly popped horror movie review covers Cabin in the Woods (2011).

Send us a textDr. Bob Thiel discusses how Donald Trump's policies and actions are unintentionally aligning with biblical prophecies about the end times. He presents a balanced view that acknowledges both positive and problematic aspects of Trump's approach while explaining the prophetic significance of current global developments.• Dr. Thiel's background includes military service, scientific publications, and extensive theological study• Trump's push for increased European military spending may inadvertently fulfill prophecies about Europe becoming a military power• Trump's tariff policies are causing nations to form new trade alliances, potentially creating the prophesied end-time trading system• Gold prices hitting record highs after Trump's election, fulfilling a prediction in Dr. Thiel's book based on biblical prophecies• The comparison between Trump and Cyrus the Great has limitations - Trump isn't prophesied by name and doesn't rule over Israel• Technology developments are enabling prophesied control of buying and selling through digital currencies and ID verification• Media bias on both sides prevents Americans from seeing the full picture of current events• Biblical prophecies about knowledge increasing and information control are being fulfilled through internet censorship• The growing national debt under multiple administrations aligns with warnings in the book of HabakkukVisit COGwriter.com for daily news updates and analysis from a biblical perspective. Dr. Thiel's books, including "Unintended Consequences in Donald Trump's Presidency" and "Donald Trump and America's Apocalypse," are available on Amazon.Follow Dr. Bob Thiel atYouTubehttps://www.youtube.com/@BibleNewsProphecyFacebookhttps://www.facebook.com/BibleNewsProphecy/Twitterhttps://x.com/cogwriterPinteresthttps://nz.pinterest.com/biblenewsradio/Substackhttps://biblenewsprophecy.substack.com/Check these sources outGround NewsNew PaperAll SidesOpensecretSupport the showFollow your host atYouTube and Rumble for video contenthttps://www.youtube.com/channel/UCUxk1oJBVw-IAZTqChH70aghttps://rumble.com/c/c-4236474Facebook to receive updateshttps://www.facebook.com/EliasEllusion/Twitter (yes, I refuse to call it X)https://x.com/politicallyht LinkedIn https://www.linkedin.com/in/eliasmarty/

Welcome to this special mini episode of Hurt to Healing with the incredible Dr. Shefali — a clinical psychologist, bestselling author, and trailblazer in conscious parenting and personal transformation. In just a few powerful moments, Dr. Shefali unpacks how we unknowingly pass on our unhealed wounds, the pressure women face around body image, and how we can begin breaking free from cultural conditioning.This is a grounding, wise, and deeply compassionate conversation about shame, self-acceptance, and the first small steps toward inner healing. Whether you're a parent, on your own healing journey, or simply feeling overwhelmed by unrealistic expectations — this episode is an invitation to begin coming home to yourself.If you're struggling, consider therapy with our paid partner. Visit https://betterhelp.com/hurttohealing for a discount on your first month of therapy..Find Dr Shefali:Website & Resources: DrShefali.comInstagram: @doctorshefaliYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/DrShefaliStay Connected with Hurt to Healing:Instagram: instagram.com/hurttohealingpodTikTok: tiktok.com/@hurttohealingpodLinkedIn: linkedin.com/company/hurt-to-healingSubstack: substack.com/@hurttohealingWebsite: hurttohealing.co.uk Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this bold and unfiltered episode of TK's Chronicles of a Black Sheep, we confront the barriers that gatekeeping creates—in relationships, professions, and creative communities. From exclusive circles that suppress growth to leaders who misuse power to determine who gets in and who stays out, we unpack the emotional toll and systemic roots of gatekeeping.Joined by powerful voices with lived experiences, TK leads a conversation rooted in resilience, honesty, and disruption. We spotlight those who've found the courage to kick down the doors others tried to keep closed—and invite listeners to reflect on how gatekeeping might be showing up in their own world.

In this bold and unfiltered episode of TK's Chronicles of a Black Sheep, we confront the barriers that gatekeeping creates—in relationships, professions, and creative communities. From exclusive circles that suppress growth to leaders who misuse power to determine who gets in and who stays out, we unpack the emotional toll and systemic roots of gatekeeping.Joined by powerful voices with lived experiences, TK leads a conversation rooted in resilience, honesty, and disruption. We spotlight those who've found the courage to kick down the doors others tried to keep closed—and invite listeners to reflect on how gatekeeping might be showing up in their own world.

