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Summer Camp Mayhem.By FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.The miracle is not a person jumping into a torrent to save another. It is the dozen who form a chain to pull them both out.(Midnight in the Grotto of Good and Evil)We were in one of the underground pools at the bottom of the mesa. Our tour guide had informed us there were nine known caves and the complex had never been fully explored due to the remaining waterways being totally submerged. It was well past midnight, all my little friends had crashed out and I had wisely ditched my security after Miyako silently woke me up with her hand over my mouth.She pulled my hand to her lips and sucked deeply on two of my digits. I took this to be an indicator to me she was in dire need of loving. The grotto was my idea. I was inspired by my desire to see her naked and I couldn't risk a light source any place but underground. The tool shed and garage lacked a certain appeal. The fuel depot and septic tank were also ruled out."Is the chaos in your mind still raging, Cáel?" Miyako asked in Nipponese, with enough worry to doubly enhance her cuteness."Which of the twenty-seven unexplained languages rolling around in my head do you want me to answer you in?" my toothy grin barely visible in the darkness.Around half way through my sexual enlightenment in college, I had a revelation. The two guys I had gone road-tripping with took me to a bar in Portsmouth. I caught a woman looking us over. I already had my one-night stand lined up and she was looking most agreeable to my nefarious skullduggery (i.e. she had come with some other guy who preferred beer and darts with his buddies over keeping his attention on what mattered).And then my awakening."Nah, she's too fat," he remarked. For one thing, my friend who said that could have stood to lose ten to fifteen kilograms himself. Next, we were dressed like middle class college kids, jeans, shirts that were most likely clean when we picked them out of the laundry basket, light jackets and the shoe thing.This girl was dressed up for a good night out. Nice makeup, her clothing choices were, eh, not stunning, but this wasn't a stunning nightclub/bar. She looked fun, she smiled and yes, she was overweight. It dawned on me that not only did I not care, I never cared. I was a sexual omnivore and that meant any lady interested in sex with me was fine in my book.So, I turned the tables on him."If you can score her number, I'll give you my watch," I dared him. The wristwatch was really nice, one of those $500 handmade German ones. One of my Ex's great-granddad had swiped it off some Nazi pilot in World War II, and the same girl gave it to me twice. See, by accident, as I was exiting the (thankfully) first floor window of the Natural Sciences building, she threw a pitcher at me.It had been sitting in an ornamental display case close by. I caught it, nodded to the flabbergasted female professor-type gawking at the semi-naked me, handed her the projectile, then fled like the responsibility-dodging coward that I was. It turned out that that bit of crockery was from the mid-1600's; the woman I'd surprised was the item's owner.That older lady wasn't a teacher. She was a major benefactor in charge of one of the school's larger endowments. Had it shattered, the Ex most likely would have been expelled. Instead, after watching me round the Chancellor's residence, the mature chick turned to the totally naked chick leaning out the window, still screaming at me."Is he on the track team?" she inquired as she handed the artifact back. They talked, agreed I was a miserable human being, a cad and had firmly developed buttocks. Well, I guess that makes me a pig with nice hams. The next day, I showed up to return the watch, it was just an excuse for one more round of sex.She explained the whole incident to me, took back the watch and sent me on my way. I hurried back to my dorm room, changed the sheets and picked up a bit. An hour later she was quietly knocking at my door. Rather epic make-up sex followed, she gave me the watch as a keepsake and I swore off intercourse in classrooms for two whole months. I'm a tower of resolute willpower, I know.Back at the bar, my buddy snorted, made some comment about her being obviously desperate and promised me he'd nail in her in one of the back rooms. They talked a little, he got 'friendly', then said something that really hurt the girl's feelings. She looked our way, steadied herself with a shot of bourbon and came over to me and my other bud."Did you tell that guy you would give him fifty bucks if I put a lipstick ring on his cock?" she confronted us."No, I told him you were too good for him and if he could get your phone number, I would give him this watch," I showed her the watch. The girl's face flashed back to 'cautiously curious'."Is it a nice watch?" she asked."It is a family heirloom. My great-grandpa brought it back from World War II after taking it off some high ranking kraut officer," I embellished. "I knew he didn't have a chance with you.""Thanks," she grinned. "I agree. Let me get my sister and we can get a bite to eat." Sex.Two guesses of who her sister was. If you guessed the girl I had been cultivating since I got there, you would be right. I am too damn lucky. Lads, the next time you blow a sure thing, blame me for sucking all the good karma away from you, and nine of your friends. I got a three-way. The guy I made the challenge to, got his revenge. He bailed and I had to hitchhike back to school. You know, female truckers, oh, back to Miyako.After stashing our clothing and weapons (all of mine anyway), I took a small fluorescent lantern and slipped into the water. Cold, but doable. Miyako joined me and then, by moonlight, we swam to the point where the guide had said we'd find a passage to a secluded grotto. Down we went. My motivation wasn't sex.That was coming no matter what. Seeing my Nipponese sweetie completely nude directed my course of action. Security protocols meant no lights after 11 p.m. My solution was to cut on a light that couldn't be seen from outside, the grotto. We felt our way along the rather wide submerged passage emerging well before air became an issue. I raised the lantern and cut it on.Our tour guru had forgotten to mention that the algae patches along the sides and bottom as well as the quartz veins on the roof and walls reflected the light over what must have been an eight by ten meter cavern. Gorgeous. We glided to a shelf that met our needs, climbed up and shared a high school 'nervous virgin' moment. She broke the spell by pulling herself out of the water and, standing on her tippy-toes, touched one of the roof veins.I drank in every inch of my little ninja babe's lithe, finely tuned body. Once she got over the newness of my voyeurism, she became playful, giving me a variety of silhouettes and poses. I stripped and returned the favor, which earned me a giggling fit. As I took a minute to sit down and stare into the tranquility of the still surface, she snuck up on me.She said it all with her eyes. I tried to speak, but she put a forefinger to my lips. 'Hold me forever,' her eyes relayed her intentions. 'Love me for all eternity and think of no one else but me.' My elbows were locked, supporting my upper torso as she hovered over my lap. She was a lone feather falling upon the unyielding stone.With one hand behind her, she guided my cock into the wet, luxurious vice that was her cunt. We took it in increments. A sigh more at home in whispered Nirvana than on mortal tongues escaped her lips as she nestled all the way down. We didn't fuck. We rocked back and forth in a timid motion.As Miyako became accustomed to me once more, she would lean farther back with each pulse until an in and out rhythm was achieved. I took the occasion of her victory to pluck her left nipple into my mouth. Experience had taught me that was her more sensitive one. For several seconds, she fought it before knowledge caught up with instinct, then she loosed her passion.After her vibrations subsided, she rested her body tightly against mine. I still impaled her and she was returning a fraction of that warmth."Do you ever think you will find true love?" she whispered into my ear, in Nipponese. I was drawing my finger through her damp hair as it trailed down her back."As in love one over all others, no," I confided. "Even if I did, I could never admit it.""Why not?" she asked in Mandarin.In French I explained; "My life is a mad race through the forest and I don't know if I am a hound or the stag. I don't dare slow down until I know, and that is no way to repay such devotion.""When do you think the race will end for you?" she moaned softly, in English."I would really like to hold a child of mine. I don't regret my life's path up until now, yet I leave so very little of me behind if it ends soon," I muttered in Nipponese, and then chuckled. "It used to be at the first sign of a pregnancy test, I would panic. The World turns very rapidly."A minute passed as she went from warm to heatedly sensuous."Less talk, more babies," she sacrificed her emotions for my well-being with her oh so naught Baby Metal band voice and questing fingers. How could I say 'no' to that?"I don't think it works that way," I teased."Let's find out." She implored me in NipponeseSometime later, I was lying on my back, Miyako's body extended over mine so that not one precious inch of her touched the cool slick rock surface. Considering our position and location, it took me a bit longer to notice the intruder. I thought she was all kinds of strange. Twin memories and perception joined forces for once.The woman moved through the water, yet she was only hip deep in a place I knew the bottom was three meters below. As she entered our isolated love nest, I noticed she had sent forth not a single ripple in the water. Memory filled in the rest. Her eyes, when her gaze met my own, had that void that comes from a tortured life punctuated by horrors you witness as well as ones you are forced to perform.That was from "me". The electron swarm inside my mind provided another crucial piece of the puzzle. Utukku, phantoms, dead denied entrance to the Nether Realms, trapped between, until some sin had been lifted. The spirit gave me a look of shock, then turned and fled."We are in danger," I hissed to Miyako in