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Exorcism Fucking.Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. ‘You told me you are Darius' girl,' I threw her words back at her. She buried her face in a pillow and started to sob. I would have been aghast except Mom, the presentimental witch that she was, had warned me about this feminine tactic to avoid responsibility.‘Stop that,' I grew stormy-serious. ‘You don't get to cry, Brandy. I keep showing you I care for you and I certainly want you. You are the one with another man.'‘That's not fair,' she turned her tear-streaked face my way. Yep, it was an act. ‘You know that Darius and I are; complicated.'I sat up. Two could play this game. Besides, there was another girl I truly was interested in and by Brandy-logic, I was free to play the field.‘No,' I shook my head in denial. ‘It is not complicated. You want to fuck us both; ‘‘No Vlad,' she protested. ‘I only want to have sex with you; it is just; Darius has this hold over me.'‘You are not asking for my help breaking free,' I pointed out.‘Vlad,' she reached out and stroked my bicep, ‘You know it's; ‘‘Oh fuck yeah!' Taliyah sang out. Apparently those internet tutorials on 'finger-play' and non-penetrative erogenous zones had paid some vital dividends for Mikhail. I had delivered fuck-all orgasms to Brandy already today, yet she suddenly looked jealous. I could deal with that. I slid off the bed to some urgent pouting on her part. She didn't have to wait long.I pulled her off the bed by her left hand and into my arms.‘Ow,' she squeaked as I put a stinging, cupped hand to her bottom. She tried to maneuver away and the chase was on. If she tried to face me, I tickled her. When she tried to avoid me, her ass got a good spanking. She squeaked, squawked, giggled and yelped playfully as I hunted her down.Brandy proved shameless, nimble for such a full-figured dynamo and athletic. She went squealing down the hall, passed the kitchen into the den. When she vaulted the sofa like a pommel horse, she finally was able to put some distance between us. I could get over the sofa just not as fast as she could. She took the momentary reprieve to spin around and shake a scolding finger at me.‘Stop taking me for granted,' she surprised me.‘What?' it was my turn to squawk. ‘I'm not taking advantage of you.' Brandy looked up at our ten inch height differential defiantly. ‘Fine, I'm not taking advantage of you this very second.' She countered by poking her chin forward, putting her hands on her hips which caused her tantalizing succulent boobs to bounce.‘Brandy?' Taliyah panted. We both finally looked over at the kitchen bar counter. Taliyah was on her back, her head tilted back so she was gazing at us upside down. Her shirt was rolled up, as was her bra. Mikhail had her legs pushed up with her ankles on his shoulders. He looked wickedly pleased with himself.‘Taliyah?' Brandy returned the questioning tone. ‘You hate Mikhail.' Taliyah turned her head forward and to the side.‘I still hate his cracker-ass, but his tongue; the bastard refuses to fuck me though,' she complained. ‘It isn't fair that I'm not getting what you clearly are getting.' Mikhail was sticking to the rules so no tongue-fucking either.‘Taliyah, their Mamma doesn't let them have random sex,' Brandy informed her. ‘You need to talk with; ah; Mrs. Samsonov before you get any of the really good stuff.' Mom was three or four miles away, yet I could still make out the reverberations of her maniacal merriment. Her wacky plan was working for no sane reason I could understand.‘No way,' Taliyah grumbled. ‘I'm not asking their Mamma for shit.' Mikhail shrugged then let her legs fall to his sides abruptly.‘I can get tail elsewhere,' he snorted.‘You fucker,' Taliyah's grumbling turned to a snarl. ‘At least help me clean up.'‘Why should I? I'm not your boyfriend and from what I hear, he treats you like a whore too,' he mocked her. Did I mention my brother could be a cruel, pompous ass? Alex was the nice guy of the three of us. I was glad I had Mikhail for this episode because I bet Alex would have gone off-program.Alex didn't need to start having feelings for a girl who'd feed him to Darius' crowds without a hint of regret.‘Vlad, do something?' Brandy demanded with a pout for extra oomph.‘Like what?' I countered. ‘You are the ones who are cheating on your boyfriends and using us for your dirty-little-secret, sexual pleasures. We could be with girls that give a damn about us.'‘Stop being such a bastard,' Brandy slapped me in my left pectoral. She followed that attack up by rushing into my arms, wrapping her arms around my waist and holding me tight as she pressed her ear to my heart. What?I was beginning to wonder if I had been lucky never having a serious girlfriend before. For that matter, I was reconsidering whether my Father's blasé attitude toward women might indeed be the right way to go.‘Frankly, Brandy; I don't give a damn,' I adopted my best Rhett Butler. ‘I haven't had this,' I squeezed her ass so strongly she had to rise up against me.‘I thought; thought you would be different,' Brandy was somewhat shocked by my raw, brutal demands. She meant she thought I'd be more like one of the spineless limp-dick White boy she'd grown up with. I fucking hated stereotypes.‘I am different. I don't have to dress you in a dozen men's semen to mark you as my own.'‘I'll take you when I want, how I want and where I want; unless you run away; really, really fast.' I spanked both cheeks at once. ‘Wench, bedroom, Now!' Brandy gasped in pleasure, struggled free and beat her little wench-feet back to the bedroom. I strode after her like the Captain of my own World.‘Why can't you be more like him?' Taliyah complained to Mikhail. He had other things on his mind. ‘Hey; stop that; I'm not Brandy. I don't; ah; take it up the ass; I said; ah; stop that.'‘Bitch, the horse is outside. Make up your mind right now, or I'm going to make it up for you,' he growled back.‘I'll bite your dick off, White Boy,' she snarled in response. Since I didn't hear a door slamming, I assumed she chose to challenge Mikhail. I don't understand women. Back in the master bedroom once more, Brandy was trying to hide beneath the comforter.‘Vlad, can we talk for a; ‘ she balked when I ripped the comforter out of her 'frightened' hands and off the bed on one mighty yank. ‘Vlad!'I was on her in a flash. I didn't go straight for the anal intercourse. First we wrestled around. She nipped and I kissed her and suckled hard enough on both nipples to give her hickies.She didn't claw me, nut me, or hit me all that hard so I figured this was what my Mom had called 'aggressive foreplay'. What I did know was by the time I had rolled her onto her stomach, her ass was pressing and wiggling against my cock with persistent need.‘Lube,' I exclaimed. She froze up, figuratively (she was slick with hot, sticky sweat), and waited for me to 'prep' her with one finger; she'd felt a lot tighter this time out; and only reinvigorated her urgent writhing once I'd returned to my dominant spot over her. Even with lube in her anus and a generous coating on my phallus, it was tough going.In hindsight, I should have taken it easier on her, but I was inexperienced and Brandy was willing to scream into the pillow instead of telling me to slow down.‘Damn,' I grunted. ‘That's; tight; ‘‘Yes,' she whimpered.‘Does it hurt?' I stupidly inquired.‘Yes; ‘ she whispered.‘Good,' I growled. I pulled back until my glans dilated her sphincter, then slammed in hard and fast again. It hurt my cockhead, but I did it again and again anyway.I could make out her sobbing. While I was formulating a new plan, her thighs and ass began to quiver. The vibrations reverberated over her entire body and then she howled like a Lost Soul discovering Paradise. It was hardly something I could call a human noise. It was definitely jubilant.‘Ha; ha; harder,' she wheezed. ‘Fuck me; ‘ and I started repeatedly pile-driving her asshole. The first time I had been using my hips. This outing I worked all my brawn and weight into my thrusts. Her vaginal secretions made a mess of the sheets, coated her thighs and my scrotum and made this oddly erotic squelching noise every time I bottomed out in her rectum.I kept going, despite all-over muscle cramps, both of us being drenched in sweat and finally Brandy losing her voice until I shot-gunned a full load of cum deep into her intestines (perhaps an exaggeration). Brandy lay there, motionless after I rolled off. After two, or three, minutes, she mumbled something.‘What?' I rolled onto my side and petted her spine from the nape of her neck to the small of her a back. She mumbled something again. I kissed her behind the left ear, nibbled on the lobe then repeated my question.‘I really do love you,' she moaned. Shit.‘Ah, ah- aha, yeah, bi, bitch, ah, ha, is that all you, ah, got White boy,' Taliyah was getting progressively louder from the front area. I could hear the recliner creaking and imagined it rocking back and forth. This I had to see. Brandy was dead weight as I tried to drag her with me out of bed. I doubled back, swept her up into my arms bride-style and quick-footed it toward the noise.Taliyah's shoulders and head were evident over the back of the leather recliner. Her face was a mask of pleasurable pain, her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her muscles strained whenever she rocked back. Mikhail was behind her, rhythmically pushing her forward then letting her rock back. His countenance was one of intense concentration. They were both naked and working up a sheen of sweat.My bet was on him trying to not be sadistic more than stopping himself from coming too soon. We Samsonov men had some incredible stamina to go with our bulky size.‘Mikhail, I knew you couldn't turn Taliyah away for long,' Brandy heaved with amused exhaustion. Mikhail shook his head in the negative.‘How's that ass, Bro?' I teased him. Brandy looked up at me uncertainly, then back to Taliyah. The Black girl's head hung in shame but that didn't stop her from giving back as good as she got.‘Taliyah!' Brandy gasped. ‘You gave up your ass; your anal virginity to Mikhail? I thought you would never give it up?'‘He held me down,' she grunted. She was clearly lying about my Brother overwhelming her as well as her raunchy gratification. Against all reason, Brandy began licking my neck and rubbing her torso, ass and thigh against my chest and arms.‘Mikhail, take her to the sofa,' I suggested. He looked up quizzically so I hefted Brandy high enough to cause her to 'meep'. I took Brandy to the sofa, placed her knees on the cushions and bent her chest on the back rest. Taking her by the hips with one hand, I pulled her rump back as I impaled her sphincter on my reanimated cock for one more ride.Eight strokes in and Taliyah and Mikhail appeared beside us. Brandy was in pure bliss. Taliyah squinted at her, then slowly gave into her own rapture. I'd always considered anal sex to be painful for the 'catcher' and not something a person could get into. Then I made allowances for Brandy's individual kink. Now I had Taliyah giving her asshole up to my brother and going wild.I seriously began accepting my novice status and the sad reality: Mom must have been a highly proficient slut to be giving such good advice to her nearly virginal sons. Her awkward (for us) verbal lessons, so hard to believe at the time, were proving timely and terribly accurate. The last trick, she said, was to treat a woman like you owned her while not to treating her like some random orifice.When I picked up the pace on Brandy's tight bunghole, Mikhail matched me. What was ecstasy for Brandy turned out to be too much for the anal virgin Taliyah. She bit down on the sofa cushion in order to stifle her scream. Taliyah vibrated up against him as her climax rocked her in a series of savage tidal surges.Brandy soaked in Taliyah's fuck-stunned look while Mikhail's gaze was one of frank appraisal of my girl's physical sensuality. She didn't press back to meet my thrusts, instead presenting her ass for the best angle of attack. Brandy squeezed her anus, and rotated her hips to give me as much stimulation as I was giving her.‘Damn Vlad, your bitch has it going on,' Mikhail laughed. Brandy shot me a quick look. Taliyah looked downright insulted by the comparison.‘Her name is Brandy, not bitch, Mik,' I glared back, ‘and your woman is looking unappreciated.' Calling him Mik told my brother I thought he'd crossed the line. Brandy's response was immediate.She arched her back up until her body was parallel to mine. Brandy kept up her gyrations allowing me to fondle her bodacious bosom while engaging her in a deep, soul-draining French exploration of the Lost Continent. The sexual act was a never-ending journey. Sensing she wanted to keep that pose for everyone's benefit, I slipped two finger from my right hand into our mouths.Those slick fingers went down to her clit and pinched that mighty nub between them. That really set her off. My left hand migrated from nipple to nipple, giving each areola a spirited slap. Her whines became orgasmic.‘Why won't you kiss me like that?' Taliyah griped.‘Because I don't feel like picking some other guy's pubic hair out of your teeth,' he mocked her. They started struggling, but Mikhail wouldn't let her turn around. He did make a concession to her amorous desires by planting kisses on her neck and ear. That mollified Taliyah somewhat, though she didn't stop trying to break free. One titanic exhalation brought Brandy crashing down from her latest climax.She hung limply in my embrace while I cradled her in my arms.‘Take a look at your brother,' Taliyah moaned. ‘He knows how to treat a lover, you Neanderthal. You could learn something.'‘I like my Black Bitches quiet,' he teased. ‘Why can't you learn that? Is it too complicated for you to understand?'That new bit of outraged allowed Taliyah to break free. As she spun around, Mikhail wisely (and stunningly) retreated.‘I ought 'a smack some color into you, Asshole,' she glared.‘That's only fair,' he raced behind the sweaty recliner. ‘I sure pumped a whole lot of white into you.'‘Rashaan is going to kill you when he finds out what you did to me,' she screamed. That was her boyfriend, the starting quarterback of the football team.‘Unless you want to visit him in the hospital, he'd better bring help,' Mikhail kept mocking her. ‘I'm sure he'll love you giving up the hole you wouldn't give him.'‘Argh!' Taliyah screamed loud enough to give me and Brandy a start. ‘You forced me and I'll let him know it.'‘That's two people lying and two telling the truth, Taliyah,' he generously insinuated the Brandy would back her friend over her fuck-buddy. ‘Besides, this is redneck Davis County, not niggah-loving Kingston. The law is on my side.'That was one 'N-word' too many. Taliyah kept chasing Mikhail who kept taunting her. Playtime had to end. The Sun was starting to set outside. Brandy seemed fascinated with the exchange of barbs mainly because I doubted she'd ever seen a White man openly confront the Black-White divide so fearlessly. This wasn't rednecks throwing empty beer cans and insults from the back of a moving pick-up truck.Mikhail was absolutely confident in his ability to withstand any retribution the Black high school power structure could throw his way. I was more worried about Dad and Mom, Dad wouldn't approve of our promiscuity, Mom had yet to bust up Taliyah to her satisfaction. How she'd handle Mikhail's ass-plugging solution was unknown to me.The immediate problem: Mikhail couldn't resist sticking verbal barbs into Taliyah and Taliyah always rose to the bait. My solution was to have Brandy get Taliyah back to the master bedroom while I gathered up her clothes. As Mikhail handed me her bra, he'd thrown it across the room when stripping her,‘I didn't ham it up too much, did I?' he winked.‘Nah. I think she thinks you are a complete and utter bastard,' I replied in a low voice.‘Damn, I really wanted fuck her today. She's smells great and she's fierce, a real tiger,' he kept smiling. Ah crap. Maybe he was smitten too. There was no way I could clue either Brandy, or Taliyah in on that. As fun as fucking Brandy was, as well as me enjoying being in her company, we had a golden opportunity here.Tomorrow a vengeful Taliyah would unload on Rashaan. He'd want payback. Darius would stop him until he found out I'd banged Brandy all over the place as well. Then we'd let the avalanche take its course. Letting slip our Dad was going to come see us at basketball practice; Mom would talk him into that for us; would guarantee a fight during school hours.Tomorrow was Thursday and Friday was an 'away' game so the football team couldn't get us after school then. That meant the team would be leaving school before the end of seventh period on Friday and there was no way they could wait to beat us up until next Monday. I had little doubt Darius would smell a set up. Convincing his minions of that would be the impossible part.In the bedroom, Taliyah was giving me a rather peculiar look.