On today's episode, we dive deep into the spiritual journey of Aaron Abke, a returning guest who has continually challenged and expanded our understanding of the divine, the scriptures, and the very fabric of our spiritual beliefs. Raised as a third-generation pastor's kid, Aaron's upbringing was steeped in evangelical Christianity, but his quest for truth led him down a path that diverged dramatically from his roots. This divergence was not born out of rebellion, but from a deep and sincere desire to understand the teachings of Jesus, which he felt had been obscured by centuries of dogma and distortion.Aaron's story is one of profound awakening. He began to question the very foundations of his faith during his time at Oral Roberts University, where he studied biblical hermeneutics, exegesis, and early church history.Through rigorous study, Aaron began to see contradictions between the teachings of Paul and the words of Jesus himself. This realization sparked a journey that would take him far beyond the confines of traditional Christianity, into the rich and diverse spiritual traditions of the East. “What if this is true, right? If you're a Christian listening to this, what if this is true, that your Master Jesus had his gospel distorted and changed over time and lost to time, and you've been following mostly a false gospel of his?” Aaron asks, challenging us to consider the possibility that the Jesus we know today may not be the true reflection of the historical figure who walked the earth.Aaron's exploration of Eastern philosophies, particularly Hinduism and Buddhism, opened his eyes to the universal truths that transcend religious boundaries. He found striking similarities between the teachings of Jesus and those of other spiritual masters, leading him to a deeper understanding of Jesus as an enlightened being, rather than merely the figurehead of a specific religion. “Jesus was an enlightened avatar, like so many of the other ones that have graced our planet,” Aaron explains. This realization led him to see the common threads that run through all major spiritual traditions—a truth that is universal and unchanging, despite the cultural and historical differences that shape how it is expressed.In this episode, Aaron delves into the concept of hell, a topic that has been used for centuries as a means of control and fear within religious institutions. He explains how the original Hebrew and Greek texts have been mistranslated, leading to the widespread belief in a literal hell as a place of eternal torment. “The word that Jesus used in every single reference was the word Gehenna, which was like the city garbage dump of the day,” Aaron clarifies. He challenges us to reconsider what we've been taught and to explore the true meanings behind these ancient texts. Aaron's insights reveal a Jesus who was more concerned with spiritual enlightenment and liberation than with enforcing rigid doctrines or instilling fear.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/next-level-soul-podcast-with-alex-ferrari--4858435/support.

In this episode, Lisa and Kolby discuss:Challenges young adults face when transitioning from school to meaningful workHow parental involvement influences early career outcomesShifts in modern job search strategies and market expectationsRole of communication, curiosity, and empathy in career conversationsKey Takeaways: Parents often misinterpret their child's job search struggles as laziness when, in reality, outdated strategies and a broken formula of “work harder = success” demand a shift toward empathy, curiosity, and tactical guidance.With student-to-career counselor ratios at colleges averaging 1,900:1 and most of those professionals rooted in academia, colleges are structurally unequipped to offer relevant, personalized career direction, making parental support and external coaching essential.Asking young adults what problems they want to solve, rather than what job they want to do, reframes career planning around motivation and impact, leading to more aligned and fulfilling professional choices.Employers prioritize real-world experience—such as internships, leadership roles, volunteering, and personal storytelling—far above GPA, meaning students who diversify their experiences outside the classroom stand out more than those who focus solely on academics. “Effort does not equal success. So give your kid a little bit of credit... it's rarely more of anything that makes the change for a young professional, it is the how.” – Kolby GoodmanAbout Kolby Goodman: Kolby Goodman is a nationally recognized career expert, keynote speaker, and founder of The Job Huntr, a coaching and consulting firm that has helped over 4,000 clients get hired, paid, and promoted. With more than a decade of experience in talent acquisition and employee development, Kolby delivers powerful training on hiring strategy, onboarding, and career growth. He is the author of Employed by Graduation and a trusted voice featured on ABC, CBS, NPR, HuffPost, and LinkedIn Learning. Episode References:#179 Music Career Myths: What Parents Need to Know with Melissa MulliganThe Truth about College Admission by Brennan Barnard & Rick ClarkConversation prompts for parents to guide career clarityGet Lisa's Free on-demand video: How-to guide for your teen to choose the right major, college, & career...(without painting themselves into a corner, missing crucial deadlines, or risking choices you both regret). flourishcoachingco.com/video Connect with Kolby:Website: https://www.kolbygoodman.com/ & https://www.employedbygraduation.com/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/kolbygoodman/Book: Start Now: And 49 Other Things You Can Do To Be Employed By GraduationConnect with Lisa:Website: https://www.flourishcoachingco.com/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@flourishcoachingcoInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/flourishcoachingco/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/company/flourish-coaching-co

When I was growing up, my dog Callie was my best friend. You never forget the pets that loved you like that. So when I heard Nicole's story, I just about cried.