Nipponese, before cutting off the lantern.I dove in, angling for the tunnel we'd entered by. I was close enough not to jab my fingers into the stone surface as I clawed my way through. I didn't burst noisily to the surface on the other side. My approach was that of an alligator, slowly letting my head crest the surface so I could look around. No one was in evidence. Miyako was soundless at my side as we scramble to the hiding place of our gear.Miyako held my hand back until she was sure our belongings hadn't been booby-trapped. I had to make quick judgment call: how time critical was this? I went the 'clothes and weapons' route."What is going on?" Miyako spoke quietly."Back there, I saw a feminine Asian ghost and the last time I witnessed such a pained, hopeless look, I was confronting the Seven Pillars," I told her. "Their slave had that same doomed stare.""There are only two things here of value," Miyako made her assessment. "You and the children. You are far more accessible in New York City, so it must be the children." We pressed ourselves tightly to the cave sides when we heard the sound of footsteps coming our way. It was Charlotte, my minder for evening, with her bow notched and ready.Firearms were kept to a minimum after hours, so bows were the order of the day, except for the snipers on the mesa top. My movements must have alerted her. I sat down and continued dressing."Charlotte, the Seven Pillars know we are here, they know the camp is here," I told her."How imminent is the threat?" Charlotte knelt beside me. I didn't know."They must be close, to be making a reconnaissance of the caves," Miyako said with tactical certainty."It was drawn to you, Charlotte, you were out of place, so this thing looked further. Otherwise these caves are irrelevant," she added. Miyako had the mindset of a seasoned professional spy."The cavern and spring have a night guardian," Charlotte countered. "I saw her when I was following you two here."I had on my light bulletproof vest (no shirt), shorts (no underwear) and shoes (no sox)."Let's go check on her to see if she's seen anything," I suggested/ordered.What I had assumed was some sort of bedroll brought by Miyako turned out to be a Ninja Survival pack. This allowed me to weapon up while she dressed up. The amount of time we were taking still ate at my nerves. Charlotte stopped me from heading out first, only to be stopped by Miyako. The ninja slipped out like a cool desert breeze.(Friend, Enemies and those In Between)Thirty seconds later, a plastic BB bounced off my right shoulder. This time, I was leading Charlotte out. No one spoke. We couldn't see Miyako anyway, now dressed in her black pajamas and her face being reduced to just one slit for her eyes. We found the Amazon dead at her post. She was in a cunningly crafted blind not easily spotted from any direction.A quick sweep for 'gifts' left behind revealed nothing, but the corpse yielded plenty. She was shot multiple times with two separate flash and sound suppressed submachine guns. The woman had been alive when we came down and if there had been a firefight, Charlotte would have heard the shots, if not seen them; thus the suppression. The bullet holes suggested a small caliber weapon.Miyako stepped up, held up three fingers. Every piece of the Amazon's gear was still on her. The attackers had shot up her phone box. Wireless communications were deemed too risky so all the outposts had buried land lines. At this point, a few seconds of extra effort stood between the Seven Pillars and success; that and the Goddess Paranoia.Had the assailants yanked up the box and cut the phone line, it would have been rendered useless. Instead, they shot up the device and moved on so that when Charlotte pulled out the cache of concealed goodies, including the spare phone box, we were back in business. As Charlotte got to work switching out the busted for the back-up, I studied our situation.Advanced teams taking out the perimeter guards, and most likely the snipers, didn't make much sense. The camp had 300 highly motivated Amazons. Cutting them off temporarily from their armory and vehicles didn't make any sense, since all Amazons were armed anyway. That left timing. But timing meant nothing if I didn't have the goal of their attack.It came as a double-whammy. The Chinese place a high premium on family and the Seven Pillars had mastered a sadistic art form of turning young foreign women into their concubine/assassins. The Condotteiri would have slaughtered the entire camp. The Seven Pillars would want to kidnap the children, both as current bargaining chips and as future tools.500 girls, 400 could be kidnappable. The oldest would go down fighting with their sisters. How did you get 400 kids out of here? Helicopters? That would be a fuck load of helicopters taking out their team and the children. Besides, helicopters alone couldn't dig them out of their cave and cliff-face strongpoints.Desert, no waterways. That left the road. You couldn't use ATVs, not enough carrying capacity. The smart move would be to have tractor-trailers parked alongside the hard top state road. They would use smaller, more rugged trucks to ferry their captives out to the semis. That suggested some sort of 'cover/support' vehicles.2 half ton trucks with weaponized Hummers providing fire support a la 'Blackhawk Down' and that meant the bridge and the BBQ pit. That objective would solve both of the Seven Pillars problems, moving the main assault group into close contact with the Amazons so the Amazons couldn't organize a defense, and removing their hostages in a prompt manner so they all could be gone before anyone else could react.The Seven Pillars had to have secured the bridge and were mostly likely replacing the missing piers. It was the choke point of their battle plan. Worse for them, it wasn't part of a barricade where they could attrition the Amazon numbers with vehicle mounted heavy weapons. The ditch ran north-south, bow shaped with the arch to the west and was over a kilometer from the camp.The flanks were purposefully strewn with huge boulders that limited traffic to horse and motorcycles, no four-wheelers. They had to have control of the bridge, so that's where I went."Charlotte, I'm going to the bridge," I whispered before slipping out of the blind. I didn't order Miyako to follow me and I was sure Charlotte wanted strangle me for departing from her protective custody.There are four kinds of fights, be they between armies, or individuals. Set-piece (sparring), assaults, ambushes and meeting engagements. I was about to be in the latter one. Meeting engagements happen when opposing forces are set on goals that unknowingly intersect one another. One of the most famous battles in US history, Gettysburg, was a meeting engagement.I was using the bone-dry culvert because we feared the Seven Pillars had replaced our snipers. Miyako was, somewhere else. The enemy commandos used the same conduit to avoid having the remaining Amazon pickets spot them and raising the alarm. I had little doubt that the three men speedily moving south were heading for the grotto and its three inhabitants (Charlotte, Miyako and me).Not knowing that I could both see ghosts and guessed who its demonic masters were, they assumed we were still in the caverns. Me not knowing how this whole ghost-scout thing worked, I assumed that I had a chance of surprising them at the bridge if I moved fast enough. In a final prick of irony, they misinterpreted the role their snipers played in our engagement.They believed that their snipers would alert them if anyone moved on the bridge, ignoring the fact that the snipers didn't have a complete view of the gulch. I was only using the big ditch because I was afraid they had taken out the Amazon snipers and now had the high ground, which turned out to be true. Thank you, Goddess Paranoia.My first tomahawk was in my left hand and my Glock-22 was in my right. My fear of snipers and the bend in the gully saved my life. We literally ran into each other, me and the first 7P soldier. His long barreled Type-05 was pointing past my left, his torso slammed into my pistol, ramming his front armored plate against it as it discharged.The proximity muffled the sound of the gunshot. The bullet failed to punch through his impressive body armor, but the resulting force knocked him down and out. Unfortunately, our shared momentum knocked my gun out of my grasp. My right hand went for tomahawk two. The flattened man's team mates swung their submachine guns my way.Halfway through his shift, a black dart flew out of the western darkness, past the first one, then snapped back. The action caused the hardy thread to wrap around the barrel of his weapon. I couldn't see her, but I knew it was Miyako with her flying wedge with the thread attached. The middle guy was startled and not moving as his training dictated.That allowed me to use him as a shield against the third guy. Right as 7P #2 decided to release his weapon, I kicked him hard into the confused man behind him. Neither man went down, but I still got what I wanted.Guy number three's main weapon was trapped to his right as I rushed his left. Vainly he tried to get an arm up to defend himself. My right tomahawk shattered his forearm at the elbow joint. Only the body armor on the inside of the blow stopped the appendage from falling off. My rational mind was catching up with my instincts.These men had on head-to-toe ballistic body suits with knee guards and solid ballistic inserts for the front and back of the torso. They had on some sort of dull, dark-grey respirator mask which was why the armless guy wasn't screaming his head off. They also had matte black circular ear protections and a type of high tech visor on the ears and eyes respectively.The sole survivor was falling back, drawing his silenced pistol while trying to put some distance between us and find Miyako at the same time. Dummy, tomahawks are designed for throwing. A bit of Amazons indignation was behind that toss. His visor was cut in two as my anger drove the blade 6 cm/2+ inches into his skull.I heard a sharp crack of a rock being shattered. Miyako's graceful flip landed her at my side. I ran to the last victim, put my foot on his chest and put my right hand on the tomahawk's shaft. The guy reached up and grabbed the thigh of the foot on his chest with both hands. Shit, the fucker wasn't dead!