‘Are you afraid I'll steal something?' she sniped.‘What do you mean by that?' I was puzzled.‘He's not like that,' Brandy defended me; from what, I wasn't sure.‘He's White, you're White and his family are a bunch of thieves anyway,' she spat. Again; huh?‘Brandy?' I inquired. She gave me a confused look back. ‘Okay, both of you should remember I'm from Butt-fuck Alaska, before I came here I knew precisely four Black people and one of those was an infant; and go from there.'‘Oh,' Brandy nodded. Clearly I was a simpleton. ‘Taliyah thinks you don't trust her back here with only me because she's African-American and you believe she'll steal something.'I laughed loud and hard, my restive cock bouncing along with me. Both girls appeared pissed at my reaction, so I felt I needed to explain.‘Taliyah, you are the second hottest girl in school. I'm back here because I like seeing you naked as well as in various forms of undress. You are smoking,' I chuckled. ‘It is nothing more complicated than that.'‘Oh,' said Taliyah. She was both embarrassed about missing the obvious as well as loving a helping handful of padding for her ego.‘Oh,' pouted Brandy. ‘Second?'‘Yeah. I've got this thing for Amy Hutchinson,' I nodded seriously. Amy was a nice, sweet-mannered girl. She was also a sophomore, a late bloomer and flat as a board.‘Oh!' Brandy unleashed her faux-fury, ran up and slapped both my triceps. I was mesmerized by mammaries straining to break free of her frilly beige bra. Her beige panties were doing a good job of being transparent as well. She spun around like a ballerina and attempted a getaway. I was having none of that.I tackled her to the bed, press her chest down on the rumpled bed. She struggled sensually. I began nuzzling the back and left side of her neck. Then I began tickling her. She was helpless before my adroit fingers.‘Please,' she begged. ‘Please stop. I'm about to pee on myself.'‘Fine,' I withheld my torture, ‘but you owe me a two minute make-out session at your front door when I drop you off.'‘No,' she declared. Butt thump. ‘Never.' Hip shimmy. ‘Not happening,' she giggled while rapidly rubbing her panties over my unprotected cock.‘Let her up, Vlad,' Taliyah cooed softly as she ran a manicured hand from my right shoulder to my right buttock. She gave my ass a light pat to 'enforce' her command.‘God damn it,' I grumbled as I rolled off Brandy.I stared up forlornly at the ceiling fan. Brandy 'harrumphed', shot Taliyah a poisonous glance then went to all-fours next to me.‘One minute is all you're going to get, Mister,' she compromised. I leapt off the bed.‘Hurrah!' I fist pumped. The rest of the redressing went off quickly enough. I stripped the bed, rounded up the sheets and hung the comforter on the back veranda to let it air-out. It smelled like cunt juice and sweat, after all. I would put fresh sheets on the bed later. On the trail, I took point since I was the most familiar with the path. Brandy followed then Taliyah with Mikhail taking up the rear.Once we broke out into the bottom land, Taliyah moved up side by side with Brandy and began a sneaky conversation behind my back. According to my brother, they studied me a great deal while whispering. Occasionally, Taliyah shot vile looks back at him. He responded by sticking out his tongue and licking the tip of his nose.We Samsonov men have long, strong, agile tongues. I wasn't sure what genetic malformation was behind that. Upon our return to the stables, Brandy and Taliyah made to leave, but Mikhail stopped them.‘First rule of horse-riding: tend to your mount before tending to yourself.'‘Vlad,' Brandy looked my way. She nibbled on her thumb. ‘Is that a rule you follow; tending to your 'mount' first?'‘Only if I plan to ride her later,' I winked to her. ‘Then I know I'd better pet her, comb her flanks, feed and water her and make sure she is well refreshed before the next ride.'‘Give it a rest!' Mikhail scoffed. ‘She's already fucking you silly. You don't have to sell it.'‘Neanderthal,' Taliyah sneered at him as she shoved past him and back to her mount. Brandy sashayed back into the stables as well. If I wasn't careful, I was going to be picking straw out of my underwear.‘Brandy, what the idiot said, you don't need to convince him,' she teased her blonde friend. Taliyah and Mikhail waged a relentless skirmish resplendent with verbal barbs and rough, handless shoving. Before Brandy and I could get similarly distracted, her phone rang. A fearful flash of her eyes gave away the ID of the caller.‘Hey Darius,' she sounded upbeat. ‘What's up, Baby?' Darius wasn't screaming, so I couldn't make out what he said. I went back to putting away our tack and bridles. ‘I'm; ‘ I mouthed 'tell the truth'. ‘I'm at the Fonteneau House (Mom's family's last name) with Taliyah. Mr. Baxter wanted me to help Alexander and Vladimir with our first Civics project.' Not a total lie.‘What? Isn't what you think; of course, Baby; hold on; ‘ she handed the phone to Taliyah.‘Get us out of here,' Taliyah preempted Darius, almost. ‘We've been; listen Darius; no,' she grew sulky, then, ‘Don't be a Jerk!' she spat. Brandy gasped. Mikhail looked impressed and I was torn between the two reactions.‘I'm not your property; and I'm not your bitch either,' Taliyah grew more belligerent. ‘I don't give a fuck; if Rashaan gives a fuck, he can; fuck you,' she blasted Darius before she killed the connection.‘Taliyah; ‘ Brandy mumbled fearfully. The magnitude of her rebellion began dawning on the Black Cheerleading co-captain.‘Shit Taliyah, if you wanted to sit at our lunch table so bad, I could have told you a half dozen safer ways to do it,' Mikhail chuckled. She backhanded my brother in the chest which only made him laugh harder. Six blows later, he raised his hands in surrender. ‘Fine; you can sit on Alexander's lap next time.'‘Bastard,' Taliyah muttered. Her phone rang. It was Rashaan. ‘Hey Sugah, how's; yeah; with Vlad and his shithead brother Michael.' Mikhail took the opening to grab a breast and squeeze it. ‘Mother-fucker!' she yowled. Mikhail was already running around the horse to escape her.‘What; no; he grabbed my tit; what do you mean?' she dove under the mare and kicked my rambunctious kinsman. ‘Mikhail! No, the other one!' she screamed because Mikhail was starting to wheeze he was laughing so hard. ‘No, that's Vlad; yes, the one with Brandy. Damn Rashaan, you are as dumb as a stump. The Mean One!' she meant Mikhail.‘Triplets means three,' she sounded exasperated. ‘No, that's twins.' Swing and a miss. ‘I'll call you back. I'm making Vlad and Alex twins; No! They are not; Boy! I'll call you back.' Mikhail was howling so loud he fell over on his side, gasping for air. She leapt on him, legs straddling his hips and began wailing on his head and shoulders.‘Shut up you; ‘ Taliyah berated him.‘Excuse me,' Mom's voice snuff out hilarity with all the force of a glacier dropping on a candle wick. Even Taliyah's fury was quelled.‘Ah; ‘ Taliyah stammered, taking in their awkward situation.‘I heard it all; ‘ Mom glared. ‘Mikhail had it coming. Continue if you so desire.' Four sets of eyes blinked in surprise.‘Mom!' Mikhail protested. Taliyah tested these uncharted waters by smacking Mikhail's left arm, the one he was using to shield his head. Mom didn't protest, oh no.‘Bebe, let's get the horses taken care of,' she called over her shoulder. Bebe had been hiding just out of sight. ‘Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes, Vlad. Take your guests home and hurry back.' Bebe and Mom took our places while Brandy and I retreated hand in hand. Taliyah stood up without moving away. Mikhail extended a hand up, expecting her to help him out. Why? I wasn't sure.‘You fell down. Get yourself back up,' she mocked him. Mikhail chuckled, rolled onto his stomach then launched himself into a standing position. She was out the door and striding away when Mom spoke.‘Taliyah, if you want to fuck Mikhail, you'll have to stop being a whore to the football team, non-negotiable.'‘I don't want to fuck your son, Mrs. Samsonov,' Taliyah retorted as she spun around. ‘I hate him.' Mom's responding laughter was cavalier and of a remarkable caliber.‘We all hate the best men for us at some point and time,' she chortled. ‘You'll learn. All of us Samsonov women figure that out eventually.' Taliyah was rendered speechless.‘Now Bebe, get me that curry comb,' Mom truncated the conversation. We'd been dismissed and even the strangers knew it.Back in the house, ‘I hate you,' Taliyah reiterated.‘Thank God,' Mikhail guffawed. ‘I don't think I could survive you being affectionate.' She swung and missed. The chase was on again, except this time they were both laughing.Meanwhile, back at school.Alexander opened the door and walked into Ms. Blanchard's room. Five disinterested black faces and a nervous Ms. Blanchard looked his way.‘Whatchya doing here, Boy?' the leader of the male class sneered.‘Ms. Blanchard,' Alex handed her a note on official school stationary, ‘I've been assigned to your Augmented Benchmark Examinations Retest Group.'The Augmented Benchmark Examinations (ABE) Retest Group was for second-year seniors with special circumstances, such as athletes, who had failed to pass the exam last year thus didn't graduate. If the school failed to pass a certain percentage of student-athletes, the Arkansas Department of Education would suspend all school athletic programs until the school's graduation rate exceeded 85% (of incoming freshmen).For years the big fast bastard of an ex-principal had falsified records, but in 2008, Davis County took over the administration of the tests. After that, Davis County Consolidated High School had been barely limping along academically. Oh, our school had the best 10 year football record in Arkansas and two All-State Championships, but we'd been under academic warning for five of those years and for the past three years we'd been avoiding suspension by the skin of their teeth.How had that Black Fucktard handled the issue? He handed out incentives. In this case, the incentive was Ms. Blanchard. Andrea Blanchard had been fired from her first teaching job out of college in just two months and she took the job here out of desperation. When she arrived, she was given the worst of the worst students both grade- and discipline-wise.Then the principal put the screws to her. She'd been dodging the BBC for her first year. At the end of the spring semester, her English and Social Studies classes were scoring at the bottom of the rankings. She was given an (unpaid) special assignment. She had to help the team's star player (the QB that year) pass his A B E, or she would be fired 'for cause'.That would have ended her hopes of a teaching career. The jerk she was teaching had scored in the bottom ten percentile because he didn't give a shit because he thought he had a scholarship to some school in California. Now he needed summer school to graduate. Did he knuckle down and hit the books? Nah. He was smart enough to pass without much effort.What he did do was dial up the pressure on Ms. Blanchard. Bit by bit, she sold her soul to the super-star until she was a confirmed alcoholic and surrendered up her cunt (and a bit more) when he finally did pass the final exam. He went off to college out west and she got handed off to the next group of hideous under-achievers. Her abuse went on and on.Her retention was continuously based on her ability to motivate raising and repeat seniors to get off their asses and fill out the circles on a 'my IQ is at least 85' test. From the founder of this noxious fraternity, the BBC's developed an interesting ritual to confirm their dominant status.Anal and vaginal sex was forbidden on school grounds, during school hours. The 'students' settled for taking pictures of her sucking their cocks, their cum pooled up in her mouth and her masturbating. Every graduate was allowed to witness her having a gold star tattooed on her buttocks as a constant reminder of her degradation plus all her holes were fair game. How civilized was that?Had she not been half in the bottle most of the time, she might have been able to salvage some sort of academic career. Instead, she was coasting down toward a bitter end with her liver and sanity racing to see which one gave out first. Then Alexander Samsonov stepped into her life. He'd overheard two jocks joking about it when he first took Ms. Blanchard's English class the first day of classes.Since then he'd been slowly getting her to open up a tiny bit. She didn't know the full scope of what he knew about her fate, but my brother's sense of chivalry couldn't let this humiliation continue. His problem was how could he separate her from her tormentors? Neither the Principal nor the Vice-Principal would assign him the class. Not only were his grades far too high, those two knew the deal about Ms. Blanchard's servitude and disability.Exit the Fat Bastard Cocksucker and enter the Nutty-nutjob, Dr. Pierre. One impassioned speech about how Alex wanted to enter one of the doc's alma maters and eldest Samsonov triplet had his new, after-hours class assignment. Classes met from 4:30 to 6:00 pm every Monday and Wednesday with a prep test from 4:15 to 5:15 pm on Fridays.The schedule was built to work around sports training and game days; even away games. Alexander didn't meet the (low) requirements to be in the class, but then Dr. Pierre wasn't qualified to be an educator, so it all even out in the end.‘Oh,' Ms. Blanchard subconsciously pouted. ‘I wasn't aware you needed the help. You are; ‘ she looked over the sea of hostile Black faces, ‘welcome to; join us,' she petered out feebly.‘I will do my best to see all of us get through the ABE together,' he smiled at her, then met the hateful glares of his fellow academic refugees. ‘I want everyone to know the idiocy is going to stop; right here, right now.'‘What was that?' Ms. Blanchard shook away some of her post/after-school vodka haze as she tried to remember what was going on.‘Nothing, Ms. Blanchard,' he smiled at the educator. ‘I'll just take a seat.'Ms. Blanchard returned to her lesson plan for the day and after a few minutes, the boys got boisterous. Alexander had a pre-planned response for that. He took out a blue racket ball from his backpack and a leather-bound addition of 'War and Peace' in its native Russian.The moment Ms. Blanchard seemed truly distracted, with her back turned, he threw the ball at the farthest troublemaker. He let the guy know it was coming too. What happened next was the normal human reaction. The other four momentarily looked over to see if the fifth guy caught the ball. He did. Alex was being obvious about it.That also meant only the ball-catcher saw Alex smash W and P into the back of the closest moron's head. He blasted his fellow student out of his chair. The book's follow-through placed it back into Alex's backpack before anyone else was the wiser. The victim crashed violently into the Black guy next to him and the both went to the floor.‘What's going on?' Andrea asked when she turned around. She found two of her students on the floor (one cradling his cranium) one with a blue ball, two staring at Alexander with a 'wtf?' expression on their faces and an angelic Alexander staring at her.‘He hit Darnell with a book,' Devonte (aka the ball guy) exclaimed.‘This book?' Alexander motioned to the open ABE paperback book he had open in front of him, on the desk.‘No,' he grumbled. ‘The one you just hid.'‘Mother-fucker,' Tucker, (aka the Collateral Damage guy) pulled himself up. ‘I'm going to kick your; ‘ he threatened.‘My head,' the target moaned. ‘I think he dun broke ma head wide open.'‘Everyone calm down,' Andrea wavered.‘Of course, Ms. Blanchard,' Alex remained civil. ‘I must point out that Darnell appears to have been hit in the back of his skull. He must have been facing forward, listening to your lecture, so his attacker had to be someone behind him and that means it certainly wasn't me.'‘Bitch,' Tucker balled up his fists.‘Are you implying you want to view my testicles,' Alexander mocked him.‘Please everyone sit down,' Andrea pleaded.‘Your brothers aren't here to back you up,' Jase (the other guy closest to him) menaced. His buddy, Lamar, stood as well.‘I said 'please sit down',' Andrea turned shrill.‘Bitch,' Jase turned on her. ‘Sit your ass down!' He emphasized that by driving his first and middle finger into her sternum. Threatening the teacher brought Alexander out of his chair. Until that point, he'd been in the wrong.‘Care to try that on me?' Alexander challenged him.He had four; three actually (Darnell still hadn't gotten off the floor) buddies backing him up and they were all football players. Jase rose to the bait.‘Bitch,' he did the finger poke on Alex, ‘I told you, OW!' he screamed as my brother grabbed his two fingers, twisted his palm upwards then bent the fingers down toward the back of his hand.The others looked ready to rush in.