Send us a textIn this episode of the YTL Podcast, host Michael Anderson explores the hidden reasons why so many people remain stuck in the same place for years without realizing it. Drawing on psychological research and real-world examples, Michael uncovers how limiting beliefs, the comfort of routine, and fear of change can quietly sabotage progress. He shares actionable strategies to help listeners identify and challenge these invisible barriers, offering practical steps to break free and move forward. If you're ready to stop spinning your wheels and start making meaningful progress, this episode will give you the insight and motivation you need!Thank you for spending your valuable time with us. We truly appreciate your attention and support. Stay connected with us everywhere! Click the link below to access all our platforms in one place:https://linktr.ee/yourthoughtlifeRemember, you are enough, you can do it, and you are uniquely equipped to realize your goals. Let's continue this journey together!

On this week's show, a cover version of a song becomes the definitive song of an entire genre while also proving that sometimes, the student can become better than the teacher. Also on the show, the King makes a comeback and takes a bow for the last time, a man who sang with David Bowie and was on Sesame Street and as a side gig, had a huge solo career, passes away, and we celebrate the birthday of an entertainment industry legend and human rights activist.For more music history, subscribe to my Spotify Channel or subscribe to the audio version of my music history podcasts, wherever you get your podcasts fromALL MUSIC HISTORY TODAY PODCAST NETWORK LINKS - https://allmylinks.com/musichistorytodayResources for mental health issues - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_suicide_crisis_lineshttps://findahelpline.comResources for substance abuse issues - https://988lifeline.orghttps://www.samhsa.gov/find-help/helplines/national-helpline

You've heard the hype—pile on the protein to build muscle, lose weight, and stay youthful. But is this high-protein push quietly accelerating aging, inflammation, and even cancer? In this episode of ReInvent Healthcare, Dr. Ritamarie Loscalzo sits down with quintuple board-certified physician and integrative pathologist, Dr. Monisha Bhanote, to expose the biological truth behind protein consumption.From the microscopic changes happening inside your cells to the rise of early-onset colorectal cancer and cognitive decline, this conversation pulls back the curtain on what's really happening when protein becomes your primary fuel. Could your favorite “health foods” actually be aging you from the inside out?What You'll Discover Inside:The Protein-Aging Puzzle: Could your quest for longevity be triggering the very cellular damage you're trying to avoid?The Silent Gut Saboteur: What's really happening inside your gut when protein goes up and fiber disappears—and why you might not feel it… until it's too late.Your Brain on Protein Overload: Is an unseen toxin quietly hijacking your memory, mood, and mental clarity?The mTOR Trap No One Warns About: You're activating this “anti-aging” pathway—but could it be the hidden reason your body isn't detoxifying properly?The Protein Source Dilemma: Are plants powerful enough to meet your protein needs—or is there a hidden cost either way?Your Unique Protein Blueprint: The critical test most people skip before deciding how much protein they really need.Resources & LinksGrab Our Free Guide to Create Customized Functional Food Plans to Support Individual Needs for Hormone Balance and Metabolic HealthJoin the Next-Level Health Practitioner Facebook Group for free tools and trainingVisit INEMethod.com for advanced health practitioner training and tools to elevate your clinical skills and grow your practiceExplore More Episodes on ReInvent Healthcare and Functional Endocrinology hereDr. Monisha Bhanote's Resources & LinksGet the Free Bio-Hacker's Cell Care Cookbook: Download HereVisit her website: drbhanote.comFollow on Social:InstagramFacebookPinterestLinkedInYouTubeDr. Monisha Bhanote's BioMeet Dr. Monisha Bhanote, the integrative pathologist turned longevity expert who's not afraid to challenge outdated health norms.She's...

Many business leaders and entrepreneurs routinely prioritize others' needs over their own, leading to self-abandonment, which can erode boundaries and affect well-being. Research identifies 'others-centeredness' as a balanced approach that supports both self-care and care for others, while consistently sacrificing personal needs is linked to negative mental health outcomes. Common patterns include overcommitting to help others and suppressing personal opinions to avoid conflict. Experts recommend pausing before agreeing to new commitments and practicing small acts of self-expression to reinforce boundaries and maintain healthy relationships.Learn more on this news by visiting us at: https://greyjournal.net/news/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Unknowingly Loving a Borderline Suddenly GhostedUnknowingly loving a Borderline and suddenly ghosted? Wondering what on earth just happened? Maybe you know now you were loving a Borderline and were suddenly ghosted. It's a terribly traumatic experience knowingly or unknowingly. Many in wanting the BPD Ex back relationship recycle and may have been ghosted multiple times.Everyone wants the Borderline back immediately. The pain of being ghosted is terrible. Many just want that pain to go away not realizing that if you can get your BPD Ex back you are only going to find temporary relief from your pain due to intermittent reinforcement - which will not last, just like these relationships and relationship recycling don't last.https://ajmahari.ca - Sessions - Contact - Bloghttps://ajmahari.com - Online Store - Ebooks & morehttps://survivingbpdrelationshipbreakup.com - Podcasts & BlogThis podcast is ranked in the Top 100 Relationships Podcasts on feedspot.com at:100 Best Relationship Podcasts You Must Follow in 2025

God speaks to us through prophetic dreams! He will use symbols, such as objects and animals, to reveal and expose the truth about the hidden gods of the world. Several deities: Sobek, Amon, Behemoth, and Khnum were revealed and associated with the Nile River in my dreams. Let's be clear, the Nile demonstrates God's power and authority over Egypt and other gods. Egyptians worshipped the Nile, a form of idolatry and reliance on gods and earthly resources rather than God. Unknowingly, we may still worship these gods, but God will overthrow His enemies once we understand the dark powers behind them and come against these water spirits through spiritual warfare! Blessings xo- PARTNER w/ Vertical Relationship Ministries ->https://meliadiana.com/vertical-relationship-ministries Melia's Services -> https://meliadiana.com/our-services Melia's Books ->https://meliadiana.com/books Melia's Prophetic Mentorship-> https://meliadiana.com/vertical-ambassador-mentorship Melia's Courses -> https://meliadiana.com/vertical-relationship-academy  

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We want to hear from you! Please, send us a text comment or suggestion. Rod and Scott discuss Grit (resilience) and how we can foster it or crush it.To find out more about Rod McCall and Eryk's Place of Hope check out https://fortheloveoferyk.com/ & https://eryksplaceofhope.com/Find us on YouTube, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or wherever you listen to your podcasts.

* You can get the sermon note sheet at: http://family-bible-church.org/2025Messages/25May11.pdf * Jesus has entered into Jerusalem. He initially went into the Temple, cleared out the money-changers, and declared that the Temple was meant to be a house of prayer for all nations, but the religious establishment had made it into an emporium of thieves! * For the next four days, from His entrance into the city to His death on the cross, Jesus taught the people in the Temple. * Also on those the next four days, the religious leaders sought to trap Him and find public fault in Him or His teachings. This is important because as Psalm 118 declared, He would also be the Festal Sacrifice. * Jesus was the fulfillment of the Passover Lamb. In Exodus 12, YHWH gave specific instructions for processing of the Passover Lamb. It was supposed to be chosen on the 10th day of the month, examined for the next four days to assure that it was without blemish, and then slaughtered at twilight on the 14th day of the month. (Exodus 12:2-7) * Unknowingly, the religious leaders were certifying Jesus' fulfillment of this prophecy! * Through the rest of this chapter, we see several of these "tests" which the leaders brought to Jesus. * Each of the tests, leave of us with applications to our lives as well. * Today, we see YHWH's expectations for us in relationship to earthly authority and His heavenly authority! * This message was presented by Bob Corbin on May 11, 2025 at Family Bible Church in Martinez, Georgia.

