Sex Blog Roundup: Popping Corks

As we prepare to drink ourselves silly, get into all sorts of embarassing sexual situations, and nurse our party-wrecked bodies back to some semblance of alcohol-free health by next weekend (when we start the whole process all over again), let's see what kind of trouble our favorite bloggers have been up to this holiday week. The writers in today's roundup of some of the best sex writing we've come across lately certainly sent 2007 out with a bang ... starting with one who found a unique use for her partner's firearm. Another popped his boy-boy cherry with a sweet little MMF; others partied hard with vulgar hand gestures, wooden spoons and even (gasp!) their own family members.

Start your countdowns with Always Aroused Girl after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Always Aroused Girl

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Happiness is a Warm Gun

I uncrossed my legs and leaned back to enjoy the feel of his hand on me. He indicated the gun and asked if he could use it. I was a bit nervous and excited about the idea which is always a good thing as far as I'm concerned. Even though I knew it wasn't loaded, it was still a very dangerous feeling knowing there was a weapon being used to arouse me. He began to move the long barrel of the gun against my pussy. The hard metal caressed my skin and soon I began to gasp with pleasure. I bent my knees and opened my legs even more and he worked the gun back and forth against my clitoris. I tensed and trembled as I came. He was pleased that he was able to "pop a few of my cherries." I was sliding off the sofa by then.

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The Shocker

I was so wet by that point that a slightly oily finger slid right into my ass without any hesitation. I lay there with one of his fingers bumping my clit, two in my pussy, one in my ass. For some reason, it was unbelievably relaxing. But the relaxation soon turned into urgency and I needed more that just his fingers inside me. "I need you to fuck me now." Removing all but his index finger from my ass, he slipped his cock into my dripping pussy, but only long enough to get it wet. It wasn't long before he took he disengaged completely, aimed a little higher, and slowly pushed against my tight little hole.

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Happy Finish

Candice and Tom rolled on the sofa. His hard cock pressed into her leg through his jeans. She was wet, her pussy yearning to be filled by someone, something, anything. His strong hands pushed up her pink lycra top to expose her boobs and erect nipples. His mouth descended on them, sucking and nibbling like a starving man. She rubbed herself on his leg, clitoris tingling from the sensation of wet silk on denim. She pushed him away and reached down to release the cock that she needed so badly. The sounds of Ian and Dawn cavorting on the carpet made her want it even more, now, hard and fast.

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Christmas Gifts

So that's how I found myself in a 69, getting him ready to enter her while her lips worked on my cock. He moved up close to us and I spread her lips open for him with one hand and rubbed his cock head against her swollen slit with the other. After a few strokes I let go, and he pierced his wife's cunt with his mushroom head. I pursed my lips on her clit and sucked gently while he immediately began steady full-length strokes in and out. She dropped her head, her hair falling over my cock as she moaned against my thigh and the mattress. I reached around behind him and began to tease his ass and moved my mouth to under his balls. I stretched my tongue up and began teasing his heavy nuts with my tongue, twirling around and slathering them with my saliva.

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Saturday Night Bondage and Spoon Spanking

He had laid out the handcuffs and leg cuffs and also my leash. I love being on the leash. It makes me feel owned and I feel his control over everything that I am doing. I can't even go to the bathroom without his permission. He put me right on the leash and removed my panties for me. He wanted a naked ass for spanking. He put me over the pillow and then put on the handcuffs and leg cuffs.

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Christmas

"Hey, cuz," he would say, pointedly, even as I envisioned ripping his clothes off his body and making him my love slave. He is not my cousin. He is not a relative of mine at all. There is no blood between us. Body fluids would be fine, but no familial blood. So I spent several days fantasizing about his hard, naked body. This all just before my period, the horniest time in my month. I was finally unable to resist any longer and found myself masturbating furiously, envisioning his fingers and mouth and all the wonderful things I'd make him do with them.

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See also: Sugasm #111: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

Thumbnail via Melissa Midwest (TGP gallery @ melissamidwest.com, via Ask Jolene)

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