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For every dream, goal and resolution we have set for ourselves this year, we cannot do it on our own. We need help! We need God's help and specifically from our Helper the Holy Spirit. In this message by Pastor Dave we are challenged to depend more on God's Spirit and to live a life of purity, prayer and purpose that attracts His Presence.

As a new year dawns, it is so important for us to enter into it with the right attitude, with the right company and with the right focus. In this message from Pastor Dave, we learn some spiritual lessons from how Joshua lead the Israelites into the PromiseLand. And the importance of starting the year with courage, companions and consecration.

Have you ever heard that Christmas is only celebrated on the 25th of December because the church wanted to use it to replace some early pagan festivals? And maybe this has lead you to feel conflicted or apathetic. In this message by Pastor Dave, he debunks these myths and goes deeper to challenge us to confront other lies we have accepted about ourselves, life and God.

As the year is coming to an end, some of us might be giving thanks to God for all that He has done. But for many of us, we could still be waiting on God. You feel like your breakthroughs are being delayed, you feel spiritually down and death is all around... this message is for you. Be encouraged friend! Jesus is the answer!

On this week's edition of the Flavors of Northwest Arkansas podcast, things will be a little different, as we're going to be talking to a chef from Australia that has, literally, millions of social media followers and is going to be part-owner of a restaurant opening here. More on that in a second.   But first, what a road it's been for the Mellow Moose Burger food truck of Siloam Springs! They won the Miracle League's Northwest Arkansas Burger Competition in September, giving them a Golden ticket to World Food Championships in Indianapolis. That happened this past weekend. We'll hear how it ended and hear from Adrian Lem of Mellow Moose Burgers.   Now onto some somber news. Smoke and Barrel in Fayetteville is now closed. They decided to sell to someone else and announced it on social media this past weekend. We'll hear from them.   If you're online and follow the top influencers in the Chinese food world, you've no doubt heard of Vincent Yeow Lim, or @DimSimLim, as his millions of social media followers know him. If you don't follow him, you might want to check out his TikTok or Instagram feeds to see what kind of food will be coming to our area. And oh, by the way, Catherine Zhang is one of his partners in this. She's a pastry chef that won Zumbo's Just Desserts on Netflix and was the youngest to do it. They'll be partnering with our guy Barry Furuseth of Blu in Bentonville. So, what is it? Where will this restaurant be? What's the meaning behind the name? Why did they decide on Northwest Arkansas and when will it open? So many questions and we'll get the answers next, right here on the Flavors of Northwest Arkansas.

American Express's Vice President & Group Counsel Asia, Shihua Yeow shares six words and six thoughts on her career journey, and the advice she has for the rising stars of the industry. About My Career in Six My Career in Six is a weekly webinar where we sit down with an inspiring woman leading the way in her field and where she shares unique career insights in just six minutes. About Women in Payments Women in Payments is a global movement of women supporting women across the payments ecosystem. To learn more, visit us at https://www.womeninpayments.org

We can't control what happens in our life but we can choose how to respond. Life can be very scary but we serve a God who has overcome it all. In this message by Pastor Dave, he uses the testimony of his son's birth as an illustration on how to close the door to fear, carry our emotions to the Cross and cast out the spirit of fear from our lives.

Growth got you feeling like a hot mess? Scaling up can be a doozy, but don't worry, we've got your back. The People masterminds podcast is here to relieve your scaling stress and bring you People & Culture inspiration that you can actually use. Get moved and shaken by Kristel and Eveliese who, based on their daily experiences with start-ups and scale-ups, know exactly the growing pains you have to go through to reach your goals. Forget cookie-cutter advice, we bring you the goods - real insights, killer tips, practical cases, and amazingly interesting guests who will blow your mind. Listen in and get ready to level up with the People masterminds podcast. The People masterminds podcast is our way of sharing knowledge and experience for free. Want to know more about our other services? Visit ⁠⁠⁠⁠www.peoplemasterminds.com⁠⁠⁠⁠ or contact us at ⁠⁠⁠⁠info@peoplemasterminds.com⁠⁠⁠⁠. Want to receive our regular ‘Brain Bites'? Go to ⁠⁠⁠⁠www.peoplemasterminds.com/brainbites⁠⁠⁠⁠ and subscribe. Job titles are a hot topic in many start-ups and scale-ups. What to do with them and what not to do? JooBee Yeow shares her valuable lessons in the latest episode of the People masterminds podcast. “Cash is king, equity is sacred, and job titles are free (or aren't they…)?” This podcast episode we discuss a hot topic in many start-ups and scale-ups: job titles. What to do with them and what not to do? JooBee Yeow shares her valuable lessons. “Cash is king, equity is sacred, and job titles are free (or aren't they…)?” Tune in to learn:

Episode 134 Join me in this candid episode as I engage in a heartfelt conversation with trauma-informed and somatic-trained Catholic spiritual guide Edwina Yeow, founder of Anam Cara Ministries (Singapore). We delve into the deep connection between trauma, spirituality, and our relationship with God. Edwina, a seasoned Catholic spiritual director with 30 years of experience, shares invaluable insights on integrating spiritual direction, psychology, and somatic awareness to address trauma's impact on our relationship with God. We discuss the importance of involving the body in spiritual healing and the role trauma plays in shaping our religious scripts. This episode encourages a spirit of curiosity towards healing, self-love, and deeper intimacy with God through a trauma-informed perspective.Watch this recording on YouTube.Follow me on my Instagram account @animann for more material on the integration journey and subscribe to my monthly reflections on Begin Again.RESOURCESEdwina Yeow's website.Other episodes with Edwina YeowTRANSCRIPTAvailable here.REFLECTION PROMPTWhich part of this conversation resonated with you the most? What could God be inviting you to ponder with him in your heart about the fears you have of losing his love for you?Support the Show.SUBSCRIBE | FOLLOW | SUPPORTSocial Media:Follow Becoming Me Podcast on Facebook & InstagramFollow Ann Yeong on Facebook & InstagramWebsite:Visit www.becomingmepodcast.com to leave me a message and sign up for my newsletter! To see where else you can connect with me or my content, click HERE.Support the Show:Monthly Support (starting at USD$3)One-time DonationLeave a Review:If this podcast has blessed you, please leave a review by clicking here.

The great commission isn't about making Jesus King. He is already King. It's about living under His rule while announcing His coronation to the world. In this message by Pastor Dave, we learn how to best experience and enjoy the Christ's reign over us.

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 Frisky Boosters arrange a Postseason Roadtrip Doubleheader. By  Swampcooler.. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “What happened to you last night?” Janelle asked, the next day on the phone. “I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,” Augie said. “Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her husband and I had to calm her down.” “No problem.” “You left your underwear.” “I know. I realized that later.” “Good thing I found it before Jeff did.” “Right. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again.” “Good idea. We both should take care of our needs.” “He was incredible. Fucking amazing.” Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the party plan, and what happened afterward. “And I'll tell you something else, girl,” Janelle continued. “That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a wild animal.” “God, you're getting me wet,” Lexi said. “Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce?” “Only five or six times. Why?” “That kid was Augie!” It was not that easy for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the practices, and the games. They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten minutes later she rang his bell. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his cock, and rang his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, and she was back out the door. The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren't close by. “You know, I'm not the only mom that has had their eye on you,” Janelle said to him at one point. “Really? Who else?” he asked. “Well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at home but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie: A blonde, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony.” She winked at him. “Maybe we should set up a five-way,” he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard. She smiled and tilted her head. “You think you could handle that?” “I dunno. Be fun to try.” Janelle laughed and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it. By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three series against a team from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour drive away. The boys and coaches would stay in barracks and eat at the mess hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. Most of the parents got hotel rooms nearby. The first game was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a tight one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a hole. To win the series they would have to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday. After the boys had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the team in the hands of his assistant coach, and a couple dads that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that she and a few other moms were all staying at the Holiday Inn right outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all relax, party a little, or cry in their beers, or ‘whatever'. It was the ‘whatever' that Augie was looking forward to. The booster moms had a table against the wall. They didn't stay seated for long. There was a deejay playing requests, and they were dancing most of the time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the other moms knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew he & Janelle were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn't been there two minutes before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor. Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dark hair was pulled back, and her taut cheeks and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was compact, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and crotch like paint. And she knew how to shake it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty exertions, came a slow dance. She smelled wonderful, Augie thought, like a fresh carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slip between his legs and her tits pressed against his stomach. At the end of the song she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth. He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would fuck again. They slow-danced on a tune and kissed through some of it. Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when little Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the dance floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even make it through the first song. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘Yeow, what the hell was that?', he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her face, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her teeth into the supple flesh at the base of his neck, deeper this time. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought. He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna. “What's the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.” “She left in a huff? I should be the one leaving in a huff,” he said. “What happened?” Lexi asked. “She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage. “Ooh,” they cooed in unison. “Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.” The three of them didn't say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the other patrons. “What happened to Kayla?” Janelle said. “She was flirtin' with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,” said Lexi. “She likes young white guys, I guess.” They both looked at Augie, eyes to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer. “Looks like it's just the three of us,” Janelle said. “Want to come up to our room? Have a little party?” He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the heat of their eyes clear down to his dick. All he could do was nod. The women rose from the table and gathered their things. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime. Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the room: closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but candles burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took care of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to face him. “It's been a while,” she said, and put her arms around him. “Have you missed me?” “I have,” he said, his hand on her hip. “We're going to take care of you tonight.” She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing force, and he made sure she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch. “Damn, girl, you look dynamite,” Janelle said. “Good enough to eat.” “Good idea,” Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, deep and long and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well. “Help Augie get his clothes off, I'll be right back,” Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom. Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said, “If you are half as good in bed as you are on the ball field or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight.” Her mouth collided with his and her tongue shot into his mouth, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and balls. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips. “Let's get you naked,” she said. She took care of his pants while he took care of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became naked before him. He was amazed at her body, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and hard as brick, muscled shoulders and arms, ripped quads. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member. As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first time that on the nightstand to his right were several oils and lubes and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open. “Damn girl,” Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's dick in her mouth. “You couldn't wait?” “Well, come on,” Lexi said, and went back down. Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him. His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's mouth and getting off on the sweet friction of her lips around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's nipple into his mouth. For several minutes Augie sucked tits while getting head. When he came up for air he said to Janelle, “I want to eat your pussy.” “Oh, God, you're reading my mind,” Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his mouth. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face. “Hey, I want some of that too,” Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth. “Maybe later,” Janelle huffed while grinding her crotch into Augie's face. Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn't want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his cock, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her cunt, and the cozy tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his. Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each slap of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone: One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a rockin' as he pounded one pussy as best he could from the bottom up and ate the other. This was really happening! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi. Janelle was sitting on Augie's face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's cock, facing the wall, her hands holding Janelle's breasts, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clit and cunt juice. Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill: He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder. “He's coming, Lexi,” she said. “Ugh, ugh. And so am I!” Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt muscles went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's cock like a pile driver. “Me too!” she blurted. Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar rush and his mouth filled with her fluid and her taste. Within seconds Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘Oh, fuck!', Lexi's body shimmied, she dropped the weight of her body onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process. She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their hands on him, all over him. And they rested. But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four tits, two pussies, and one cock. Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle's neatly trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a finger slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions. Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her mouth while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck pussy. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle horn. His dick felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He'd come in Janelle's mouth before, but he wanted this to last. Lexi's clit was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every little munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his face. He reached around behind her. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in time with her movements. “Oh, yes!” she squawked. She pushed harder. Augie's fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion. “Oh, shit. Oh fuck,” Lexi barked. Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it. “Oh my God,” she said. “I'm coming.” Lexi reared up like a poked pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisty torrent. It would take a few moments more for Lexi's body to cease its gyrations and for her to back off and remove her pussy from his face. Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi's asshole protrusion. He shook it gently and said, “What's this?” “That's my butt plug,” Lexi said. “Really?” “Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there.” “She likes it like that,” Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth. “Oh yeah?” Augie said. “Let me see.” Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake right at the top of her ass crack. “Hey, nice tattoo,” Augie said. “It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass.” “Right,” Lexi said. “You take that plug out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that?” “Uh huh,” Augie groaned. Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘Good', then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his cock deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him. They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down. Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her face between Janelle's thighs. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his knees, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy. He spread her cheeks and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with little resistance. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it good. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug. He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his eyes closed, when he felt his cum rising. He started hitting it harder, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it. Soon, he could tell by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss. It was a long night. After another round of creative couplings and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m. “I have to go,” he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor. “You're leaving?” Lexi said. “It's pretty late. You're welcome to stay.” “Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the boys wake up this morning. And I need to get some sleep. We might be playing a doubleheader today.” He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a little squeeze goodbye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks. There was no need for a second game that day. Augie's team was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in doubt. Their pitcher didn't have it, the fielders didn't field, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the happiest end to their season. “Tough game, Coach,” Janelle said, after the game. “Yep, it wasn't our day that's for sure,” he said. “And I was out of it the whole game. Good thing it wasn't a close game. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able to make any sharp decisions.” “What do you mean?” “I'm tired. I'm hungover.” “Hungover? You didn't drink much last night.” “I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex!” Janelle smiled. “You poor boy!” Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last night and would hold the loss against him. With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn't work out that way. He talked to her several times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to find the time to hook up. Summer was winding down and school was starting up for the boys, so she had commitments almost everyday and there was virtually no opportunity for them to meet, much less be discreet. Plus, he had a feeling that every parent of every boy on the team had a good idea what had gone on in that hotel room the night before that last game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't contact her. He thought it would be too awkward, and figured she would have the same back-to-school hectic schedule as Janelle. He wouldn't soon forget her sweet ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again next year if they signed up, so that was something to look forward to. A few weeks went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wednesday night he got a phone call. It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his left fielder, a tall, lanky black kid, a good ballplayer with a good arm and quick as a jackrabbit. "Hello, Augie. It's Kayla. Jaylan's mom." "Of course, yes," he croaked, nervous. "How are you?" "I'm fine. And you?" "Doing well, thank you." He closed his eyes, pictured her at the games: Tall and lean, athletic, black frizzy hair, smooth dark skin, big smile, white teeth, tight jeans, tube top. "Look, Augie," she said. "I heard you are really good with computers, that's what you do for a living, right? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop and I was wondering if you could help me." "I don't know, maybe. What's the problem?" "It's hard to describe. I'll be worki