People assume that popular supplements can only help — but that's not always true. In this episode, Tara unpacks the risks of DIY-ing your own supplement routine, even with commonly recommended options like magnesium or vitamin D. She explains why personalized advice matters and how what works for one person may not work for another. Tara shares a powerful client story about gut health issues that got worse after the client added supplements she found online. With the help of targeted gut testing, Tara's team uncovered that those supplements were actually feeding the wrong gut bacteria — and making symptoms worse, not better. This episode is an eye-opener for anyone who's ever wondered if their supplement routine is really helping. Tara breaks down why it's essential to keep your practitioner in the loop before adding anything new — and how to avoid the common pitfalls of self-prescribing.   Here's what is covered: Supplements Aren't One-Size-Fits-All: Just because magnesium or vitamin D is touted online doesn't mean it's right for you. Your body is complex, and repleting a nutrient isn't as simple as just taking a pill. Hidden Pitfalls of DIY Supplementation: I shared a real client case where “healthy” supplements like MSM, broccoli sprout extract, and taurine actually worsened her digestive issues—because they fed the very bacteria contributing to her symptoms! Communication with Practitioners Is Crucial: Always consult with your health practitioner before adding new supplements. What seems harmless could directly counteract your progress or even make symptoms worse.   [BOOK A 30-MINUTE SESSION WITH TARA HERE]   You may also enjoy these episodes: Episode 46: All about melatonin: a hormone that's anti-cancer, anti-inflammatory, aids brain detox & SO much more Episode 81: An interview with Deanna Minich, PhD, nutrition scientist, educator, & author about melatonin & its multiple functions.     LIVE TRAINING: The Perimenopause Reset: From Exhausted to Energised. Your Proven 3-Step Roadmap to Thrive in Perimenopause—Naturally and Confidently. WHEN: Wednesday, May 14th at 5pm PST / 8pm EST, (which is 10am AEDT on May 15th)  REGISTER HERE [Limited Spots Available]     Mentioned in this episode: HRT Made Simple™ - Learn how to confidently speak to your doctor about the benefits of hormone replacement therapy so you can set yourself up for symptom-free, unmedicated years to come without feeling confused, dismissed, or leaving the medical office minus your HRT script. Hair Loss Solutions Made Simple™ – This course will teach you the best natural, highly effective, and safe solutions for your hair loss so you can stop it, reverse it, and regrow healthy hair without turning to medications. The Perimenopause Solution™ – My signature 6-month comprehensive hormonal health program for women in midlife who want to get solid answers to their hormonal health issues once and for all so they can kick the weight gain, moodiness, gut problems, skin issues, period problems, fatigue, overwhelm, insomnia, hair/eyebrow loss, and other symptoms in order to get back to the woman they once were. [FREE] The Ultimate Midlife Perimenopause Handbook - Grab my free guide and RECLAIM your confidence, your mood, your waistline and energy without turning to medications or restrictive diets (or spending a fortune on testing you don't need!).

Guest Bio: For 15 years, Jenny has been a formidable force in the fight against sex-trafficking. With a deep commitment to supporting victims and providing advocacy, she has dedicated her career to training and empowering survivors, advocates, and communities to combat trafficking. Overcoming her own exploitation, she launched into the antitrafficking movement with a vision to create sustainable, collaborative, and holistic approaches to abolish modern-day slavery. She has successfully established herself as an expert in counter-trafficking efforts and survivor empowerment and continues to contribute to the advancement of the global anti-trafficking movement.    Show Summary: Have you ever thought about where you're buying things from? Human trafficking is one of the most evil and secretive business models in the world. Unknowingly, you could be buying items made by people trapped in modern- day slavery. Jenny Barber is passionate about raising awareness of human exploitation because she was a victim of it for most of her childhood. Her and her husband, Robert, started Talitha Coffee Roasters to give human trafficking survivors a path for healing and restoration. Join hosts Elisa Morgan and Eryn Eddy Adkins as they learn more about Jenny's story and the founding of her business during this God Hears Her conversation.     Notes and Quotes:   “The inspiration for the name [Talitha Coffee Roasters] is because we want to see people coming from the darkest places and situations, rising from a place of desperation and hopelessness into abundance and life.” —Jenny Barber   “Before I had heard anybody talk about God, I had an awareness that there was a God. Because in those moments where it was desperate and hopeless, I would feel the presence of God and know that I was not alone.” —Jenny Barber  “I only am where I am today because there were people who were willing to find me in my most desperate of situations and reach out and tell me that I had value on my life.” —Jenny Barber  “Because I came from such brokenness, I knew I needed help. I knew I needed a lifeline . . . even when I look back and see the darkest of situations, I see God's hand on my life.” —Jenny Barber  “There is this relentless pursuit throughout [Scripture] with God pursuing His people. It was the same thing on my life—God was relentlessly pursuing me and reaching out to me.” —Jenny Barber     Verses:   Luke 18:25    Links:   Talitha Coffee Website: https://talitha.com/?srsltid=AfmBOoqjVOH9xXwHD1PLLiOyCbZZnwOIs5piJxXREwVRSGw3PvCnIU5j  Talitha Coffee Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/talithacoffeeroasters/  Human Trafficking Hotline: 888-373-7888  Human Trafficking Awareness Website: https://humantraffickinghotline.org/en  God Hears Her website: https://godhearsher.org/  God Hears Her email sign-up: https://www.godhearsher.org/sign-upsfmc   Subscribe on iTunes! https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/god-hears-her-podcast/id1511046507?utm_source=applemusic&utm_medium=godhearsher&utm_campaign=podcast  Elisa's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/elisamorganauthor/  Eryn's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/eryneddy/  Vivian's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/vivmabuni/  Our Daily Bread Ministries website: https://www.odbm.org/   