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Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with my blooming lovely first-born sister (technically half-sister) Hatty Greenway. This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my stand up show WENCH on YouTube, and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with incredible journalist and presenter KATE QUILTONThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my stand up show WENCH on YouTube, and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with the utterly brilliant comedian LUCY PORTER who is on tour now!This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my stand up show WENCH on YouTube, and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Chicago noise rockers BIG'N will return next week with their first album in nearly thirty years, End Comes Too Soon, via Computer Students. Drummer Brian Wnukowski and vocalist Bill Akins discuss the details of the band's history, reformation, new record, and expectations, on this episode of Getting It Out.Music by:Wench!Big'nMiracle BloodIntro music by:Hot ZonePatreon: https://www.patreon.com/GettingitoutpodcastEmail: dan@gettingitout.netWebsite: http://gettingitout.net/Instagram: @getting_it_out_podcastFacebook: www.facebook.com/gettingitoutpodcastX: @GettingItOutPod Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode American fitness coach and internet sensation JAMES CAPPOLAThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my stand up show WENCH on YouTube, and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Send us a textOn this week's episode,  WE ARE BACK!! After a long hiatus, the bitches are back and we have so much to yap about!! Catch up with us as we discuss our summers, the weddings we've been to, the cockroaches we've encountered, the rotisserie chickens we've eaten and the tv shows we've binged. We play a game of what's in and what's out and smash or pass. Did you miss us?! Because we missed you!!!! 