 Frisky Boosters arrange a Postseason Roadtrip Doubleheader. By  Swampcooler.. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “What happened to you last night?” Janelle asked, the next day on the phone. “I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,” Augie said. “Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her husband and I had to calm her down.” “No problem.” “You left your underwear.” “I know. I realized that later.” “Good thing I found it before Jeff did.” “Right. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again.” “Good idea. We both should take care of our needs.” “He was incredible. Fucking amazing.” Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the party plan, and what happened afterward. “And I'll tell you something else, girl,” Janelle continued. “That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a wild animal.” “God, you're getting me wet,” Lexi said. “Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce?” “Only five or six times. Why?” “That kid was Augie!” It was not that easy for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the practices, and the games. They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten minutes later she rang his bell. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his cock, and rang his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, and she was back out the door. The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren't close by. “You know, I'm not the only mom that has had their eye on you,” Janelle said to him at one point. “Really? Who else?” he asked. “Well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at home but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie: A blonde, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony.” She winked at him. “Maybe we should set up a five-way,” he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard. She smiled and tilted her head. “You think you could handle that?” “I dunno. Be fun to try.” Janelle laughed and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it. By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three series against a team from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour drive away. The boys and coaches would stay in barracks and eat at the mess hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. Most of the parents got hotel rooms nearby. The first game was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a tight one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a hole. To win the series they would have to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday. After the boys had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the team in the hands of his assistant coach, and a couple dads that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that she and a few other moms were all staying at the Holiday Inn right outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all relax, party a little, or cry in their beers, or ‘whatever'. It was the ‘whatever' that Augie was looking forward to. The booster moms had a table against the wall. They didn't stay seated for long. There was a deejay playing requests, and they were dancing most of the time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the other moms knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew he & Janelle were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn't been there two minutes before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor. Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dark hair was pulled back, and her taut cheeks and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was compact, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and crotch like paint. And she knew how to shake it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty exertions, came a slow dance. She smelled wonderful, Augie thought, like a fresh carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slip between his legs and her tits pressed against his stomach. At the end of the song she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth. He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would fuck again. They slow-danced on a tune and kissed through some of it. Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when little Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the dance floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even make it through the first song. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘Yeow, what the hell was that?', he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her face, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her teeth into the supple flesh at the base of his neck, deeper this time. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought. He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna. “What's the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.” “She left in a huff? I should be the one leaving in a huff,” he said. “What happened?” Lexi asked. “She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage. “Ooh,” they cooed in unison. “Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.” The three of them didn't say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the other patrons. “What happened to Kayla?” Janelle said. “She was flirtin' with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,” said Lexi. “She likes young white guys, I guess.” They both looked at Augie, eyes to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer. “Looks like it's just the three of us,” Janelle said. “Want to come up to our room? Have a little party?” He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the heat of their eyes clear down to his dick. All he could do was nod. The women rose from the table and gathered their things. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime. Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the room: closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but candles burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took care of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to face him. “It's been a while,” she said, and put her arms around him. “Have you missed me?” “I have,” he said, his hand on her hip. “We're going to take care of you tonight.” She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing force, and he made sure she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch. “Damn, girl, you look dynamite,” Janelle said. “Good enough to eat.” “Good idea,” Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, deep and long and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well. “Help Augie get his clothes off, I'll be right back,” Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom. Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said, “If you are half as good in bed as you are on the ball field or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight.” Her mouth collided with his and her tongue shot into his mouth, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and balls. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips. “Let's get you naked,” she said. She took care of his pants while he took care of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became naked before him. He was amazed at her body, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and hard as brick, muscled shoulders and arms, ripped quads. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member. As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first time that on the nightstand to his right were several oils and lubes and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open. “Damn girl,” Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's dick in her mouth. “You couldn't wait?” “Well, come on,” Lexi said, and went back down. Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him. His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's mouth and getting off on the sweet friction of her lips around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's nipple into his mouth. For several minutes Augie sucked tits while getting head. When he came up for air he said to Janelle, “I want to eat your pussy.” “Oh, God, you're reading my mind,” Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his mouth. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face. “Hey, I want some of that too,” Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth. “Maybe later,” Janelle huffed while grinding her crotch into Augie's face. Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn't want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his cock, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her cunt, and the cozy tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his. Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each slap of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone: One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a rockin' as he pounded one pussy as best he could from the bottom up and ate the other. This was really happening! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi. Janelle was sitting on Augie's face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's cock, facing the wall, her hands holding Janelle's breasts, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clit and cunt juice. Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill: He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder. “He's coming, Lexi,” she said. “Ugh, ugh. And so am I!” Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt muscles went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's cock like a pile driver. “Me too!” she blurted. Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar rush and his mouth filled with her fluid and her taste. Within seconds Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘Oh, fuck!', Lexi's body shimmied, she dropped the weight of her body onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process. She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their hands on him, all over him. And they rested. But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four tits, two pussies, and one cock. Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle's neatly trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a finger slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions. Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her mouth while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck pussy. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle horn. His dick felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He'd come in Janelle's mouth before, but he wanted this to last. Lexi's clit was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every little munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his face. He reached around behind her. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in time with her movements. “Oh, yes!” she squawked. She pushed harder. Augie's fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion. “Oh, shit. Oh fuck,” Lexi barked. Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it. “Oh my God,” she said. “I'm coming.” Lexi reared up like a poked pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisty torrent. It would take a few moments more for Lexi's body to cease its gyrations and for her to back off and remove her pussy from his face. Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi's asshole protrusion. He shook it gently and said, “What's this?” “That's my butt plug,” Lexi said. “Really?” “Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there.” “She likes it like that,” Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth. “Oh yeah?” Augie said. “Let me see.” Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake right at the top of her ass crack. “Hey, nice tattoo,” Augie said. “It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass.” “Right,” Lexi said. “You take that plug out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that?” “Uh huh,” Augie groaned. Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘Good', then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his cock deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him. They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down. Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her face between Janelle's thighs. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his knees, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy. He spread her cheeks and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with little resistance. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it good. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug. He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his eyes closed, when he felt his cum rising. He started hitting it harder, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it. Soon, he could tell by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss. It was a long night. After another round of creative couplings and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m. “I have to go,” he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor. “You're leaving?” Lexi said. “It's pretty late. You're welcome to stay.” “Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the boys wake up this morning. And I need to get some sleep. We might be playing a doubleheader today.” He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a little squeeze goodbye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks. There was no need for a second game that day. Augie's team was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in doubt. Their pitcher didn't have it, the fielders didn't field, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the happiest end to their season. “Tough game, Coach,” Janelle said, after the game. “Yep, it wasn't our day that's for sure,” he said. “And I was out of it the whole game. Good thing it wasn't a close game. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able to make any sharp decisions.” “What do you mean?” “I'm tired. I'm hungover.” “Hungover? You didn't drink much last night.” “I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex!” Janelle smiled. “You poor boy!” Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last night and would hold the loss against him. With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn't work out that way. He talked to her several times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to find the time to hook up. Summer was winding down and school was starting up for the boys, so she had commitments almost everyday and there was virtually no opportunity for them to meet, much less be discreet. Plus, he had a feeling that every parent of every boy on the team had a good idea what had gone on in that hotel room the night before that last game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't contact her. He thought it would be too awkward, and figured she would have the same back-to-school hectic schedule as Janelle. He wouldn't soon forget her sweet ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again next year if they signed up, so that was something to look forward to. A few weeks went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wednesday night he got a phone call. It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his left fielder, a tall, lanky black kid, a good ballplayer with a good arm and quick as a jackrabbit. "Hello, Augie. It's Kayla. Jaylan's mom." "Of course, yes," he croaked, nervous. "How are you?" "I'm fine. And you?" "Doing well, thank you." He closed his eyes, pictured her at the games: Tall and lean, athletic, black frizzy hair, smooth dark skin, big smile, white teeth, tight jeans, tube top. "Look, Augie," she said. "I heard you are really good with computers, that's what you do for a living, right? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop and I was wondering if you could help me." "I don't know, maybe. What's the problem?" "It's hard to describe. I'll be worki

 Frisky Boosters arrange a Postseason Roadtrip Doubleheader. By  Swampcooler.. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “What happened to you last night?” Janelle asked, the next day on the phone. “I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,” Augie said. “Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her husband and I had to calm her down.” “No problem.” “You left your underwear.” “I know. I realized that later.” “Good thing I found it before Jeff did.” “Right. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again.” “Good idea. We both should take care of our needs.” “He was incredible. Fucking amazing.” Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the party plan, and what happened afterward. “And I'll tell you something else, girl,” Janelle continued. “That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a wild animal.” “God, you're getting me wet,” Lexi said. “Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce?” “Only five or six times. Why?” “That kid was Augie!” It was not that easy for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the practices, and the games. They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten minutes later she rang his bell. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his cock, and rang his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, and she was back out the door. The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren't close by. “You know, I'm not the only mom that has had their eye on you,” Janelle said to him at one point. “Really? Who else?” he asked. “Well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at home but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie: A blonde, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony.” She winked at him. “Maybe we should set up a five-way,” he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard. She smiled and tilted her head. “You think you could handle that?” “I dunno. Be fun to try.” Janelle laughed and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it. By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three series against a team from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour drive away. The boys and coaches would stay in barracks and eat at the mess hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. Most of the parents got hotel rooms nearby. The first game was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a tight one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a hole. To win the series they would have to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday. After the boys had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the team in the hands of his assistant coach, and a couple dads that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that she and a few other moms were all staying at the Holiday Inn right outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all relax, party a little, or cry in their beers, or ‘whatever'. It was the ‘whatever' that Augie was looking forward to. The booster moms had a table against the wall. They didn't stay seated for long. There was a deejay playing requests, and they were dancing most of the time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the other moms knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew he & Janelle were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn't been there two minutes before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor. Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dark hair was pulled back, and her taut cheeks and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was compact, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and crotch like paint. And she knew how to shake it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty exertions, came a slow dance. She smelled wonderful, Augie thought, like a fresh carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slip between his legs and her tits pressed against his stomach. At the end of the song she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth. He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would fuck again. They slow-danced on a tune and kissed through some of it. Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when little Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the dance floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even make it through the first song. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘Yeow, what the hell was that?', he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her face, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her teeth into the supple flesh at the base of his neck, deeper this time. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought. He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna. “What's the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.” “She left in a huff? I should be the one leaving in a huff,” he said. “What happened?” Lexi asked. “She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage. “Ooh,” they cooed in unison. “Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.” The three of them didn't say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the other patrons. “What happened to Kayla?” Janelle said. “She was flirtin' with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,” said Lexi. “She likes young white guys, I guess.” They both looked at Augie, eyes to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer. “Looks like it's just the three of us,” Janelle said. “Want to come up to our room? Have a little party?” He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the heat of their eyes clear down to his dick. All he could do was nod. The women rose from the table and gathered their things. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime. Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the room: closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but candles burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took care of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to face him. “It's been a while,” she said, and put her arms around him. “Have you missed me?” “I have,” he said, his hand on her hip. “We're going to take care of you tonight.” She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing force, and he made sure she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch. “Damn, girl, you look dynamite,” Janelle said. “Good enough to eat.” “Good idea,” Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, deep and long and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well. “Help Augie get his clothes off, I'll be right back,” Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom. Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said, “If you are half as good in bed as you are on the ball field or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight.” Her mouth collided with his and her tongue shot into his mouth, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and balls. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips. “Let's get you naked,” she said. She took care of his pants while he took care of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became naked before him. He was amazed at her body, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and hard as brick, muscled shoulders and arms, ripped quads. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member. As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first time that on the nightstand to his right were several oils and lubes and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open. “Damn girl,” Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's dick in her mouth. “You couldn't wait?” “Well, come on,” Lexi said, and went back down. Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him. His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's mouth and getting off on the sweet friction of her lips around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's nipple into his mouth. For several minutes Augie sucked tits while getting head. When he came up for air he said to Janelle, “I want to eat your pussy.” “Oh, God, you're reading my mind,” Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his mouth. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face. “Hey, I want some of that too,” Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth. “Maybe later,” Janelle huffed while grinding her crotch into Augie's face. Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn't want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his cock, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her cunt, and the cozy tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his. Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each slap of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone: One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a rockin' as he pounded one pussy as best he could from the bottom up and ate the other. This was really happening! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi. Janelle was sitting on Augie's face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's cock, facing the wall, her hands holding Janelle's breasts, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clit and cunt juice. Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill: He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder. “He's coming, Lexi,” she said. “Ugh, ugh. And so am I!” Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt muscles went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's cock like a pile driver. “Me too!” she blurted. Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar rush and his mouth filled with her fluid and her taste. Within seconds Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘Oh, fuck!', Lexi's body shimmied, she dropped the weight of her body onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process. She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their hands on him, all over him. And they rested. But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four tits, two pussies, and one cock. Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle's neatly trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a finger slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions. Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her mouth while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck pussy. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle horn. His dick felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He'd come in Janelle's mouth before, but he wanted this to last. Lexi's clit was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every little munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his face. He reached around behind her. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in time with her movements. “Oh, yes!” she squawked. She pushed harder. Augie's fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion. “Oh, shit. Oh fuck,” Lexi barked. Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it. “Oh my God,” she said. “I'm coming.” Lexi reared up like a poked pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisty torrent. It would take a few moments more for Lexi's body to cease its gyrations and for her to back off and remove her pussy from his face. Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi's asshole protrusion. He shook it gently and said, “What's this?” “That's my butt plug,” Lexi said. “Really?” “Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there.” “She likes it like that,” Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth. “Oh yeah?” Augie said. “Let me see.” Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake right at the top of her ass crack. “Hey, nice tattoo,” Augie said. “It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass.” “Right,” Lexi said. “You take that plug out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that?” “Uh huh,” Augie groaned. Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘Good', then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his cock deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him. They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down. Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her face between Janelle's thighs. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his knees, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy. He spread her cheeks and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with little resistance. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it good. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug. He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his eyes closed, when he felt his cum rising. He started hitting it harder, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it. Soon, he could tell by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss. It was a long night. After another round of creative couplings and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m. “I have to go,” he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor. “You're leaving?” Lexi said. “It's pretty late. You're welcome to stay.” “Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the boys wake up this morning. And I need to get some sleep. We might be playing a doubleheader today.” He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a little squeeze goodbye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks. There was no need for a second game that day. Augie's team was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in doubt. Their pitcher didn't have it, the fielders didn't field, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the happiest end to their season. “Tough game, Coach,” Janelle said, after the game. “Yep, it wasn't our day that's for sure,” he said. “And I was out of it the whole game. Good thing it wasn't a close game. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able to make any sharp decisions.” “What do you mean?” “I'm tired. I'm hungover.” “Hungover? You didn't drink much last night.” “I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex!” Janelle smiled. “You poor boy!” Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last night and would hold the loss against him. With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn't work out that way. He talked to her several times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to find the time to hook up. Summer was winding down and school was starting up for the boys, so she had commitments almost everyday and there was virtually no opportunity for them to meet, much less be discreet. Plus, he had a feeling that every parent of every boy on the team had a good idea what had gone on in that hotel room the night before that last game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't contact her. He thought it would be too awkward, and figured she would have the same back-to-school hectic schedule as Janelle. He wouldn't soon forget her sweet ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again next year if they signed up, so that was something to look forward to. A few weeks went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wednesday night he got a phone call. It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his left fielder, a tall, lanky black kid, a good ballplayer with a good arm and quick as a jackrabbit. "Hello, Augie. It's Kayla. Jaylan's mom." "Of course, yes," he croaked, nervous. "How are you?" "I'm fine. And you?" "Doing well, thank you." He closed his eyes, pictured her at the games: Tall and lean, athletic, black frizzy hair, smooth dark skin, big smile, white teeth, tight jeans, tube top. "Look, Augie," she said. "I heard you are really good with computers, that's what you do for a living, right? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop and I was wondering if you could help me." "I don't know, maybe. What's the problem?" "It's hard to describe. I'll be worki

Have you ever regretted after snapping at someone or blowing your fuse? Realising too late that the damage is done? Wondering what set you off in the first place? In this message by Pastor Dave, we learn that when we don't feed our souls the right food, we can end up negatively affecting the people around us, just like when we get hangry.