Disordered eating = battling with food, restricting food, fearing food.I've been there - and it has been exhausting. The problem is that most biohacking, recovery-focused and fit influencers are suffering from this hidden issue WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING IT.It looks healthy. It is promoted as healthy. It makes you look healthy for a while. Long term though? It's destructive and ruins not only your health and soul. It affects the child you're trying to heal as well. No matter if you dress it up in fancy titles like: ✨ Biohacking.✨ Fasting. ✨ Coffee addiction. ✨ Food phobia.✨ Keto.✨ Low carb. ✨ Vegan.✨ Carnivore. ✨ Low fat....Whatever...I've decided to reveal the details about my disordered eating after being set free from it completely - so that you might spare yourself (and your child) from wasting time, money and effort on something that looks great but detsroys your health over time. In the podcast I forgot to mention that being super skinny in your thirties and forties is a ticket to osteoperosis long term. Watch the podcast herePS:If you or your child are battling with symptoms, food, eating -  and you're OVER IT..reply to this email and I'll audit your approach. Restrictions and addictions ARE RED FLAGS. DON'T BATTLE IN SILENCE. I can help you help yourself if you're ready to change this. Here are 3 ways we can start turning autism symptoms around together, whenever you're ready... 1. Send me a voice message and get my feedback on your most pressing struggles. 2. Check out the free video series "The 5 hidden messages behind autism symptoms" and find your child's unique triggers. 3. Work with me privatelyIf you'd like to work with me directly to turn as many symptoms around as possible in my Autism Turnaround Coaching and implementation group..send me an email with "coaching" in the subject line and tell me how old your child is. I'll get you all the details.

You think your practice is crushing it? Cool. But you might be slowly coasting into extinction without even realizing it.I've seen too many orthodontists who built successful practices only to let them slide into irrelevance because they stopped pushing. They stopped learning. They got comfortable. And now they're watching what they worked so hard for slowly lose value.If you're riding high on a killer practice but haven't attended a meeting, read a book, or implemented a new idea in months - this message is for you.I'm here to remind you that you have to keep showing up, keep learning, and keep pushing.So, are you riding your stallion into extinction, or are you building the life and practice you actually want? Tune in to find out!Key TakeawaysIntro (00:00)You're riding your stallion into extinction (00:47)Don't take your foot off the gas (02:39)Your practice is your child. Raise it right (04:32)Rick Pitino's 10 steps – do it all again (05:30)Reignite your drive (06:20)Additional Resources- Register for the OrthoPreneurs Summit 2025: http://opsummit2025.com/- For more information, visit: https://orthopreneurs.com/- Join our FREE Facebook group here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/OrthoPreneurs

AP correspondent Charles de Ledesman reports an woman in Australia gave birth to the baby of strangers following an embryo mixup.