Joel's bar wench is back and he has a lot to say to Ricki. Tim, however, not so much.. As Australia eagerly awaits the arrival of King Charles and Queen Camilla, we have a crack at guessing what type of music the Royals listen to while travelling - pretty sure we nailed it! Happy Birthday 'Raining Diamonds'!!! Ricki celebrates her 13-year-old music baby and reminisces on this iconic X Factor performance. She also reveals which of her songs featured in Sex And The City 2... It's New Music Friday so of course, we're adding some bangers to the playlist. Plus, Joel's been reading BuzzFeed and shares some dirty cheating stories that are so unbelievable you just have to hear them. Oh, and where have you raved? Ricki has discovered the rave of her dreams and it combines her love for a certain fast food chain - could it be time for another team trip?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. Follow this brilliant young MP Nadia Whittome ON INSTAGRAM here. She donated her fee for this podcast to PALESTINIAN MEDICAL AID charity called map. Chuck something that way yourself if you can? This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my stand up show WENCH on YouTube, and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Time For Celebrating!In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.  “When I fell to Earth I realized perfection; Earth has everything while Heaven has no Evil.”"Ask Belle," I replied. "This fight was for me being allowed on the bed. You still need to pay for breaking into her room.""What?" Leigh squeaked."Come here, Slut," Belle laughed. She hooked an arm around Leigh's waist from behind and began dragging her back into the house."Zane?" Leigh called out fearfully."Coming, coming," I groaned. "I feel like someone dropped a cinderblock on my head, and my ribs." I staggered for the door only to be intercepted by Willa."You are one freaking weird dude," she whispered."You have no idea," I responded softly. As she came alongside, I put my arm around her waist, then down inside her panties, and cupped her right ass cheek.I gave it a good squeeze. I figure Willa could pull away or punch me in my sore ribs. Instead, she bumped my hip and put her head on my shoulder."Have you ever been with another woman?" I asked."No," she regarded me."Willing to experiment?" I teased her. She smiled, snaked a hand along my back to my neck and finally grabbed a handful of hair. She pulled me down into a kiss and finished with her own devilish grin. I took that to be a yes.We made our way back to Belle's room, where Belle and I stripped out of our wet clothes."You don't have to handcuff me," Leigh begged of Belle. "I'll behave.""I know you'll be a good girl, but I don't care. I'll do it because I want to," Belle taunted her. Leigh pouted and looked my way. I shrugged helplessly in response. She stripped, crawled to the middle of the bed, rolled onto her back, and put her wrists together just below her breasts."I'd rather fight than be a victim," Belle mocked her as the bindings clicked shut."No, that's some cock, you skank," Leigh wound up her courage. Belle's response was to retrieve the vibrator and turn it on."Calling me a skank makes you feel tough, eh?" Belle closed in.The vibrator began rubbing against Leigh's thighs as I settled into the bed behind Belle. Willa resumed her position on the far side after she stripped down. Belle gave me a curious look over her shoulder before turning back to Leigh. I snuggled into Belle before nibbling and sucking on her neck and shoulder.As Belle pushed the vibrator between Leigh's labia, I ran my left arm down Belle's back and parted her ass cheeks. I could feel Belle look over her shoulder again, my lips were sucking on her shoulder at that moment, and visually question what I thought I was doing. I could sense a struggle going through her mind by the increased tenseness of her shoulders.She had to be deciding if she would let me distract her or not. A moment later she made up her mind; she bent her leg and pulled her knee toward her chest to make my access to her easier. I scooted farther down so I could move my hand below her ass and begin stroking her cunt, back to front.Belle wiggled the vibrator inside Leigh's cunt as my fingers worked her over. She kept it going until she felt my cock pushing past her ass cheeks. Belle didn't caution me about her anus; she didn't have to. When my cockhead touched her cunt, Belle responded by looking back at me, daring me to stick it in."Do you want me to stop, Belle?" I gazed into her eyes. Belle's response was to suddenly push down on my cock, pushing it half way in with one thrust."Fuck," she hissed. I grabbed her hip and finished driving my rod all the way in. I quickly withdrew, then slammed it home again.At the same time, I moved my right hand, pinned underneath me, under Belle's body, until I burrowed to her pelvis. Belle began humming as my hand reached her slender landing strip. I also noticed that her activity with Leigh had lightened up. Her cunt walls strongly massaged my cock's passage and the stimulation was soaking up more and more of Belle's attention.The vibrator cut off. Belle had dropped it so she could start pulling and pinching her breasts as my four fingers began to vigorously rub her clit. For five minutes I kept going at her sideways until she grabbed the sheets so she could shove her body into mine and almost pushed me off the bed. Her climax seized her, her breath came in short gasps and tremors passed from her body to mine."Damn it," Belle cursed. It took me a moment to figure out what she was pissed about. She began thrusting back against me. "Still hard, huh?" she growled. Why, yes I was, but I wasn't going to tease her about it. I missed the visual exchange between Willa and Belle but the end result was Belle giving in, letting Leigh off the hook."I'm getting on top, Zane," Belle demanded. What proceeded was a bit of bedroom acrobatics but I kept my cock inside as I moved towards the bed's center while Belle swung up to a reverse cowgirl position. I pushed up, palms on the bed behind me, and watched her ass begin to bounce on my lap.At first, Belle rested her hands on my shins and used that to balance her rocking and thrusting of the hips."Don't, Zane," Belle panted as I pressed my chest against her back. When I wrapped my arms around her, she made one last protest. "Oh, damn you."I hugged Belle tight, my left arm around her stomach and the right around her chest. She slowed down for a few seconds before turning her upper body so that we could kiss. Our tongues flickered against each other, then slowly danced back and forth between our mouths."I really should bite you right now," Belle sighed."What the hell for?" I muttered."I'm going to have to look across the room now and find a reason for not jumping your bones, you idiot," she breathed in short bursts."Someone likes being 'Zaned'," Leigh teased. Willa slapped her somewhere; I couldn't see where."Shut up unless you want to be tied up all night," Willa whispered. I was busy letting my hands migrate over Belle's tight body now that I had 'permission' to sex her up. I let Belle lean into me. Her hands cupped her breasts while my hands went from her shoulders to the top of the tits but avoided the nipples.I skated around her upper chest, linking my hands over her pulsing abdomen then lightly traveling down to her thighs."You are not in a hurry," Belle observed breathlessly."It is our first time," I reminded her."Oh," was all she had to say. Her body rubbing against me was her real reply. It was with gradual ease that we upped our tempo until Belle finally 'gave it up' again. This time I came with her, and I completely spaced about a condom, again. Belle writhed her body against mine for almost a minute as we regained our composure and our breaths."You came in me, didn't you?" Belle said seriously."Yeah, I screwed up. I'm sorry," I groaned."What are we going to name our kid?" Belle showed a tiny bit of mirth."I'm partial to Beausephus if it is a boy," I told her as I kissed her neck, "and Andromeda if it is a girl.""Our kid is going to kick ass," Belle laughed."Aren't you on the pill?" Leigh wondered."Listen, you stupid Cunt," Belle twisted on my semi-rigid cock so she could lock eyes with Leigh, "do I look like I can afford Healthcare?""Answer me, Bitch," Belle began wiggling off my lap and out of my arms."Let it go," I begged Belle."Don't think that just because you have my cock in my cunt, that makes me your bitch," Belle growled to me."As your friend, I'm asking you to drop, 'my cock'?" I hesitated. "Just because MY cock is in your cunt doesn't make it your cock," I teased."Crap, slip of the tongue," Belle mumbled."It's okay," both Leigh and I said."Several of our girls feel that way," Leigh added. "We feel possessive about that cock.""What she said," I finished. "That's why when it is not attached, I keep it in a locked box."Belle snorted and Willa and Leigh laughed."You went with the detachable cock?" Belle stared at me. "That's so sad.""Hey, now," I blushed. "I have a horny naked biker babe sitting in my lap, with my cock in her cunt. I'm a little shaken up right now.""You can be real trying at times," Belle leaned into me compassionately."What? You said you wanted me to try your ass?" I joked. "Okay."Belle's vaginal muscles constricted around my cock, exciting me to hardness again."You rip up my ass and I'm going to rip off your balls," Belle grinned shark-like."Your? No, I meant Willa's ass," I verbally back-pedaled. "Look, she's sitting there, ass up looking all inviting, lush, and full-formed.""You wouldn't dare," Willa smirked at me. By her own accounts, Willa loved anal sex, but apparently it wasn't something she normally shared. Belle's instincts were leading her past the deception."Are you freaky, Willa?" Belle mocked her friend."Hey," Leigh piped up. "Barbie Lynn likes it and she's no freak."I rolled onto my side, trying to let Belle slide off my shaft."Am I going somewhere?" Belle turned and joked with me. I shrugged, put my left hand on her shoulder and pumped into her hard several times."Okay, okay," Belle panted. "Go bang Willa. My cunt is still tingling from the last orgasm, Stud." Belle twisted onto her stomach which allowed my cock to pop free. Belle moaned sensually and lay there for a minute with her eyes closed. Dangerously, Leigh crawled over Belle's still form, retrieved something from Belle's nightstand, and handed it to me, lube.Leigh must have seen Belle pull it out and lube up the vibrator before shoving it in. Belle wasn't a total sadist. I slipped beside Willa who kept drinking me in with her eyes."Where do you think you are going with that?" she said. Willa remained on her stomach, her ass proudly pointing up and proffered."Would you like to try anal?" I winked. "I'm sure if you try it, you'll like it.""This won't make me your Old Lady," Willa teased back. "I'll try it. Let's see what you've got.""I only want to make you happy," I breathed into her ear. Willa shivered in anticipation.I brushed her hair to the far side of her head then kissed the top of her neck. Willa began to murmur pleasurably as I trailed butterfly kisses down her spine to her tailbone. A single finger stroked farther down to her cunt and down to her pubic mound. Willa was only lightly shaved, keeping her bush full.The return trip lingered around her anus, pushing slightly and making Willa moan. She opened her legs farther and farther apart as I continued to rub her gently. With my free hand, I opened the tube of lubricant and let it pour down her ass cheeks. I teased her sphincter twice but abandoned it to rub the thick liquid all over her cunt and perineum.Recall that Willa was going through a long, dry spell -- being an undercover officer in an outlaw biker gang, so she was bursting at the seams for sexual contact."Damn it, Zane," she pleaded."Willa, you are a freak," Belle chuckled."Watching him work has gotten me so horny," Leigh whined. I ignored the peanut gallery; I was dripping oil on my three middle fingers, pushing my forefinger against Willa's sphincter. Willa must have really liked her experiences with anal sex because she relaxed her sphincter on contact and let me in. Man, her asshole felt hot compared to the slight chill of the room.My finger corkscrewed past the second knuckle when Willa let out another heartfelt moan. I pushed in a little farther while resuming my kisses on her back. Inside a minute, Leigh had sidled up to Willa and me. Belle had propped herself up with her pillow on the headboard but was studying the three of us intently."You are acting like you've never seen a three-way before," I commented to Belle."Not from the outside looking in," Belle shrugged. I had no immediate comeback to that. Saying something like 'maybe next time,' or 'enjoy the show' felt inappropriate. I devoted my attentions to Willa once more instead.Speaking of Willa, she was now relaxed enough for me to stick my ring finger into her anus. I noticed Leigh getting terribly interested in Willa's arousal."Willa, rise up. Push up off the mattress for me, Babe," I coaxed Willa. She looked back at me, smiled lustfully, and began raising her ass.A few more twist and turns with my fingers and Willa was up on all fours, head down, and her face screened from view by her long, black hair. I was about to encourage Leigh but she was already slipping under Willa and putting her lips to Willa's closest tit. Willa's grunt rose over the sound of Leigh's suckling noise.I had to move completely to Willa's rear to allow Leigh more room to maneuver beneath Willa. Leigh's right hand quickly sought out Willa's cunt while her left began caressing Willa's right breast. I had to admire Leigh's enthusiasm as well as her willingness to not hold Belle's rough treatment against Willa.Belle began to rub her cunny as she watched us play. I also caught Willa shake her head ecstatically when I wormed my third finger into her butthole."Someone's all excited," Leigh giggled, as she lifted up her fingers that had been in Willa's cunt for me to inspect. They weren't just slick; they dripped with her juices.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. Please make sure you're following RHYS NICHOLSON and catch them while they're ON THEIR UK TOUR.We ate at the OMNI COLLECTIVE and it was f***ing spectacular. This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my 2022 stand up show WENCH and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Exorcism Fucking.Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.‘You told me you are Darius’ girl,' I threw her words back at her. She buried her face in a pillow and started to sob. I would have been aghast except Mom, the presentimental witch that she was, had warned me about this feminine tactic to avoid responsibility.‘Stop that,' I grew stormy-serious. ‘You don’t get to cry, Brandy. I keep showing you I care for you and I certainly want you. You are the one with another man.'‘That’s not fair,' she turned her tear-streaked face my way. Yep, it was an act. ‘You know that Darius and I are; complicated.'I sat up. Two could play this game. Besides, there was another girl I truly was interested in and by Brandy-logic, I was free to play the field.‘No,' I shook my head in denial. ‘It is not complicated. You want to fuck us both; ‘‘No Vlad,' she protested. ‘I only want to have sex with you; it is just; Darius has this hold over me.'‘You are not asking for my help breaking free,' I pointed out.‘Vlad,' she reached out and stroked my bicep, ‘You know it’s; ‘‘Oh fuck yeah!' Taliyah sang out. Apparently those internet tutorials on ‘finger-play’ and non-penetrative erogenous zones had paid some vital dividends for Mikhail. I had delivered fuck-all orgasms to Brandy already today, yet she suddenly looked jealous. I could deal with that. I slid off the bed to some urgent pouting on her part. She didn’t have to wait long.I pulled her off the bed by her left hand and into my arms.‘Ow,' she squeaked as I put a stinging, cupped hand to her bottom. She tried to maneuver away and the chase was on. If she tried to face me, I tickled her. When she tried to avoid me, her ass got a good spanking. She squeaked, squawked, giggled and yelped playfully as I hunted her down.Brandy proved shameless, nimble for such a full-figured dynamo and athletic. She went squealing down the hall, passed the kitchen into the den. When she vaulted the sofa like a pommel horse, she finally was able to put some distance between us. I could get over the sofa just not as fast as she could. She took the momentary reprieve to spin around and shake a scolding finger at me.