Welcome to our first Q+R Sunday! We'll be attempting to respond to some questions submitted by our members and their friends. Pastor Dave will be unpacking some questions like "Do Christians and Muslims worship the same God?", "What is speaking in tongues?" and "Why is the blood of Jesus powerful?". We hope this blesses your walk with Jesus.

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Many of us want to share the good news of God to others, we know we should. But our fears often get in our way. In this message by Pastor Dave we are reminded of the wonderful truth that we are not alone in this endeavour. The Holy Spirit is with us! And He is the one that will help us to share how God happened to us and He is the one who seals the deal.

Our lives can be ruled by three things - our pride, our fears and the impulses of our flesh. In this message by Pr Dave, we learn, like King Nebuchadnezzar, to let God rule in our lives to overcome these three things, by acknowledging Him, by worshipping Him and by engaging with Him each day.

The Bible tells us that Jesus came to set us free. But often times we end up abusing that freedom. In this message by Pastor Dave, we learn how to escape the destructive side of freedom but realising that we have been set free to belong, behave and be about the Father's business.

Yeow! Tej here and today I wanted to introduce you to a brand new free-flowing conversation that I cooked up with David Sutcliffe…  David is on the cutting edge of what it means to embody true masculinity while being connected to spirit, so it was an absolute blast to speak with him (David's been a huge inspiration to me for years and something tells me that he's going to play a LEADING role in helping humanity level up in consciousness).  Inside this conversation, we hit record and went wherever the moment took us. Ranging from experiencing murderous rage to Hollywood stories to facilitating and guiding people back to their authentic nature to how to embody presence in the midst of difficult experiences to so much more (including what it does to a person's psyche to go from working at a restaurant to breaking through in Hollywood and becoming the man practically overnight).  All in all this conversation filled me with tremendous joy and fulfillment, so I cannot wait for you to hear it!  Enjoy. Your friend,  /tej  P.S. For more on David, you can check out all his links here.  

New wine needs to be put into new wineskins; a new year requires new perspective. In this message by Pastor Dave we discover the importance of having the right attitude, posture and source when it comes to faith. Join us as we start the new year cultivating the new habit of sitting sincerely with scripture.

Remembering that Jesus is the reason for the Christmas season is important. But that remembrance must lead to action, otherwise it's pointless. In this message by Pastor Dave we are reminded that Christmas leads to our reposition, repair and rejoicing. Now that is good news indeed!

If we are saved by grace through faith -what kind of faith do you have? Is it a faith that's dead or alive? In this message by Pastor Dave we are reminded that our faith is like a pair of scissors. Our belief and actions must work together to please God. Otherwise our faith is no better than that of demons.

Lydia is an Olympic gold medallist, a Yogini, an Entrepreneur, Keynote Speaker, a Vision Seeker, and a lover of all things nature. She has a deep passion for helping people find their true zone. The flow zone. She does this through her business(es), Zone by Lydia, Body Ice & sharing the love to as many people as she possibly can. Her story is awesome. From being pulled out of a gymnastics career, to find herself poppin off massive jumps in the snow to become a world class aerial skier, where she went on to win a bunch olympic medals. one of them being gold. Yeow!!  She has a bunch of golden nuggets for us through this interview. All things, vision, being in the zone, manifestation, preparation, determination, courage, truth & self-love, responsibility, staying accountable and much more. We'll have to bring her back for a second round to get the rest. Stay tuned. In the meantime, you can find and connect with Lydia on the below. BTW, if you want to get your hands on some of the the gear at Zone By Lydia, she has kindly offered the podcast listeners a discount code  - TOMMY15. Get in it. The clothes are epic. https://www.instagram.com/lydialassila/https://www.zonebylydia.com/https://bodyice.com/Feel free to share this poddy to whoever you think needs to hear it. Rock on and lotsa love!!Tommy www.instagram.com/tommykende

We can try to chase after different things in this world in order to satisfy us but Jesus is the only one who can truly do that. In this message by Pastor Dave, we learn that Jesus is the answer to all of our thirst. He comes near to us and gives us living water so that we do not need to thirst any more.

Missions - whether crossing cultures or crossing the street is one of the key tenets of being a follower of Jesus. But sadly many of us often come up with various excuses on why it's not for us. In this message by Pastor Dave, we are confronted with God's truth and discover the error of our excuses. Learning that missions is not about our style, that it's still possible even when we feel scared or not skilled enough.

If God is good why are there problems in my life? The problem is not with God but how we should look at our problems. Could it be that there is a purpose to our pain? Or that a testimony can be birthed out of our tragedy. In this message by Pastor Dave, we learn that because Jesus has overcome the world so can we!

Caretaker Chief Minister of Penang Chow Kon Yeow is seeking a renewed mandate for a second term. The elections come as Penang voters are grappling with the cooperation between PH and BN, controversial development projects, and perceptions of unequal development between the island and mainland. On this episode of #ConsiderThis Melisa Idris speaks to Caretaker Chief Minister of Penang Chow Kon Yeow about his chances for re-election in the upcoming state polls.

Jesus said that His food is to do the will of the Father & to finish His work! That must also be our desire! To live in obedience and to take part in the Great Commission! In this message by Pastor Dave, we look at Jesus instruction for His followers to be salt & light in this world. And how our reputation & representation can lead to conviction & conversion.

Eyelash serums have exploded in recent years - offering an accessible and affordable way for all of us to cultivate longer and more luscious eyelashes but... how do we keep our eyes safe? This episode we speak with Darran Yeow, Optometrist at Insightful Eye Care to chat through the dangers of some lash serum ingredients. Dr Yeow walks us through what to avoid, what ingredients to look out for and what other cosmetic products pose a risk to your eye health? SPECIAL THANKS TO OUR GUEST:Darran Yeow, Optometrist at Insightful Eye Care  GET IN TOUCH: Got a beauty question you want answered?  Email us at youbeauty@mamamia.com.au or call the podphone on 02 8999 9386.  Join our You Beauty Facebook Group here. Want this and other podcasts delivered straight to your inbox? Subscribe to our podcast newsletter. You Beauty is a podcast by Mamamia. Listen to more Mamamia podcasts here. CREDITS: Host: Sharon Hunt Executive Producer: Talissa Bazaz Assistant production: Tahli Blackman Audio Producer: Leah Porges Mamamia acknowledges the Traditional Owners of the Land we have recorded this podcast on, the Gadigal people of the Eora Nation. We pay our respects to their Elders past and present, and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander cultures. Just by reading our articles or listening to our podcasts, you're helping to fund girls in schools in some of the most disadvantaged countries in the world - through our partnership with Room to Read. We're currently funding 300 girls in school every day and our aim is to get to 1,000. Find out more about Mamamia at mamamia.com.auBecome a Mamamia subscriber: https://www.mamamia.com.au/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Episode 69  In this episode I speak with soul guide and companion Edwina Yeow of Anam Cara Ministries about pace in the interior journey. We share our own experiences of the struggle to slow down, breaking through the compartmentalisation between sacred and secular, and soaking in God's love instead of striving to prove ourselves.Share this episode via this episode page.RESOURCE If you are unfamiliar with Ignatian Contemplation (which is mentioned in this episode) you can find out more here.CHAPTER MARKERS(00:03:34) - Introduction(00:05:26) - Becoming Spiritual Companions(00:11:07) - Why we Struggle to Slow Down(00:21:21) - Going Fast to Avoid Facing the Truth of our Scripts(00:38:19) - Beyond Compartmentalising Sacred VS Secular(00:45:47) - Soaking in God's Love Instead of Proving Ourselves(00:54:38) - Soul Spa & Relaxing with God(01:13:47) - Praxis Prompts(01:15:34) - ConclusionAvailable here.Support the showSUBSCRIBE | FOLLOW | SUPPORTSocial Media:Follow Becoming Me Podcast on Facebook & InstagramFollow Ann Yeong on Facebook & InstagramWebsite:Visit www.becomingmepodcast.com to leave me a message and sign up for my newsletter! To see where else you can connect with me or my content, click HERE.Support the Show:Monthly Support (starting at USD$3)One-time DonationLeave a Review:If this podcast has blessed you, please leave a review by clicking here.

As a proud and passionate restaurant owner, Vincent Yeow Lim takes after his father and grandfather in the family tradition of Chinese cooking. Lim makes a delicious case to elevate the reputation of Chinese food, sharing why the comforting flavors behind iconic dishes -- like a hearty helping of perfectly made fried rice -- come from a long line of love, nostalgia and mastery that deserves to be recognized. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

As a proud and passionate restaurant owner, Vincent Yeow Lim takes after his father and grandfather in the family tradition of Chinese cooking. Lim makes a delicious case to elevate the reputation of Chinese food, sharing why the comforting flavors behind iconic dishes -- like a hearty helping of perfectly made fried rice -- come from a long line of love, nostalgia and mastery that deserves to be recognized.

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As a proud and passionate restaurant owner, Vincent Yeow Lim takes after his father and grandfather in the family tradition of Chinese cooking. Lim makes a delicious case to elevate the reputation of Chinese food, sharing why the comforting flavors behind iconic dishes -- like a hearty helping of perfectly made fried rice -- come from a long line of love, nostalgia and mastery that deserves to be recognized.

As a proud and passionate restaurant owner, Vincent Yeow Lim takes after his father and grandfather in the family tradition of Chinese cooking. Lim makes a delicious case to elevate the reputation of Chinese food, sharing why the comforting flavors behind iconic dishes -- like a hearty helping of perfectly made fried rice -- come from a long line of love, nostalgia and mastery that deserves to be recognized.

As a proud and passionate restaurant owner, Vincent Yeow Lim takes after his father and grandfather in the family tradition of Chinese cooking. Lim makes a delicious case to elevate the reputation of Chinese food, sharing why the comforting flavors behind iconic dishes -- like a hearty helping of perfectly made fried rice -- come from a long line of love, nostalgia and mastery that deserves to be recognized.

Restaurateur fier et passionné, Vincent Yeow Lim s'inspire de son père et de son grand-père dans la tradition familiale de la cuisine chinoise. Il fait une démonstration savoureuse pour la réputation de la cuisine chinoise, expliquant pourquoi les saveurs réconfortantes derrière les plats emblématiques - comme une copieuse portion de riz frit parfaitement préparé - proviennent d'une longue lignée d'amour, de nostalgie et de maîtrise qui mérite d'être reconnue.

Como dueño de restaurante orgulloso y apasionado, Vincent Yeow Lim sigue la tradición familiar de la cocina china al igual que su padre y abuelo. Lim presenta un caso delicioso para elevar la reputación de la comida china, compartiendo por qué los sabores reconfortantes detrás de platos icónicos, como una generosa porción de arroz frito perfectamente preparado, provienen de una larga línea de amor, nostalgia y maestría que merece ser reconocida.

Summer Baseball Booster Club: part 2 - Frisky Boosters arrange a Postseason Roadtrip Doubleheader. (group sex) By  Swampcooler. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.“What happened to you last night?” Janelle asked, the next day on the phone.“I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,” Augie said.“Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her husband and I had to calm her down.”“No problem.”“You left your underwear.”“I know. I realized that later.”“Good thing I found it before Jeff did.”“Right. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again.”“Good idea. We both should take care of our needs.”“He was incredible. Fucking amazing.”Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the party plan, and what happened afterward. “And I'll tell you something else, girl,” Janelle continued. “That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a wild animal.”“God, you're getting me wet,” Lexi said.“Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce?”“Only five or six times. Why?”“That kid was Augie!”It was not that easy for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the practices, and the games.They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten minutes later she rang his bell. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his cock, and rang his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, and she was back out the door.The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren't close by.“You know, I'm not the only mom that has had their eye on you,” Janelle said to him at one point.“Really? Who else?” he asked.“Well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at home but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie: A blonde, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony.” She winked at him.“Maybe we should set up a five-way,” he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard.She smiled and tilted her head. “You think you could handle that?”“I dunno. Be fun to try.”Janelle laughed and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it.By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three series against a team from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour drive away. The boys and coaches would stay in barracks and eat at the mess hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. Most of the parents got hotel rooms nearby.The first game was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a tight one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a hole. To win the series they would have to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday.After the boys had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the team in the hands of his assistant coach, and a couple dads that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that she and a few other moms were all staying at the Holiday Inn right outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all relax, party a little, or cry in their beers, or ‘whatever'. It was the ‘whatever' that Augie was looking forward to.The booster moms had a table against the wall. They didn't stay seated for long. There was a deejay playing requests, and they were dancing most of the time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the other moms knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew he & Janelle were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn't been there two minutes before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor.Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dark hair was pulled back, and her taut cheeks and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was compact, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and crotch like paint. And she knew how to shake it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty exertions, came a slow dance. She smelled wonderful, Augie thought, like a fresh carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slip between his legs and her tits pressed against his stomach. At the end of the song she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth.He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would fuck again. They slow-danced on a tune and kissed through some of it.Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when little Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the dance floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even make it through the first song. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘Yeow, what the hell was that?', he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her face, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her teeth into the supple flesh at the base of his neck, deeper this time. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought.He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna.“What's the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.”“She left in a huff? I should be the one leaving in a huff,” he said.“What happened?” Lexi asked.“She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage.“Ooh,” they cooed in unison.“Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.”The three of them didn't say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the other patrons.“What happened to Kayla?” Janelle said.“She was flirtin' with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,” said Lexi. “She likes young white guys, I guess.”They both looked at Augie, eyes to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer.“Looks like it's just the three of us,” Janelle said. “Want to come up to our room? Have a little party?”He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the heat of their eyes clear down to his dick. All he could do was nod.The women rose from the table and gathered their things. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime.Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the room: closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but candles burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took care of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to face him.“It's been a while,” she said, and put her arms around him. “Have you missed me?”“I have,” he said, his hand on her hip.“We're going to take care of you tonight.”She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing force, and he made sure she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch.“Damn, girl, you look dynamite,” Janelle said. “Good enough to eat.”“Good idea,” Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, deep and long and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well.“Help Augie get his clothes off, I'll be right back,” Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom.Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said, “If you are half as good in bed as you are on the ball field or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight.”Her mouth collided with his and her tongue shot into his mouth, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and balls. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips.“Let's get you naked,” she said.She took care of his pants while he took care of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became naked before him. He was amazed at her body, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and hard as brick, muscled shoulders and arms, ripped quads. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member.As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first time that on the nightstand to his right were several oils and lubes and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open.“Damn girl,” Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's dick in her mouth. “You couldn't wait?”“Well, come on,” Lexi said, and went back down.Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him.His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's mouth and getting off on the sweet friction of her lips around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's nipple into his mouth.For several minutes Augie sucked tits while getting head. When he came up for air he said to Janelle, “I want to eat your pussy.”“Oh, God, you're reading my mind,” Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his mouth. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face.“Hey, I want some of that too,” Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth.“Maybe later,” Janelle huffed while grinding her crotch into Augie's face.Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn't want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his cock, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her cunt, and the cozy tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his.Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each slap of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone: One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a rockin' as he pounded one pussy as best he could from the bottom up and ate the other. This was really happening! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi.Janelle was sitting on Augie's face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's cock, facing the wall, her hands holding Janelle's breasts, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clit and cunt juice.Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill: He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder.“He's coming, Lexi,” she said. “Ugh, ugh. And so am I!”Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt muscles went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's cock like a pile driver. “Me too!” she blurted.Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar rush and his mouth filled with her fluid and her taste. Within seconds Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘Oh, fuck!', Lexi's body shimmied, she dropped the weight of her body onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process.She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their hands on him, all over him. And they rested.But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four tits, two pussies, and one cock.Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle's neatly trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a finger slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions.Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her mouth while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck pussy. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle horn. His dick felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He'd come in Janelle's mouth before, but he wanted this to last.Lexi's clit was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every little munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his face. He reached around behind her. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in time with her movements.“Oh, yes!” she squawked. She pushed harder.Augie's fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion.“Oh, shit. Oh fuck,” Lexi barked.Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it.“Oh my God,” she said. “I'm coming.”Lexi reared up like a poked pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisty torrent. It would take a few moments more for Lexi's body to cease its gyrations and for her to back off and remove her pussy from his face.Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi's asshole protrusion. He shook it gently and said, “What's this?”“That's my butt plug,” Lexi said.“Really?”“Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there.”“She likes it like that,” Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth.“Oh yeah?” Augie said. “Let me see.”Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake right at the top of her ass crack.“Hey, nice tattoo,” Augie said. “It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass.”“Right,” Lexi said. “You take that plug out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that?”“Uh huh,” Augie groaned.Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘Good', then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his cock deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him.They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down.Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her face between Janelle's thighs. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his knees, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy.He spread her cheeks and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with little resistance. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it good. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug.He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his eyes closed, when he felt his cum rising. He started hitting it harder, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it.Soon, he could tell by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss.It was a long night. After another round of creative couplings and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m.“I have to go,” he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor.“You're leaving?” Lexi said. “It's pretty late. You're welcome to stay.”“Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the boys wake up this morning. And I need to get some sleep. We might be playing a doubleheader today.”He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a little squeeze goodbye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks.There was no need for a second game that day. Augie's team was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in doubt. Their pitcher didn't have it, the fielders didn't field, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the happiest end to their season.“Tough game, Coach,” Janelle said, after the game.“Yep, it wasn't our day that's for sure,” he said. “And I was out of it the whole game. Good thing it wasn't a close game. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able to make any sharp decisions.”“What do you mean?”“I'm tired. I'm hungover.”“Hungover? You didn't drink much last night.”“I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex!”Janelle smiled. “You poor boy!”Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last night and would hold the loss against him.With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn't work out that way. He talked to her several times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to find the time to hook up. Summer was winding down and school was