Discover all of the podcasts in our network, search for specific episodes, get the Optimal Living Daily workbook, and learn more at: OLDPodcast.com. Episode 3098: Nia Shanks explores how the nocebo effect, the harmful counterpart to the placebo, shows up in everyday life when we believe negative outcomes into existence. She reveals how self-limiting beliefs, reinforced by fitness myths and personal narratives, can derail progress and offers a mindset shift that empowers lasting change. Read along with the original article(s) here: https://niashanks.com/nocebo-effect-thinking-your-way-to-failure/ Quotes to ponder: "Your thoughts and beliefs can act like a nocebo, leading to poorer outcomes simply because you expect them." "Being told you're 'broken' or have to train a certain way can plant seeds of doubt that sabotage your progress." "You are not fragile, and your body is not a ticking time bomb waiting to explode if you move 'wrong.'" Episode references: The Nocebo Effect: https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6534344/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Discover all of the podcasts in our network, search for specific episodes, get the Optimal Living Daily workbook, and learn more at: OLDPodcast.com. Episode 3098: Nia Shanks explores how the nocebo effect, the harmful counterpart to the placebo, shows up in everyday life when we believe negative outcomes into existence. She reveals how self-limiting beliefs, reinforced by fitness myths and personal narratives, can derail progress and offers a mindset shift that empowers lasting change. Read along with the original article(s) here: https://niashanks.com/nocebo-effect-thinking-your-way-to-failure/ Quotes to ponder: "Your thoughts and beliefs can act like a nocebo, leading to poorer outcomes simply because you expect them." "Being told you're 'broken' or have to train a certain way can plant seeds of doubt that sabotage your progress." "You are not fragile, and your body is not a ticking time bomb waiting to explode if you move 'wrong.'" Episode references: The Nocebo Effect: https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6534344/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Today, I want to offer you a different way to view real time daily food choices. It's a renewed, refreshed, empowering, and honest perspective. Whether we realize it or not, our current perspective might not be all that honest. It's only a half truth that can leave us feeling like a defeated victim. Eventually we can get stuck viewing things a certain way. This can be a problem. Things can creep into our head that cripple us. Unknowingly, we're sabotaging ourselves. As if that's not bad enough, then we begin judging ourselves and our decisions. And this can sink us into so much discouragement and shame. It doesn't have to be that way. Check out today's episode and adopt the “package deal perspective” and starting using the yes-no tool with your daily decisions. You'll begin to see things so much more clearly. And I believe you'll make decisions that you don't regret!ANTI-DIET CLASS: https://bit.ly/AntiDietClassFREE MENOPAUSE DOWNLOAD: http://coreylittlecoaching.com/menopauseTRANSFORMATION TRINITY CLASS: https://bit.ly/Transformation-Trinity-Class

Jenn Unknowingly Ignores Plumber 02/28/25

Stories in this episode: Bizarre Break-In and Possible Link One Year Later? | communistnymph (0:41) Man in My Backyard | sanrioscr (5:59) We Unknowingly Stayed at a Cult Leader's House | emotional-mothman (12:20) A Journey I'll Never Forget | Dumb_riva (19:43) He Was Planning to Rob Me | Xntrik_shaman (27:28) The Man Who Tapped on My Window | KeyFinish4702 (34:10) Date Invited Me to a Fake BBQ And Then Wouldn't Let Me Leave | Feral_doves (38:03) Extended Patreon Content: Driver Confesses | Chelsea "Patricia Scared The Shit Out of Me"  | Kayden The Story of Stanley Snowplow | Sean Quigley The Clown in the Window | Meghan Due to periodic changes in ad placement, time stamps are estimates and are not always accurate. Follow: - Twitch - https://twitch.tv/crypticcounty - Website - https://letsnotmeetpodcast.com/ - Patreon - https://patreon.com/letsnotmeetpodcast - Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/letsnotmeetcast/ - TikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@crypticcounty Check out the other Cryptic County podcasts like Odd Trails, Cryptic Encounters, and the Old Time Radiocast at CrypticCountyPodcasts.com or wherever you get your podcasts!    Get access to extended, ad-free episodes of Let's Not Meet: A True Horror Podcast with bonus stories every week at a higher bitrate along with a bunch of other great exclusive material and merch at patreon.com/letsnotmeetpodcast. This podcast would not be possible to continue at this rate without the help of the support of the legendary LNM Patrons. Come join the family! For a limited time get 40% off your first box PLUS get a free item in every box for life. Go to Hungryroot.com/meet and use code meet All of the stories you've heard this week were narrated and produced with the permission of their respective authors. Let's Not Meet: A True Horror Podcast is not associated with Reddit or any other message boards online. To submit your story to the show, send it to letsnotmeetstories@gmail.com.    