‘Stop taking me for granted,' she surprised me.‘What?' it was my turn to squawk. ‘I’m not taking advantage of you.' Brandy looked up at our ten inch height differential defiantly. ‘Fine, I’m not taking advantage of you this very second.' She countered by poking her chin forward, putting her hands on her hips which caused her tantalizing succulent boobs to bounce.‘Brandy?' Taliyah panted. We both finally looked over at the kitchen bar counter. Taliyah was on her back, her head tilted back so she was gazing at us upside down. Her shirt was rolled up, as was her bra. Mikhail had her legs pushed up with her ankles on his shoulders. He looked wickedly pleased with himself.‘Taliyah?' Brandy returned the questioning tone. ‘You hate Mikhail.' Taliyah turned her head forward and to the side.‘I still hate his cracker-ass, but his tongue; the bastard refuses to fuck me though,' she complained. ‘It isn’t fair that I’m not getting what you clearly are getting.' Mikhail was sticking to the rules so no tongue-fucking either.‘Taliyah, their Mamma doesn’t let them have random sex,' Brandy informed her. ‘You need to talk with; ah; Mrs. Samsonov before you get any of the really good stuff.' Mom was three or four miles away, yet I could still make out the reverberations of her maniacal merriment. Her wacky plan was working for no sane reason I could understand.‘No way,' Taliyah grumbled. ‘I’m not asking their Mamma for shit.' Mikhail shrugged then let her legs fall to his sides abruptly.‘I can get tail elsewhere,' he snorted.‘You fucker,' Taliyah’s grumbling turned to a snarl. ‘At least help me clean up.'‘Why should I? I’m not your boyfriend and from what I hear, he treats you like a whore too,' he mocked her. Did I mention my brother could be a cruel, pompous ass? Alex was the nice guy of the three of us. I was glad I had Mikhail for this episode because I bet Alex would have gone off-program.Alex didn’t need to start having feelings for a girl who’d feed him to Darius’ crowds without a hint of regret.‘Vlad, do something?' Brandy demanded with a pout for extra oomph.‘Like what?' I countered. ‘You are the ones who are cheating on your boyfriends and using us for your dirty-little-secret, sexual pleasures. We could be with girls that give a damn about us.'‘Stop being such a bastard,' Brandy slapped me in my left pectoral. She followed that attack up by rushing into my arms, wrapping her arms around my waist and holding me tight as she pressed her ear to my heart. What?I was beginning to wonder if I had been lucky never having a serious girlfriend before. For that matter, I was reconsidering whether my Father’s blasé attitude toward women might indeed be the right way to go.‘Frankly, Brandy; I don’t give a damn,' I adopted my best Rhett Butler. ‘I haven’t had this,' I squeezed her ass so strongly she had to rise up against me.‘I thought; thought you would be different,' Brandy was somewhat shocked by my raw, brutal demands. She meant she thought I’d be more like one of the spineless limp-dick White boy she’d grown up with. I fucking hated stereotypes.‘I am different. I don’t have to dress you in a dozen men’s semen to mark you as my own.'‘I’ll take you when I want, how I want and where I want; unless you run away; really, really fast.' I spanked both cheeks at once. ‘Wench, bedroom, Now!' Brandy gasped in pleasure, struggled free and beat her little wench-feet back to the bedroom. I strode after her like the Captain of my own World.‘Why can’t you be more like him?' Taliyah complained to Mikhail. He had other things on his mind. ‘Hey; stop that; I’m not Brandy. I don’t; ah; take it up the ass; I said; ah; stop that.'‘Bitch, the horse is outside. Make up your mind right now, or I’m going to make it up for you,' he growled back.‘I’ll bite your dick off, White Boy,' she snarled in response. Since I didn’t hear a door slamming, I assumed she chose to challenge Mikhail. I don’t understand women. Back in the master bedroom once more, Brandy was trying to hide beneath the comforter.‘Vlad, can we talk for a; ‘ she balked when I ripped the comforter out of her 'frightened’ hands and off the bed on one mighty yank. ‘Vlad!'I was on her in a flash. I didn’t go straight for the anal intercourse. First we wrestled around. She nipped and I kissed her and suckled hard enough on both nipples to give her hickies.She didn’t claw me, nut me, or hit me all that hard so I figured this was what my Mom had called 'aggressive foreplay’. What I did know was by the time I had rolled her onto her stomach, her ass was pressing and wiggling against my cock with persistent need.‘Lube,' I exclaimed. She froze up, figuratively (she was slick with hot, sticky sweat), and waited for me to 'prep’ her with one finger; she’d felt a lot tighter this time out; and only reinvigorated her urgent writhing once I’d returned to my dominant spot over her. Even with lube in her anus and a generous coating on my phallus, it was tough going.In hindsight, I should have taken it easier on her, but I was inexperienced and Brandy was willing to scream into the pillow instead of telling me to slow down.‘Damn,' I grunted. ‘That’s; tight; ‘‘Yes,' she whimpered.‘Does it hurt?' I stupidly inquired.‘Yes; ‘ she whispered.‘Good,' I growled. I pulled back until my glans dilated her sphincter, then slammed in hard and fast again. It hurt my cockhead, but I did it again and again anyway.I could make out her sobbing. While I was formulating a new plan, her thighs and ass began to quiver. The vibrations reverberated over her entire body and then she howled like a Lost Soul discovering Paradise. It was hardly something I could call a human noise. It was definitely jubilant.‘Ha; ha; harder,' she wheezed. ‘Fuck me; ‘ and I started repeatedly pile-driving her asshole. The first time I had been using my hips. This outing I worked all my brawn and weight into my thrusts. Her vaginal secretions made a mess of the sheets, coated her thighs and my scrotum and made this oddly erotic squelching noise every time I bottomed out in her rectum.I kept going, despite all-over muscle cramps, both of us being drenched in sweat and finally Brandy losing her voice until I shot-gunned a full load of cum deep into her intestines (perhaps an exaggeration). Brandy lay there, motionless after I rolled off. After two, or three, minutes, she mumbled something.‘What?' I rolled onto my side and petted her spine from the nape of her neck to the small of her a back. She mumbled something again. I kissed her behind the left ear, nibbled on the lobe then repeated my question.‘I really do love you,' she moaned. Shit.‘Ah, ah- aha, yeah, bi, bitch, ah, ha, is that all you, ah, got White boy,' Taliyah was getting progressively louder from the front area. I could hear the recliner creaking and imagined it rocking back and forth. This I had to see. Brandy was dead weight as I tried to drag her with me out of bed. I doubled back, swept her up into my arms bride-style and quick-footed it toward the noise.Taliyah’s shoulders and head were evident over the back of the leather recliner. Her face was a mask of pleasurable pain, her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her muscles strained whenever she rocked back. Mikhail was behind her, rhythmically pushing her forward then letting her rock back. His countenance was one of intense concentration. They were both naked and working up a sheen of sweat.My bet was on him trying to not be sadistic more than stopping himself from coming too soon. We Samsonov men had some incredible stamina to go with our bulky size.‘Mikhail, I knew you couldn’t turn Taliyah away for long,' Brandy heaved with amused exhaustion. Mikhail shook his head in the negative.‘How’s that ass, Bro?' I teased him. Brandy looked up at me uncertainly, then back to Taliyah. The Black girl’s head hung in shame but that didn’t stop her from giving back as good as she got.‘Taliyah!' Brandy gasped. ‘You gave up your ass; your anal virginity to Mikhail? I thought you would never give it up?'‘He held me down,' she grunted. She was clearly lying about my Brother overwhelming her as well as her raunchy gratification. Against all reason, Brandy began licking my neck and rubbing her torso, ass and thigh against my chest and arms.‘Mikhail, take her to the sofa,' I suggested. He looked up quizzically so I hefted Brandy high enough to cause her to 'meep’. I took Brandy to the sofa, placed her knees on the cushions and bent her chest on the back rest. Taking her by the hips with one hand, I pulled her rump back as I impaled her sphincter on my reanimated cock for one more ride.Eight strokes in and Taliyah and Mikhail appeared beside us. Brandy was in pure bliss. Taliyah squinted at her, then slowly gave into her own rapture. I’d always considered anal sex to be painful for the 'catcher’ and not something a person could get into. Then I made allowances for Brandy’s individual kink. Now I had Taliyah giving her asshole up to my brother and going wild.I seriously began accepting my novice status and the sad reality: Mom must have been a highly proficient slut to be giving such good advice to her nearly virginal sons. Her awkward (for us) verbal lessons, so hard to believe at the time, were proving timely and terribly accurate. The last trick, she said, was to treat a woman like you owned her while not to treating her like some random orifice.When I picked up the pace on Brandy’s tight bunghole, Mikhail matched me. What was ecstasy for Brandy turned out to be too much for the anal virgin Taliyah. She bit down on the sofa cushion in order to stifle her scream. Taliyah vibrated up against him as her climax rocked her in a series of savage tidal surges.Brandy soaked in Taliyah’s fuck-stunned look while Mikhail’s gaze was one of frank appraisal of my girl’s physical sensuality. She didn’t press back to meet my thrusts, instead presenting her ass for the best angle of attack. Brandy squeezed her anus, and rotated her hips to give me as much stimulation as I was giving her.‘Damn Vlad, your bitch has it going on,' Mikhail laughed. Brandy shot me a quick look. Taliyah looked downright insulted by the comparison.‘Her name is Brandy, not bitch, Mik,' I glared back, ‘and your woman is looking unappreciated.' Calling him Mik told my brother I thought he’d crossed the line. Brandy’s response was immediate.She arched her back up until her body was parallel to mine. Brandy kept up her gyrations allowing me to fondle her bodacious bosom while engaging her in a deep, soul-draining French exploration of the Lost Continent. The sexual act was a never-ending journey. Sensing she wanted to keep that pose for everyone’s benefit, I slipped two finger from my right hand into our mouths.Those slick fingers went down to her clit and pinched that mighty nub between them. That really set her off. My left hand migrated from nipple to nipple, giving each areola a spirited slap. Her whines became orgasmic.‘Why won’t you kiss me like that?' Taliyah griped.‘Because I don’t feel like picking some other guy’s pubic hair out of your teeth,' he mocked her. They started struggling, but Mikhail wouldn’t let her turn around. He did make a concession to her amorous desires by planting kisses on her neck and ear. That mollified Taliyah somewhat, though she didn’t stop trying to break free. One titanic exhalation brought Brandy crashing down from her latest climax.She hung limply in my embrace while I cradled her in my arms.‘Take a look at your brother,' Taliyah moaned. ‘He knows how to treat a lover, you Neanderthal. You could learn something.'‘I like my Black Bitches quiet,' he teased. ‘Why can’t you learn that? Is it too complicated for you to understand?'That new bit of outraged allowed Taliyah to break free. As she spun around, Mikhail wisely (and stunningly) retreated.‘I ought 'a smack some color into you, Asshole,' she glared.‘That’s only fair,' he raced behind the sweaty recliner. ‘I sure pumped a whole lot of white into you.'‘Rashaan is going to kill you when he finds out what you did to me,' she screamed. That was her boyfriend, the starting quarterback of the football team.‘Unless you want to visit him in the hospital, he’d better bring help,' Mikhail kept mocking her. ‘I’m sure he’ll love you giving up the hole you wouldn’t give him.'‘Argh!' Taliyah screamed loud enough to give me and Brandy a start. ‘You forced me and I’ll let him know it.'‘That’s two people lying and two telling the truth, Taliyah,' he generously insinuated the Brandy would back her friend over her fuck-buddy. ‘Besides, this is redneck Davis County, not niggah-loving Kingston. The law is on my side.'That was one 'N-word’ too many. Taliyah kept chasing Mikhail who kept taunting her. Playtime had to end. The Sun was starting to set outside. Brandy seemed fascinated with the exchange of barbs mainly because I doubted she’d ever seen a White man openly confront the Black-White divide so fearlessly. This wasn’t rednecks throwing empty beer cans and insults from the back of a moving pick-up truck.Mikhail was absolutely confident in his ability to withstand any retribution the Black high school power structure could throw his way. I was more worried about Dad and Mom, Dad wouldn’t approve of our promiscuity, Mom had yet to bust up Taliyah to her satisfaction. How she’d handle Mikhail’s ass-plugging solution was unknown to me.The immediate problem: Mikhail couldn’t resist sticking verbal barbs into Taliyah and Taliyah always rose to the bait. My solution was to have Brandy get Taliyah back to the master bedroom while I gathered up her clothes. As Mikhail handed me her bra, he’d thrown it across the room when stripping her,‘I didn’t ham it up too much, did I?' he winked.‘Nah. I think she thinks you are a complete and utter bastard,' I replied in a low voice.‘Damn, I really wanted fuck her today. She’s smells great and she’s fierce, a real tiger,' he kept smiling. Ah crap. Maybe he was smitten too. There was no way I could clue either Brandy, or Taliyah in on that. As fun as fucking Brandy was, as well as me enjoying being in her company, we had a golden opportunity here.Tomorrow a vengeful Taliyah would unload on Rashaan. He’d want payback. Darius would stop him until he found out I’d banged Brandy all over the place as well. Then we’d let the avalanche take its course. Letting slip our Dad was going to come see us at basketball practice; Mom would talk him into that for us; would guarantee a fight during school hours.Tomorrow was Thursday and Friday was an 'away’ game so the football team couldn’t get us after school then. That meant the team would be leaving school before the end of seventh period on Friday and there was no way they could wait to beat us up until next Monday. I had little doubt Darius would smell a set up. Convincing his minions of that would be the impossible part.In the bedroom, Taliyah was giving me a rather peculiar look.‘Are you afraid I’ll steal something?' she sniped.‘What do you mean by that?' I was puzzled.‘He’s not like that,' Brandy defended me; from what, I wasn’t sure.‘He’s White, you’re White and his family are a bunch of thieves anyway,' she spat. Again; huh?‘Brandy?' I inquired. She gave me a confused look back. ‘Okay, both of you should remember I’m from Butt-fuck Alaska, before I came here I knew precisely four Black people and one of those was an infant; and go from there.'‘Oh,' Brandy nodded. Clearly I was a simpleton. ‘Taliyah thinks you don’t trust her back here with only me because she’s African-American and you believe she’ll steal something.'I laughed loud and hard, my restive cock bouncing along with me. Both girls appeared pissed at my reaction, so I felt I needed to explain.‘Taliyah, you are the second hottest girl in school. I’m back here because I like seeing you naked as well as in various forms of undress. You are smoking,' I chuckled. ‘It is nothing more complicated than that.'‘Oh,' said Taliyah. She was both embarrassed about missing the obvious as well as loving a helping handful of padding for her ego.‘Oh,' pouted Brandy. ‘Second?'‘Yeah. I’ve got this thing for Amy Hutchinson,' I nodded seriously. Amy was a nice, sweet-mannered girl. She was also a sophomore, a late bloomer and flat as a board.‘Oh!' Brandy unleashed her faux-fury, ran up and slapped both my triceps. I was mesmerized by mammaries straining to break free of her frilly beige bra. Her beige panties were doing a good job of being transparent as well. She spun around like a ballerina and attempted a getaway. I was having none of that.I tackled her to the bed, press her chest down on the rumpled bed. She struggled sensually. I began nuzzling the back and left side of her neck. Then I began tickling her. She was helpless before my adroit fingers