Summer Baseball Booster Club: part 2 - Frisky Boosters arrange a Postseason Roadtrip Doubleheader. (group sex) By  Swampcooler. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.“What happened to you last night?” Janelle asked, the next day on the phone.“I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,” Augie said.“Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her husband and I had to calm her down.”“No problem.”“You left your underwear.”“I know. I realized that later.”“Good thing I found it before Jeff did.”“Right. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again.”“Good idea. We both should take care of our needs.”“He was incredible. Fucking amazing.”Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the party plan, and what happened afterward. “And I'll tell you something else, girl,” Janelle continued. “That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a wild animal.”“God, you're getting me wet,” Lexi said.“Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce?”“Only five or six times. Why?”“That kid was Augie!”It was not that easy for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the practices, and the games.They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten minutes later she rang his bell. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his cock, and rang his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, and she was back out the door.The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren't close by.“You know, I'm not the only mom that has had their eye on you,” Janelle said to him at one point.“Really? Who else?” he asked.“Well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at home but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie: A blonde, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony.” She winked at him.“Maybe we should set up a five-way,” he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard.She smiled and tilted her head. “You think you could handle that?”“I dunno. Be fun to try.”Janelle laughed and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it.By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three series against a team from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour drive away. The boys and coaches would stay in barracks and eat at the mess hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. Most of the parents got hotel rooms nearby.The first game was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a tight one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a hole. To win the series they would have to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday.After the boys had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the team in the hands of his assistant coach, and a couple dads that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that she and a few other moms were all staying at the Holiday Inn right outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all relax, party a little, or cry in their beers, or ‘whatever'. It was the ‘whatever' that Augie was looking forward to.The booster moms had a table against the wall. They didn't stay seated for long. There was a deejay playing requests, and they were dancing most of the time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the other moms knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew he & Janelle were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn't been there two minutes before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor.Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dark hair was pulled back, and her taut cheeks and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was compact, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and crotch like paint. And she knew how to shake it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty exertions, came a slow dance. She smelled wonderful, Augie thought, like a fresh carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slip between his legs and her tits pressed against his stomach. At the end of the song she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth.He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would fuck again. They slow-danced on a tune and kissed through some of it.Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when little Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the dance floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even make it through the first song. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘Yeow, what the hell was that?', he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her face, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her teeth into the supple flesh at the base of his neck, deeper this time. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought.He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna.“What's the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.”“She left in a huff? I should be the one leaving in a huff,” he said.“What happened?” Lexi asked.“She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage.“Ooh,” they cooed in unison.“Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.”The three of them didn't say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the other patrons.“What happened to Kayla?” Janelle said.“She was flirtin' with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,” said Lexi. “She likes young white guys, I guess.”They both looked at Augie, eyes to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer.“Looks like it's just the three of us,” Janelle said. “Want to come up to our room? Have a little party?”He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the heat of their eyes clear down to his dick. All he could do was nod.The women rose from the table and gathered their things. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime.Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the room: closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but candles burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took care of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to face him.“It's been a while,” she said, and put her arms around him. “Have you missed me?”“I have,” he said, his hand on her hip.“We're going to take care of you tonight.”She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing force, and he made sure she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch.“Damn, girl, you look dynamite,” Janelle said. “Good enough to eat.”“Good idea,” Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, deep and long and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well.“Help Augie get his clothes off, I'll be right back,” Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom.Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said, “If you are half as good in bed as you are on the ball field or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight.”Her mouth collided with his and her tongue shot into his mouth, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and balls. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips.“Let's get you naked,” she said.She took care of his pants while he took care of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became naked before him. He was amazed at her body, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and hard as brick, muscled shoulders and arms, ripped quads. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member.As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first time that on the nightstand to his right were several oils and lubes and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open.“Damn girl,” Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's dick in her mouth. “You couldn't wait?”“Well, come on,” Lexi said, and went back down.Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him.His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's mouth and getting off on the sweet friction of her lips around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's nipple into his mouth.For several minutes Augie sucked tits while getting head. When he came up for air he said to Janelle, “I want to eat your pussy.”“Oh, God, you're reading my mind,” Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his mouth. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face.“Hey, I want some of that too,” Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth.“Maybe later,” Janelle huffed while grinding her crotch into Augie's face.Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn't want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his cock, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her cunt, and the cozy tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his.Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each slap of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone: One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a rockin' as he pounded one pussy as best he could from the bottom up and ate the other. This was really happening! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi.Janelle was sitting on Augie's face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's cock, facing the wall, her hands holding Janelle's breasts, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clit and cunt juice.Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill: He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder.“He's coming, Lexi,” she said. “Ugh, ugh. And so am I!”Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt muscles went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's cock like a pile driver. “Me too!” she blurted.Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar rush and his mouth filled with her fluid and her taste. Within seconds Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘Oh, fuck!', Lexi's body shimmied, she dropped the weight of her body onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process.She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their hands on him, all over him. And they rested.But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four tits, two pussies, and one cock.Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle's neatly trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a finger slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions.Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her mouth while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck pussy. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle horn. His dick felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He'd come in Janelle's mouth before, but he wanted this to last.Lexi's clit was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every little munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his face. He reached around behind her. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in time with her movements.“Oh, yes!” she squawked. She pushed harder.Augie's fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion.“Oh, shit. Oh fuck,” Lexi barked.Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it.“Oh my God,” she said. “I'm coming.”Lexi reared up like a poked pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisty torrent. It would take a few moments more for Lexi's body to cease its gyrations and for her to back off and remove her pussy from his face.Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi's asshole protrusion. He shook it gently and said, “What's this?”“That's my butt plug,” Lexi said.“Really?”“Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there.”“She likes it like that,” Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth.“Oh yeah?” Augie said. “Let me see.”Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake right at the top of her ass crack.“Hey, nice tattoo,” Augie said. “It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass.”“Right,” Lexi said. “You take that plug out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that?”“Uh huh,” Augie groaned.Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘Good', then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his cock deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him.They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down.Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her face between Janelle's thighs. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his knees, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy.He spread her cheeks and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with little resistance. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it good. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug.He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his eyes closed, when he felt his cum rising. He started hitting it harder, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it.Soon, he could tell by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss.It was a long night. After another round of creative couplings and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m.“I have to go,” he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor.“You're leaving?” Lexi said. “It's pretty late. You're welcome to stay.”“Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the boys wake up this morning. And I need to get some sleep. We might be playing a doubleheader today.”He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a little squeeze goodbye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks.There was no need for a second game that day. Augie's team was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in doubt. Their pitcher didn't have it, the fielders didn't field, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the happiest end to their season.“Tough game, Coach,” Janelle said, after the game.“Yep, it wasn't our day that's for sure,” he said. “And I was out of it the whole game. Good thing it wasn't a close game. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able to make any sharp decisions.”“What do you mean?”“I'm tired. I'm hungover.”“Hungover? You didn't drink much last night.”“I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex!”Janelle smiled. “You poor boy!”Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last night and would hold the loss against him.With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn't work out that way. He talked to her several times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to find the time to hook up. Summer was winding down and school was

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EPISODE 22  How hospitable are you to yourself? Does your inner self feel safe to reveal itself to you? Are you able to believe that all your emotions - even anger, hurt, envy, and other 'negative' feelings come bearing a gift for you?This episode is the second half of a two-part conversation I have with experienced soul guide and spiritual companion Edwina Yeow . We discuss what it means to become a safe space for ourselves.Share this episode via this episode page.Contact Edwina Yeow.Blog Post: From Shame to FreedomCHAPTER MARKERS01:43 - How can I stop being self-critical?11:35 - Beginner tips for self-hospitality15:37 - Befriending negative emotions21:09 - Unconditional self-acceptance30:18 - PRAXIS: Listen. Ponder. Act.Available here.TRANSCRIPTAvailable here.REFLECTION PROMPTListen. - As you listened to today's episode, what struck you? Does something resonate particularly strongly with you?Ponder. - At this point in your life and in your journey, how safe a space are you to yourself? - How hospitable are you to your own emotions and the physical sensations that your body may feel? Act. - Notice the emotions that are surfacing in the course of your daily life. Pay attention to just notice, not to do anything about how you feel, but to just notice them. - Allow whatever thoughts, judgments, criticisms that might surface almost automatically to be contained. Give permission for the feelings to just be without criticising themADDITIONAL RESOURCESOther episodes that would help you understand and apply the lessons in this episode:- Ep 21 Safe Spaces For Becoming (with Edwina Yeow)- Ep 7 Be Curious, Courageous & Compassionate with Yourself Article: Loving Your Inner Enemies by Alison Cook PhDPODCAST COMPANION WORKBOOK- Downloadable & Printable- 10 worksheets, over 30 exercises- Helps you integrate and apply the foundational principles to Becoming Me- Great for inner work and connecting with yourself in solitude- Includes tips for partner and small-group sharing- Free for all e-mail newsletter subscribersFIND OUT MORESUBSCRIBE | FOLLOW | CONTACT Website:Visit www.becomingmepodcast.com to leave me a message and sign up for my newsletter! To see where else you can connect with me or my content, click HERE.Social Media:Follow Becoming Me Podcast on Facebook & InstagramFollow Ann Yeong on Facebook & InstagramDonate:Become My PatronIf this podcast has blessed you, please leave a review by clicking here.