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Sex bloggers are all about the words, and the ones whose words you'll find in today's roundup of some of our favorite moments from the sex blog scene this week most certainly have a way with them. They know how the right word at the right time can stiffen flesh, dampen panties and generally tie the body's biggest sex organ into knots. Read the words that make pussies purr, bring jungle fantasies to life or even save a blogger's too-old, too-naked boyfriend from the righteous wrath of a mother. Be careful though; if you don't choose your words wisely, you might end up with homework ... or a spanking.
Put on your reading glasses and follow along with Always Aroused Girl after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Always Aroused Girl
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The way his words are so perfectly strewn together like beads of pearls. The way he understands my desires and cradles them in his hands, caring for them and tending to them. He tells me that it is as if I am his kitten, brought in from the rain. He is caring for me. Brushing my hair, stroking my back, feeding me his deviant cat nip and working me into a frenzy. It starts slowly and then takes me faster and faster into the wondrous oblivion of space we occupy together.
- bad bad girl
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My mother pressed her way inside despite my attempts to crack the door like I was signing for a UPS package, and immediately asked where Jim was. "Isn't he in his room?" I asked innocently. From my vantage point I could see both my weary-looking mother in her robe and my naked boyfriend crouching on a crate full of stuffed animals, still sporting a semi like he'd always wanted to sit on a Care Bear's face.
- Confessions of a College Callgirl
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and with that, tarzan pushed HIS hard dick against the hunter's asshole. the hunter's legs were up in the air, and tarzan, holding the hunter in a way that he couldn't get out, became reflective. tarzan looked at the hunter, and spoke in a quieter voice. tarzan never fuck man before. tarzan only fuck cheetah hole. tarzan now try... human! the hunter's eyes grew wide. he was so happy that i could get into his fetish. and you can guess the rest. tarzan fucked the hunter. the hunter mumbled stuff about tarzan plugging jane, but soon became lost in tarzan's penis pentrating his ass.
- Welcome to the Fuck House
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Wherein the Writer Gets Spanked, Among Other Things
He slowly crawled down my body, kissing my chest, kissing my inner thighs, and suddenly, she had my whole cock in her mouth, I could feel her lips at the base, her nose on my stomach, and the back of her throat on the head of my cock. This was unexpected and fantastic. I grabbed her hair in a pony tail and relaxed into the action. As I did, I decided to test the waters, so I started to pull at her hair and fuck her mouth a bit. Not a full-on face fucking, but a little thrusting and some control of her movements. I asked if she liked that, and she looked up at me and said "yes, but not yet." She went back down and continued sucking my cock, and seconds later I was rewarded with her orgasm. Minutes after that, she stopped and crawled back up my body. We relaxed for a bit. She looked back at me "I was a bad girl just then. Shouldn't I be punished?" I smiled to myself and then smacked her ass, hard.
- A Bad Man in a Bad Place
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For fun, I sent him the Blowfish catalog. It arrived in my mailbox just before the holidays all glossy and tempting so I asked him if he'd like to check it out. There are some beautiful, delicious, and not quite usual things in that catalog. I want to see where his imagination takes him. He's already said he saw a few things that looked interesting. His assignment is to circle or note somehow anything that makes him curious. I have done the same with an on-line list. I have a feeling we will have some curiousities in common. I can't wait to get it back and compare.
- Clearing My Head Again
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To this pleasure he then adds the wet, hot heat of his mouth. Alternately he pushes with his tongue, fleshily probing, and then his lips suck deeply at my labia, tugging gently, a suggestion of the graze of his teeth keeping me wiggling under the weight of his hands. He presses harder on my arse, pulling me towards his face, and something lasciviously licks at my tight buttonhole, sweeping brushes of moist heat that has me trilling in shocked delight.
- Bittersweet Me
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See also: Sugasm #114: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)
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Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive