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. Follow SOPH'S PLANT KITCHEN on Instagram where you'll soon be able to pre-order her book.This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my 2022 stand up show WENCH and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with the stratospherically massive comedian JOSH WIDDICOMBE and was recorded during the 2024 Machynlleth Comedy Festival.All our goodies came from MACHYNLLETH brilliant HERMIT CRAB COFFEE shop. Our fudge came from the DYFI DAIRY who make RADICALLY KIND FUDGE. Josh is very likely to have very big news about something he's made that he'd love you to see, very soon - to be the first to find out what, make sure you're on his mailing list HERE This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my 2022 stand up show WENCH and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with the absolutely brilliant writer OLIVIA POTTSHer latest book which we pay ode to in this episode is called BUTTER: A CELEBRATIONThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Stream my 2022 stand up show WENCH and listen to both of my Radio 4 series STURDY GIRLS CLUB on BBC Sounds now. Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

PODCAST NOTES:Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with travel writer and broadcaster JON HOLMES His new BBC Radio 4 and BBC Sounds series is called JON HOLMES SAYS THE C WORD This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.You can still see my show METTLE at the Edinburgh Fringe.DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with the current fittest woman in the UK, AIMEE CRINGLEThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.You can still see my show METTLE at the Edinburgh Fringe.DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with comedian JACOB HAWLEYSee him in Edinburgh and on tour with his show SPACEThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.You can still see my show METTLE at the Edinburgh Fringe.DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Episode 214 feat. Adam, Shug and SMac. Come send it with the boys, as we discuss - The return of sober Steve, Putting yourself down, Bronny and LeBron, Canberra homeless, The cost of drinking, The ATO, Trump/Biden, Miss Alabama, OVO goons, Nickelback, and much more... BoSodes: patreon.com/BigSendPodcast Please forward all complaints to: bigsendpodcast@gmail.com 

