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Macworld Keynote at Apple Stores
iAryeh writes "I was recently at the Apple Store in Cincinnati and they were passing out flyers that said: 'You're invited to join us at the Apple Store to view the keynote presentation by Apple Computer CEO Steve Jobs.' I guess they are going to present this on the large screen television. This sounds like a better idea than watching the small stream from QuickTime." Apparently it won't be on TechTV this time around, which is mostly just fine with me, since they didn't show it live anyway, but instead paused the keynote for commercials (understandable) and commentary (totally incomprehensible).
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Ascloun MacGregor at your service, since the year 19XX.
Chapter Three:
"How long have you fantasized about a sexual relationship with
your mother, Walter?" Margaret Kelly asked.
"Is that what she told you?" Walter raised his eyebrows. "That
I fantasized about it?"
"Is there something else I should know?"
Walter hesitated. "No. No, that's it. I fantasize about it."
He grinned. "Yeah, I've been fantasizing about it a lot these days."
Margaret squirmed on the chair across from his, tapping the
pencil tip meditatively on the note pad. She rembered the call she'd
received that morning, and the frantic sound in Patty Wayne's voice
as she'd begged Margaret to accept a counseling appointment with
Walter that afternoon.
Walter had seemed pretty sullen when he'd entered her home a few
minutes before, and followed her into her small office in the rear of
her house. Margaret now considered the leering tone of his voice and
wondered if he had, in fact, already fucked his mother.
It was possible. It wouldn't bother Margaret in the least, if
it were true. To the school board and the local PTA, Margaret came
across as a modestly-priced counselor who occasionally helped out
boys who were having problems in school. What the school board
didn't know was that Margaret helped out most of these boys by
letting them fuck her. The only reason she ever worked as a
counselor was that it gave a chance to suck and fuck with lads just
about Walter's age.
Margaret was thirty-six now, and looked at least four years
younger. She was petite with dark brown hair had a girlish body
highlighted by extremely large, very suckable tits. Margaret had
married when she was very young, birthing one child, Henry, who was
now almost sixteen. Her husband had divorced her three years ago.
Margaret lived off of his alimony checks and the money she made from
counseling, which wasn't much.
The ironic thing was that her husband had divorced her because
of her extremely strong appetite for sucking and fucking young studs.
A young stud's cock, Margaret felt, stiffened much more rapidly than
that of his older counterpart, and invariably sprayed more hot, tasty
cum juice into her mouth or pussy or asshole. Young boys always
fucked very hard and fast, which was just how Margaret liked getting
her pussy pounded, and they were always eager to keep fucking and
cumming all night.
Margaret had seduced many troubled lads that the school board,
PTA or principal's office had referred to her. The best cure for
most young male problems, she felt, was a healthy dose of fucking and
cocksucking. It was rare for any boy to act up at home or at school
if he was getting the cum sucked out of his cock on a daily basis.
Margaret was always eager to relieve a lad in this fashion,
particularly if his cock was long and fat. The bulge in Walter's
pants indicated that he had a long, fat one too.
Margaret had always had a special appetite for sucking the jizz
out of unusually big, stiff hard-ons. Her husband had been well-
endowed, and the glue that had held their marriage together had been
her penchant for nightly cocksucking. Now, Margaret felt violently
aroused by even the faint possibility that young Walter had actually
fucked his own mother. The most intensely satisfying fantasies she'd
ever had, which she'd suppressed religiously, were those of teaching
her own, innocent Henry how to suck and fuck.
"I might be missing the point, Walter," Margaret said. "When
your mother called me this morning, she told me that her problem with
you has become very serious. She said that you've frankly confessed
a sexual interest in her, and that you've even tried to initiate a
sexual relationship with her. Now, I get the impression that this
incestuous contact has progressed farther than your mother indicated.
Is that true?"
"Whatever she told you." Walter shrugged.
"Do you fuck your mother, Walter?"
Walter just stared at her. Margaret moved her chair closer.
"It's perfectly all right with me if you do, Walter. Mother-son
incestuous contact is far more prevalent than most people think. The
cock of a boy your age can grow stiff many times each day with a
little provocation. Boys your age can be very sexually aggressive,
and it's natural for them to make strong passes at available women,
especially their mothers. I want to assure you, Walter, that any
admission you make to me won't leave this room. Now tell me the
truth. You have fucked your mother, haven't you?"
Walter hesitated only a moment longer. Then he smiled.
"Yeah, I have."
"Who initiated this sexual contact?" Margaret asked, as she felt
her cunt getting wet and hot.
"I did. She didn't mind it much, though. She thinks she did.
That's why she sent me here."
"Why did you want to fuck your own mother, Walter? Were you
just so horny that any pussy would do, or did you have a particular
craving to fuck her?"
"Both."
"Would you say that you have a very high sex drive, Walter?"
Margaret picked up the pencil and pretended to take notes.
"Very."
"Do you masturbate a lot? How many times a day do you jack off,
on the average?"
"Five or six."
"That's a great deal, Walter. Do you always squirt out a great
deal of semen when you cum? Or do you sometimes just shoot out a
small amount?"
"Always a lot."
Margaret felt her cunt throbbing. She stared at the lad's
crotch, realizing that the dirty talk, as she'd intended, was giving
him a magnificent looking hard-on.
"I can't help noticing that your prick is getting stiff right,
now, Walter. Does that happen frequently?"
"Yes."
"It feels good when your cock gets big and stiff, doesn't it?"
"Yeah."
Margaret put down her notebook.
"Walter, I'm going to ask you a special favor now. I'd like you
to take down your pants and show your hard cock to me. I think my
counseling to you would be more valuable if I could see and inspect
your cock. There might be something wrong with it."
Walter stood up, leering at the busty brunette knowingly as he
opened his belt and pulled down his zipper. He stepped out of his
shoes, then let his pants drop to his ankles, stepping out of them,
leaving him naked from the waist down except for his socks.
"Oh, Walter. Why, it's just incredibly huge!"
The cock was enormous. It stood out of his cock fur like a
baseball bat, nine inches long and very thick, so stiff that it was
bucking and throbbing uncontrollably up and down. Margaret's mouth
watered as she ogled the fat, meaty cock knob, imagining how it would
puff up just before he shot a big load of juice down some lucky
cocksucker's throat.
"I'd better take a closer look, Walter."
Margaret stood up, her pussy throbbing as she stood, then knelt
before her young client. She suppressed a groan as she stared at the
mammoth prick pulsing in front of her face. Margaret pinched his
spongy cock head, running her fingers all over his cock meat. The
prick bucked and pulsed in front of her face.
"It looks perfectly healthy," she said breathlessly. "Does it
feel good when I touch your hard cock like that?"
"Yeah."
Margaret wrapped her hand around the root of his huge, throbbing
prick. Lewdly she started jacking the big cock up and down, slow and
hard. She stared at the cock knob, watching the piss hole open up to
spit out little droplets of cream.
"Does this feel better, Walter? Is this how you touch your
prick when you jack off?"
"I think it would feel a lot better if you sucked on it, Mrs.
Kelly."
"That might be therapeutic too, Walter. To see your reaction."
By now a great deal of sticky, milky cock juice had dribbled out
of Walter's cock head. Margaret pressed her palm on the cock knob,
coating it with her spunk. She slid her fist to the root of his
prick, holding it in position. Then, with a little smacking sound,
she pressed her lips to the tip of his cock.
His fuck organ tasted very good, and so did the cum ooze.
Margaret could already picture herself eagerly gulping down a heavy
cum blast when she made him pop his rocks. She shut her eyes,
concentrating on the taste and sensations of cocksucking. Gradually
she let her lips part, slurping in inch after inch of his huge,
throbbing prick.
Walter looked down at her, excited by the spectacle of the
brunette inhaling his big prick. Margaret stopped when her lips were
stretched to the bursting point around the aching thickness of his
cock. She immediately started sucking very hard, knowing how much a
young boy enjoys a hard, wet cocksucking. Walter shuddered with
pleasure, clutching her head with both hands.
"Hard," he panted. "Do it really hard!"
Margaret pictured Walter's mother on her knees like this,
hungrily slurping the tasty stiffness of her own son's prick. The
image was arousing to her; she would have to make a point of asking
Walter for the details of his incestuous contact with his mother.
Then, Margaret again found herself thinking of giving head like
this to her own son, Henry. It was her most forbidden fantasy, and
one that violently aroused her as she considered it now. Margaret's
cheeks flushed brightly as she slurped on Walter's cock, determined
to milk a really big load of cum juice out of his prick.
"Harder," Walter panted. "Oh, shit, you suck my cock so good!"
Margaret started beating his cock as she sucked, whipping her
strong right hand tirelessly up and down his huge, aching cock meat.
Her cocksucking sounds grew progressively louder, as she eagerly
sucked his big, blood-laden cock. Hot, milky cock juice dribbled out
of the cock know, oozing onto her tongue. Margaret lapped it up,
sucking and slurping, her belly aching as she imagined herself
gulping down a really rich load of jizz.
After five minutes of steady hard, wet sucking, Walter's prick
had grown as hard as iron. He writhed as he stood over her, wincing
and pulling her hair, on the verge of spraying her tonsils with
spunk.
Margaret alternated rapidly between puffing her cheeks up and
caving them in again, hungrily sucking cock as hard as she could.
Her fist was a blur as it whipped up and down his cock, wildly
jacking Walter's fuck organ into her mouth.
Now the prick throbbed violently on the roof of her mouth, ready
to burst.
"I'm cumming!" Walter gasped suddenly. "Suck my cock, Mrs.
Kelly, suck my stiff fucking cock! Oh fuck, cuummiiinnnggg!"
An incredible geyser of cum juice blasted out of his piss hole,
spurting on the roof of the cream-starved mother's mouth. The first
burst was followed by spurt after spurt of hot, tasty cum.
Margaret whimpered, flaring her nostrils to breathe around the
donkey cock thickness of Walter's erupting prick. The cock juice
kept spraying out of his cock head, shooting onto her tonsils,
filling her stomach with cream. Margaret clung ecstatically to the
disgorging prick, slurping and gulping, determined to nurse every
drop of cum out of Walter's balls.
At last his orgasm subsided. Margaret took the big, wet prick
out of her mouth and stared at it intently. It was still stiff.
Looking at it made her pussy tingle. How good it would be to allow a
hung lad who'd fucked his own mother to ram her pussy too.
"Well. That was very therapeutic, Walter," Margaret said
huskily. "You certainly were correct in saying that your prick
always shoots off plentifully when you orgasm. I can't help noticing
that your cock is still extremely stiff now. Do you often need to
cum twice in a row to relieve the painful stiffness in your fuck
organ?"
"Yeah," Walter sighed. "Sometimes even more than that."
"Then let's try another therapy exercise, Walter. You can fuck
my pussy, right here on the floor, and you can think about your
mother when you're doing it. Does that sound like an appealing idea
to you?"
"Yeah."
"All right, Walter. Let me just take off my clothes."
The wanton brunette rose to her feet, never taking her eyes off
of Walter's enormous cock. Quickly she stripped naked, anticipating
the effect that the unveiling of her petite, voluptuous body would
have on Walter's cock.
Walter groaned, staring at her, his prick pulsing harder than
ever. Margaret was proud of her body. She was petite all over,
except for her tits, which were extremely large and firm as they had
been when she was in her teens. If it had not been for her position
as a therapist and mother, the brunette would have spent much more
time teasing men with her mouth-watering chest size. She enjoyed
doing her errands in a tight t-shirt without a bra, letting men watch
as her sumptuous tits quivered and bounced as she moved.
Walter was ogling her big tits now. Margaret stretched out on
the floor, wiggling her tight little ass into a good humping position
on the carpet. She continued to stare hungrily at the lad's immense
prick as she cocked and spread her girlish thighs high and wide.
"Go ahead, Walter. Get on top of me. Fuck my juicy cunt."
Walter dropped to his knees, his mammoth fuck pole jerking and
twitching over her belly. He held his prick in hand, then fit the
spongy cock tip into her tight, wet pussy. Margaret looked down,
eagerly watching the fat, blue-veined fuck pole disappearing into her
cunt.
"Is my cunt tight enough for you, Walter? Do you like fucking
my pussy as much has you like fucking your horny mother?"
Walter didn't answer. He hovered on straight arms above her,
his knees spread between her legs, his ass cheeks flexing as he
fucked his long, achey cockshaft deeper into her pussy. The giant
prick was really stretching her now. Margaret gasped with pleasure,
feeling the battering ram hard-on plowing relentlessly into her. She
started wiggling and humping at the same time, helping her young
client bury his cock completely in her spasming, clasping cuntslit.
"It feels so good, Walter! Unnggh! Fuck me deep, honey. Fuck
me like you fuck your mother, honey. I need a good, hard fucking
too!"
Walter sprawled on top of her, crushing her tits under his
chest. His hand came down, clawing the sides of her ass cheeks.
Then he started fucking fast and hard, banging her blushing little
ass onto the floor, drilling her tight pussy with long, skewering
strokes of his blood-laden cock.
"Is this how you fuck your mother, Walter? Unhggh! Oh, fuck,
my pussy's so wet! Do it harder now! Feels so fucking good!"
She raised her legs as high as she could, draping her ankles
over his shoulders, completely opening her gooey fuck hole for the
womb-reaching thrusts of his cock. Walter grimaced as he loomed over
her, experiencing the delicious, spasming tightness of her pussy.
Faster and faster he rammed his cock into her belly, reaming out her
cunt completely with every stroke.
"You like fucking, don't you, Walter? Unghh! That's why you
fucked your mother, isn't it? You just wanted a nice, tight pussy to
fuck. Isn't that right?"
Walter just kept on grunting and humping, banging his stiff
prick into her pussy. Margaret humped and wiggled to meet his
strokes, shuddering every time the stiff cock reached the innermost
depths of her cunt.
"Do you have a horny mother, Walter? Does she like the way you
fuck her as much as I do? It's nice to have a mom who's willing to
fuck you, isn't? You don't have to go out and find a willing girl
when your prick gets hard. You can just stay home and fuck your
mother's own cunt."
Margaret flexed her pussy muscles, making her narrow fucking
channel grip and milk around the lad's pounding cock. By now Walter
was fucking as hard as he could. He panted hoarsely on her neck,
violently aroused by both her tight, gripping pussy and the obscene
things she said about his fucking relationship with his mother.
Margaret could feel her pussy gripping and flexing
uncontrollably now. It was time to stop teasing Walter about his
mother, and to instead concentrate on making herself cum.
"Unngggh! My pussy's so wet now, Walter! Unggh! Fuck my cunt
hole, fuck it super hard!"
Walter fucked harder still, ramming his hips down, pounding his
gigantic prick into the gushing sheath of her pussy. Margaret humped
frantically to meet his strokes, her giant tits jiggling under his
chest. Then her pussy started to suck and throb, and she knew she
was on the verge of an extremely hard cum.
"Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy!" she squealed. "I'm
cumming, Walter! Cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
The cum was long and hard, pounding through her naked body,
making her cock-stuffed fuck hole ripple lusciously around the
probing length of Walter's prick. Walter kept fucking as fast as he
could, his meaty cockshaft growing to total stiffness inside her
belly. Then he rammed his big cock to the hilt, and Margaret knew he
was cumming too.
"Oh, Mrs. Kelly!"
The second load of whit, sticky cock juice sprayed out of his
cock tip, spouting and streaming torrentially into her cunt.
Margaret shuddered with pleasure as she felt it blasting into her
pussy, anointing the itchy walls of her cunt hole with a soothing
tide of jizz.
"That's a good boy, Walter. Shoot it all out."
She humped, wiggled and flexed her fucking muscles, contracting
her pussy around his jism-squirting cock, helping the hung lad shoot
out every drop.
At last the cum was over. Walter groaned and flopped off of her
body, his cock pulling out of her pussy with a soft, popping sound.
Margaret's cunt felt very wet and swollen, with a big puddle leaking
out of her hairy slit onto the carpet.
"Walter, you made an awfully big mess down there," she said.
"Hasn't your mother taught you not to leave a mess? You're supposed
to clean up the messes you make, Walter. With your tongue."
Walter stared at her. Margaret spread her thighs again, giving
him a mouthwatering spread-beaver view of her pussy. She dipped her
finger into her red, cum-dripping hole, darting it salaciously in and
out.
"It's all hot and creamy," she panted. "I want you to clean it
up for me, right now. I can't put on my panties when there's so much
cock juice in my pussy. I want you to give my pussy a good cleaning
with your tongue."
Walter still stared at her, shocked and excited that a woman who
seemed so formal at first glance could voice such obscenities. Then
he smiled and stretched out on his stomach between her legs.
Margaret stared at him eagerly, watching as he pressed his mouth to
her throbbing pussy. Then Walter started licking and lapping,
sluicing his tongue up and down between the swollen folds of her
pussy, licking up his own cum.
"That's a good boy, Walter. Unggh! Your like licking pussy,
don't you? I'll bet your mommy likes it when you suck her cunt too."
Walter was too busy licking and sucking to reply. He thrust his
tongue deep inside her pouty-lipped hole, shamelessly sucking his own
cock juice out of the depths of her cuntal sheath. Margaret held his
head and worked her ass slowly, fucking her throbbing pussy on his
face.
"I think your only problem is that you're so horny, Walter. I
know just how to help you with your problem with your mother.
Whenever your cock gets hard, you can just visit me and fuck me
instead. I won't mind at all. I'll like it."
Walter nodded, busily licking and lapping, sucking the cum off
her pussy until the horny little fuck hole gleamed only with cunt
oils and spit. He moved his mouth higher, beginning to suck directly
on her clit. Margaret whimpered, holding his head, keeping the
tongue and lip action where she wanted it. But, as much as Walter
delighted her, her unconscious mind was already straying to another,
more forbidden fantasy.
She still wanted to fuck her own son.
I'd love to take advantage of it, but the local Apple store won't open for two more months or so. On the other hand, I should be home this year, so I'll try it on 1.2 megabit DSL.
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A somewhat helpful link would be the list of Apple retail stores. Looks like the one near me opens Thursday.
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Maybe I shouldn't have failed English or something, my nice five hour day of summer school starts bright and early right as the keynote begins. I'll be in the school library for the first hour of the day (we have to do a persuasive essay and I'm doing mine on why DRM sucks), so hopefully by then I'll be able to check Apple.com and /. to see what's up.
Whoops. Time warp.
-braxton
If it's not on TechTV then how will it be broadcast to the Apple Stores? Will they use Quicktime 6/MPG4 or does every Apple have a closed circuit link to some here-to-fore unknown Apple fibre link?
Any ideas? If they don't use the QT6 streaming server with a dedicated server for each Store what are good alternative technologies for this sort of broadcast/multi-cast/point-to-point 'single-cast'?
A fool throws a stone into a well and a thousand sages can not remove it.
so its sounds like theyre going to broadcast the keynote address at our theater. maybe your local university is doing the same thing
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I wasn't aware of just when the keynote was, and didn't realize that they were starting early. I'll be at a funeral for a great-aunt.
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The keynote starts a 7AM mountain time and 6AM pacific time (move back to Chicago, damnit ;). Are the stores here going to open early or is the theater thing only on the east coast (I don't remember exactly when they open, but I know I was listening to the mall's muzak loop for the 35th time and freezing my ass off well after sunrise at the store opening). I guess they can show rebroadcasts all day.
I'm not gonna make it out to a store anyways; it's going to be hard enough to drag myself out of bed and over to my computer that early, let alone drive 20 mins to the Aspen Grove store!
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Hope my topic got your attention.
Now! Mod parent up to 4: Funny, please.
What's the buzz on Adequacy.org?
I start thinking to myself that this site couldn't possibly get any weirder or stupider, here you go publishing a story like this. This, I have to say, is totally baffling. Time and again I come across posts and stories that read like the babblings of a febrile two year old shot up with acid. It's like a cultural trainwreck.
Have YOU read your Adequacy today?
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I, and my turtle 26.4 connection, seem to notice that the only time Quicktime works is when Steve Jobs is doing something.
It is disappointing that Tech TV can't get its act together. This is one of only a half-dozen events that effect the whole industry so immensly. And probably the only one that is actually worth watching at all. You can say what you want about Apple, but there is nothing in the computer industry that is more extrinsically appreciated as Steve Jobs doing his jig at MacWorld.
It is also the only thing that makes me want to endure using Quicktime for streaming anything.
But, of course, the only thing that matters is: What is Apple going to do for me? I am looking forward to a reason to use OS X--aside from Aqua--and a G4 iBook.
You can also watch it live via QuickTime or MPEG 4 via QuickTime 6. It's at apple.com
If you've tried to watch a QuickTime stream of MacWorld keynotes in the past, you know the quality generally sucks.
I'm watching the MPEG-4 stream right now and it's great.
http://stream.apple.akadns.net/
We have over 200 facilities in 26+ states, all of which are able to watch our Television channel. I don't have ANY clue how they accomplished this, but I know we have our own television studio, but beyond that I don't have a clue.
"This above all, to thine own self be true"
...instead of hanging on every word of a madman?
Windows users aren't controlled by every whim of one man!