Recruitment marketing is more than just posting jobs—it's about staying visible in an overcrowded digital world. In this episode, Brad Bialy and Steve Gipson discuss why consistency in marketing is critical, the hidden cost of doing nothing, and how companies unknowingly fall behind. They explore the science behind attention, why it takes 17+ touchpoints for prospects to recognize a brand, and how surround sound marketing can transform your outreach. Plus, they answer a key listener question on using social media to target healthcare staffing clients effectively.  Chapters & Timestamps: [00:00] – Intro: Florida Trip, Cold Weather, and Catching Up [03:00] – The Psychology of Attention: Why People Ignore Your Marketing [07:00] – Repetition, Consistency, and Branding: Lessons from Major Companies [10:30] – The Hidden Cost of Doing Nothing: How Stagnation Kills Growth [15:30] – Finding Your Business's True North: What Are You Really After? [21:45] – The Compounding Impact of Neglecting Marketing [26:00] – Answering a Listener Question: Social Media Strategy for Healthcare Staffing [32:00] – The Power of Niche Content: Creating One-of-One Marketing [37:00] – Final Takeaways: Why Standing Still Means Falling Behind InSights is Hosted by Brad Bialy and Steve Gipson Brad Bialy is the host of Take the Stage and InSights, the staffing industry's leading podcasts with close to 175,000 downloads. He has a deep passion for helping staffing and recruiting firms achieve their business objectives through strategic marketing concepts. For over a decade, Brad has developed a proven track record of motivating and educating staffing industry professionals at over 150 industry-specific conferences and webinars. His keen eye for strategy and delivery has resulted in multiple industry award-winning social media campaigns, making him a sought-after speaker and expert. A recruiting industry veteran with over 15 years of experience, Steve Gipson is the Director of Sales and Operations at Recruiters Websites. After spending seven years as a recruiter with a boutique search firm, he joined Recruiters Websites, a digital marketing agency specializing in the recruitment industry. For the past decade, Recruiters Websites has helped over 800 firms of all sizes and specialties enhance their digital presence and make more placements through their expertise in digital marketing, website development, and SEO services.

Scoot and Ian discuss how sometimes refs might get caught up in the moment, unable, unknowingly, unwittingly, lean into the bias and show favoritism to the Chiefs or other teams that are doing the impossible.

Attachment means you live in an itsy bitsy world, regardless of what it looks like on the outside. You are after a feeling that comes once in a while or never. The feeling of safety or security. This started in childhood. Unknowingly it has limited your relationships, self-worth, and personal growth. Let's scrap these behaviors, pain and feeling like no matter what you are back at it again. You can do it! Key Insights: * Childhood experiences are in the middle of your adult relationships. * Avoidant attachment wants a hot fudge sundae, but leaves the hot fudge off. * Believing in yourself that it can be different is possible. * How to know if you are growing will be answered too. "Only if it affects the inside, and it's how it affects the inside, does it really change your perception of yourself and how you see the world." ~ Tracy Crossley

On today's Bible Answer Man broadcast (12/10/24), Hank answers the following questions:The Bible says the Earth was created in six days, and it's clear that the Earth is young. Isn't dating by man's standards foolishness to God? Rodney - Atoka, TN (1:20)What is your opinion of The Shack by William P. Young? Keith - Sioux Falls, SD (18:00)My wife is Catholic and I'm protestant. We are struggling with our intimacy because of our differences. Would masturbation be a sin in this case? Al - Harrison, NJ (20:11)If someone sins but they do not realize they are doing anything wrong, will God still condemn that person? Armando - St. Louis, MO (23:04)

(Genesis 43:18-34) It's rock bottom for the brother as they plead with Joseph for the freedom of Benjamin. Unknowingly, they pass Joseph's final test.

We were so excited to have this conversation with Sarah Adams, a mother who uses her platform to share the dangers of social media and what parents think are innocent sweet photos. They can often be used in sinister ways. Sarah's open conversation has really opened our eyes and this is a must listen for every parent out there.Want our podcasts sent straight to your phone? Text us the word "Podcast" to +1 (917) 540-8715 and we'll text you the new episodes when they're released!Tune in for new #MOMTRUTHS episodes every Tuesday, Thursday and Friday!Follow @momtruthspodcast on Instagram: https://instagram.com/catandnatunfilteredHave you tried our new Twin Truths Wine yet? It comes in either a White or a Rosé! Head to www.twintruthswine.com to try yours today!Our new book "Mom Secrets" is now available! Head to www.catandnat.ca/book to grab your autographed copy! Come see us LIVE on tour!! To see a full list of cities and dates, go to https://catandnattour.com.Become a member of The Common Parent for the parenting resources and support you need for just $5.99/month or $59.99/year: https://thecommonparent.comFollow The Common Parent over on Instagram: https://instagram.com/thecommonparentMake sure you subscribe to our YouTube channel for our new cooking show and our #momtruth videos: https://bitly.com/catnatyoutubeCheck out our Amazon Lives here: https://bitly.com/catnatamazonliveOrder TAYLIVI here: https://taylivi.comGet personalized videos from us on Cameo: https://cameo.com/catandnatCome hang with us over on https://instagram.com/catandnat all day long.And follow us on https://tiktok.com/@catandnatofficial! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.