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with comedian AMY MASONGo and her brilliant debut hour FREE MASONThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.You can still see my show METTLE in Falmouth or at the Edinburgh Fringe.DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with comedian CHARLIE GEORGEThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with excellent comedian and lovely man LARRY DEAN. You can get tickets to his NEW EDINBURGH SHOW, DODGER by clicking those words that are in big.This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. Star of Ab Fab and Bottom turned author HELEN LEDERER and you have to grab her book NOT THAT I'M BITTERThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In the upcoming episode of "The Sinsational Unicorn," Anna discovers that having four girls is even better than having three. Later, Ryan and Anna embark on a trip to Cancun, where Anna experiments with a daring pirate-inspired look that garners a lot of attention. Lastly, we'll delve into what's in store for this year's Folsom Street Fair, promising an exciting episode filled with all this and more on the next installment of "The Sinsational Unicorn." --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/thesinsationalunicorn/support --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/thesinsationalunicorn/support

In this episode Lissa and Bukata talk with Author Dolen Perkins-Valdez about her latest book Take My Hand. As a pre-eminent chronicler of American historical life, Dolen talks about her research, her passion for uplifting the authentic voice and the responsibility we have for the fallout of our good deeds. Inspired by true events that rocked the nation, a profoundly moving novel about a Black nurse in post-segregation Alabama who blows the whistle on a terrible wrong done to her patients, from the New York Times bestselling author of Wench.  Black Market Reads is produced by The Givens Foundation for African-American Literature in partnership with iDream.tv.  Funding for Black Market Reads: On Health is provided by Blue Cross and Blue Shield of Minnesota, as part of Blue Cross' long-term commitment to improving the health of Minnesota communities and ensuring that all people have opportunities to live the healthiest lives possible.  

