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Speaker 1 (00:21):
You're listening to a mother mea podcast. Mamma Mia acknowledges
the traditional owners of the land. We have recorded this
podcast on the Gatagul people of the Eora Nation. We
pay our respects to their elders past and present, and
extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Rate islander cultures.
Speaker 2 (00:43):
Introducing Butter by Mama Mia. It's the spiciest podcast we
have ever made, and this is just a taste. If
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your podcasts.
Speaker 3 (01:03):
The house is unusually quiet tonight, and the stillness wraps
around me like a warm blanket as I turn on
the tap and fill the bath. No kids, no partner,
just me and some much needed time to myself. My
favorite candle, already lit, crackles on the vanity, filling the
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room with the scent of a burnt caramel and vanilla.
Thick and heady, soft strains of my self care playlist
to drift through my speaker. As the rushing water fills
the tub and steam kisses my skin, I take a
deep breath in and sigh out, feeling the stress of
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the day begin to leave my muscles. I slip out
of my clothes, letting them fall to the floor. Savoring
the caress of the steam wrapping around my bare skin,
I gently pad over to the bath and lay my
vibrator on the edge, dipping my toes into the water.
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I revel in the delicious heat as I slowly lower
myself into the dup. The warmth envelops me, caressing every
curve and plane of my body. As I sink deeper,
another contented sigh leaves my lips, and a smile lifts
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the corners of my mouth. As the tension in my
muscles begin to melt into the delicious heat of the water.
My hands glide slowly over my soft skin, trailing droplets
in their wake. The water amplifies every sensation as I
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trace lazy circles across my collar bone, inching down to
the swell of my breasts. My fingertips drags softly on
the sensitive flesh there As I circle closer and closer
to my nipples. At my touch, they harden, sending a
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shiver of pleasure my spine, and a pulse jolts through
my core. I cup my breasts, kneading gently as I
arch into my own caress. The water laps at my skin,
heightening my arousal and my breath quickens as I drag
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my fingers lower, skimming over my ribs and abdomen. As
my fingers creep downwards, I slowly part my thighs, letting
the water rush between them. My fingers dip lower, grazing
the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. I'm already slick
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with arousal as I run my fingers down my slit,
dipping it just inside to trace feather light circles around
my cld, building the tension exquisitely. Slowly, I slowly drag
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my finger from my clid, sliding it inside me, feeling
the warmth and softness tightening around it. The sensation is
electric and drags a low moan from my lips. Panic
grips me for a second until I remember I'm alone.
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There's no one here to hear my pleasure. I can
make as much noise as I want. I add a
second finger, feeling the gentle resistance give way as I
curl them slightly, exploring with deliberate teasing strokes, soft sighs,
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and gasps. My other hand continues to tease my breasts
pinching and rolling my nipp pulse, sending sparks of pleasure
coursing through me. I increase the pace, the water sloshing gently,
lapping at my skin gently as I rock my hips,
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meeting the thrusts of my fingers. I close my eyes,
wondering what it would be like to have someone standing
at the end of the bath watching me, wanting me
a lover, a partner. All they want from me is
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to see me find my own pleasure, to send myself
over the brink. At this thought, tension begins to build faster,
a delicious pressure, coiling tighter and tighter low in my belly.
The water moves around me in gentle waves as I
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rock my hand, gently caressing my skin. My fingers move faster,
dipping in and out with practiced precision. I brush my
thumb over my click, circling it with firm, insistent strokes.
Pleasure washes through me in waves, building higher and higher
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with each passing moment. My head falls back, resting against
the edge of the tub as I imagine them stepping closer,
sitting on the edge of the tub, watching me. As
I moan under my own touch, my fingers a slick
inside me, my own wetness, turning me on more. The
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candle flickers, casting dancing shadows across the steamy bathroom. As
I ride in the tub, and I curl my fingers again,
finding that perfect spot inside me. My breasts peak above
the waterline, the cool night air, a sensuous grab to
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the warmth of the water. A breathy moan escapes my lips.
My hips rock faster, chasing that elusive peak. Water sloshes
over the edge of the tub. But I'm too close
to my orgasm to care. Oh God, I gasp, my
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voice echoing off the tiled walls. The tension inside me
coils tighter, every muscle in my body tight as a spring.
My fingers work frantically, now thrusting deeper, circling my clip
with desperate intensity. I'm so close, Teetering on the edge
of release. With one hand, I reach for my vibrator,
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fumbling slightly in my eagerness. The smooth silicon feels cool
against my flushed skin as I switch it on. The
low hum barely audible over my raged breath trail. The
buzzing toy slowly down my body, shuddering as I drag
it over my peaked nipples. They harden further, and I
writhe on my fingers, still deep inside, keeping me on
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the edge of climax. I run the buzzing toy down
into the water, and the sound turns to a barely
audible hum as I trail it down my stomach slowly,
finally stopping to hover over that sweet spot before positioning
it against my swollen clit. I gasp at the sudden
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intensity the vibrations, sending shock waves coursing through me, the
water lapping at my body. I cry out, my back
arching and my orgasm draws closer. My hips buck wildly,
and I bite my lip, barely muffling a moan. As
the vibrations ripple through me, I increase the vibrator's intensity,
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pressing it more firmly against my swollen, throbbing clit. The
coil of tension inside me winds impossibly tight as I
chase my release. I'm panting now, trembling, teetering on the
edge of my orgasm. The vibrator hums against my clip
as my fingers curl thrust stroke, hitting that perfect spot
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with each movement. Oh God, Oh God, Oh God. Suddenly
the coil of tension snaps. I cry out, my back
arching as waves of ecstasy crash over me. My inner
walls clench rhythmically around my fingers as I come pulsing
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with each wave of my orgasm. The vibrator amplifies every sensation,
drawing out my climax. As I writhe the water splashing
over the edge of the bath tub, but I don't care,
don't notice, as my toes curl and my thighs tremble,
and my climax crashes into me. As the last waves
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of pleasure ripple through me, I slowly remove my fingers
and switch off the vibrator, let it slip into the
water beside me. My body feels boneless, utterly relaxed as
I sink deeper into the warm tub, letting the water
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caress my curves, kiss my skin. The candle flickers, it's
soft light dancing across the steamy bathroom. As I catch
my breath, I tray all my fingers lazily through the water,
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savoring the after glow and listening to the gentle lapping
of the water and my own slowing heartbeat. I sigh
deep and contented, and my mind drifts to the second
most important part of my night alone, What do I
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want for dinner?