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. Ex-England and Saracens rugby hero, VICKY FLEETWOODThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. Glorious comedian Alyssa Kyria aka TheFunnyMummyUKGO AND SEE HER ON TOURThis podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Lara and Carey discuss Rogue Leviss and Jo joining forces, Nancy Grace's Diddy takedown, a blood-drained body found in an abandoned Italian church, and the unsettling story of a Dutch twenty-something's euthanasia wish. Back on The Valley, the disastrous Capri dinner continues, and Doute digs herself into a deeper hole. Zack avoids the hot seat, Jesse sees Michelle in a new light, the dads head to the Ventura County Fair, and Brittany and Danny help Luke and Kristen get their f*ck on. Then, Janet holds her breath for an awkward run in with Doute at a gala, who makes her blackout chess play to win back Michelle.Buy tickets to the SUP SUMMER 2024 TOUR!Listen to this episode ad-free AND get access to weekly bonus episodes + video episodes by joining the SUP PATREON.Be cheap as hell and get full-length videos of the pod for free by subscribing to the SUP YOUTUBE.Relive the best moments of this iconic podcast by following the SUP TIKOK. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode is with Tik Tok and instagram sensation LAGOMCHEF aka Martyn Odell. Check out his YOUTUBE channel he's got now as well!This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

She screams at me just because one or two wheels come off the ground when I turn around a corner. She yells "WATCH OUT" if I so much as bump into a sidewalk to avoid a red light. One wrong turn getting off a highway, just because it's an on ramp, you wouldn't believe the language. When I swerve back onto the road, as a safety measure, nothing but criticism. She's so nice other times, but it's getting so as this podcast admits that I really hate driving when she's in the car, with me.

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This is an Easter special with DALISO CHAPONDA and HATTY ASHDOWN which we recorded live from the LEICESTER COMEDY FESTIVAL. This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. STREAM my last show Wench, for free. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hour 4 - If get stranded on the highway and see a jeep with a winch drive just wave to get help from the Winchin Wench! 

Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This Mother's Day special episode is with your Mum and mine DIANE CARSON from TRAITORS This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. STREAM my last show Wench, for free. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

PODCAST NOTES:Welcome to HOOVERING, the podcast about eating. This episode was recorded remotely with the wonderful writer, chef and expert leftover-user-upper ELLY PEAR, real name Elly Curshen. This podcast is largely funded on PATREON where if you join up you'll have access to masses to exclusive and advance content from guest recipes to personal mentions and one-to-one virtual meet ups with me.GET TICKETS NOW to see me on tour with my new show METTLE. DOWNLOAD or stream my last show WENCH. For my work news the fastest way to learn things is to please join MY MAILING LIST Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/hoovering. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This week Dan and Jason talk about Jesse's Be Real account, Dan tells a joke, Steven Crowder, they answer some X questions, starting a business, trees falling in the forest, white and black sitcoms, ambient worlds, being a manly man, wenches, beating up black belts, getting suspended from school, modern video games are ruining the next generation and more!   Netflix Suggestion of the Week: Jason:  Peaky Blinders Dan:  Nintendo Speed Runs on NES   Go to daffydown.com and enter "lauerroadradio" in the promo code for 15% off!   Video Podcast Link YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCFCEtzOS_7KEGkIwa-TY5iA Audio Podcast Links Apple: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/lauer-road-radio/id1080548373 Podbean: https://lauerroadradio.podbean.com/ Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/5LmfrAiGoe2Db6VUR8nF0t?si=RrmDIYrPSY-ioWXwBQjBJA iHeart: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/256-lauer-road-radio-31121154/ Player.FM: https://player.fm/series/lauer-road-radio-2360388 Castbox: https://castbox.fm/channel/Lauer-Road-Radio-id1334980?country=us Stitcher: https://www.stitcher.com/show/lauer-road-radio   Social Media Links Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lauerroadradio/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/lauerroadradio Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/lauerroadradio/ Contact Us Directly Email: lauerroadradio@gmail.com Support Lauer Road Radio CashApp: $LauerRoadRadio https://cash.app/$LauerRoadRadio          

This Week In Culture Episode 359 (Raising Kanan S3 Ep7): His Best Wench. This week Ant and J. Johnson start on some Detroit shit and discuss the success of the Lions and address the disrespect to the city. The guys also discuss the loss of a pod favorite, before getting into all the things happening with Kanan and Raq in queens. Stream the latest episode now! --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/thisweekinculture/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/thisweekinculture/support

This week on Tales of a Luxury Yacht Chef with Lisa Mead, I catch-up with Malaysian born Chef, Lisa Liu - Saucy Wench. Listen to her story as she transitioned from a career in architecture to creating a delicious line of Asian sauces plus a whole lot more... Insta: saucywenchhourmetfoods saucywench.com.au

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"Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'...."To be fair, servants in Shakespeare's day worked a LOT longer than 9 to 5, but the "what a way to make a living'" part is still very applicable.  Who are the servants in the Shakespeare canon? What are the different levels of servitude?  And what purpose do they serve??  In this episode, we discuss all the characters that sweat and serve and attend and wait (on people).  Wench!!! Bring me my drink, my pipe, and my slippers!!!!(Oh wait, that's right... we have no servants. Sigh.)To send us an email - please do, we truly want to hear from you!!! - write us at: thebardcastyoudick@gmail.com To support us (by giving us money - we're a 501C3 Non-Profit - helllloooooo, tax deductible donation!!!) - per episode if you like! -On Patreon, go here:  https://www.patreon.com/user?u=35662364&fan_landing=trueOr on Paypal:https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=8KTK7CATJSRYJTo visit our website, go here:https://www.thebardcastyoudick.comTo donate to an awesome charity, go here:https://actorsfund.org/help-our-entertainment-communiity-covid-19-emergency-reliefLike us? Don't have any extra moolah? We get it! Still love us and want to support us?? Then leave us a five-star rating AND a review wherever you get your podcasts!!Episode Sources:Years and years of experience with Shakespeare from two - scratch that, SIX!!! -  rather opinionated theatre professionals, you dicks!!!!  And cunts. (Owen insisted we add this.)Many, many, many books.And the inter webs :) 

Teresa's Bio: I grew up in Florida, the youngest of four children from loving, caring and supportive parents. We were an active family, involved in sports and often taking family camping trips. I graduated from University of Florida with a Bachelors Degree in Zoology, but have never worked in the field. Once I learned of the Appalachian Trail, the thought of hiking the whole thing would not go away. Despite having only two failed backpacking trips for experience, I put my backpack on and stepped onto the Approach Trail. For the next 6+ months, life was simple: Walk, eat, sleep, repeat. I returned to Florida, and became a "responsible" person again by getting a job. I found myself in the business side of healthcare and still work in the field as a Patient Account Manager for a large hospital system. Four years ago, I moved to Western North Carolina with my 2 cats, Wayne and Garth. This is where I truly belong. These are my people. I spend a lot of my non-working time hiking the trails in these Blue Ridge Mountains, including the Appalachian Trail. My soul is happy. Guest Links- Wench on Trail Journals - https://www.trailjournals.com/journal/entry/25366 Connect with Anna, aka Mud Butt, at info@traildames.com You can find the Trail Dames at: Our website: https://www.traildames.com The Summit: https://www.traildamessummit.com The Trail Dames Foundation: https://www.tdcharitablefoundation.org Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/traildames/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/traildames/ Hiking Radio Network: https://hikingradionetwork.com/ Hiking Radio Network on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/hikingradionetwork/ Music provided for this Podcast by The Burns Sisters "Dance Upon This Earth" https://www.theburnssisters.com

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