Sex Blog Roundup: This Is For Your Own Good

No matter how well-behaved a person might typically be, every now and then he or she will benefit from a little, uh ... loving correction, shall we say? It could be that their infractions are so mild that the stern application of a dildo will set them back on the right path. For mid-level offenders, a firm spanking or some enforced orgasms will do the trick. But for that chronic offender, nothing short of a public flogging—administered by a reproachful stranger, no less!—will correct their wicked behavior. Those are the toughest cases, and perhaps no amount of large-caliber weaponry will force them to straighten up and fly right.

Assume the position with Always Aroused Girl after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Always Aroused Girl

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"a sadistic little fuck"

But far more often, I treat him like an exotic chocolate bar, taking him to bed with me and unwrapping him slowly, savoring the smell and anticipation forever before taking even a nibble. Or like a spider who has a wrapped-up fly - why devour it right away? It's not going anywhere.

This means we lie face to face in bed, close together (especially at his house, where he has only a twin sized bed), and I just look in his eyes, and we talk. Lately when we do this, he is usually desperate with arousal. That's hot for me, and frustrating for him. He'd rather be taken and devoured. I make him keep his hands away from his cock, sometimes with his arms crossed across his chest. I could do this forever.

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"Naughty Thursday Night with Darth Vader"

I got up and he surprised me by scooping me up in his arms and carrying me straight to the bedroom. He threw me onto our bed and told me to wait and not move. He went downstairs and got the toys and cooler bottle which still had my pussy juices all over it. He came upstairs and locked our bedroom door and came over to me with the toys. He plugged in the Hitachi and used it on my clit for a while before he stopped and turned his attention to the cooler bottle.

I've never been fucked by a bottle before. This was extremely intense and I could feel it filling me deeply at times when he shoved it in deep.

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"The Supermarket: A Daray Tale"

"Good boy, now go and slide down her pretty panties."

I feel his long, slim fingers slip under the lace at the side of my panties. He slides them down until they reach the tops of my garters. It's far enough, my ass is exposed and I wiggle it at him as encouragement. Dar keeps talking, his words finally spurring Tad to action as the first slap brushes my ass.

"Harder, Tad. You can't injure her by hitting her ass, no matter how hard."

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"Fiction: What it Takes"

As for jacking the cock of Mackenzie's stud while Max gave her dirty looks? That was just hot. The boy toy was groaning now but that was alright. Mackenzie was too into her story and herself to even notice. Helen kept stroking the guy's cock, taking extra care to run her fingernail right over the tip with every thrust. She was pumping it so hard, her breasts were jiggling. They were threatening to fall out of her custom made dress. Helen almost wished they would just to see if Mackenzie would notice.

The pretty boy reached his hand under the table and tried to grab Helen's thigh. Despite the loudness of the bar, Helen imagined she could hear Max's growl. Helen squeezed the boy's cock as hard as she could and the boy whimpered in pain. He pulled his hand back like her thigh was on fire and very wisely kept his hand above the table. Helen rewarded him with a much gentler grip and resumed stroking him.

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"Thirty-Eight Caliber Nipples"

He began inserting his fingers in me, loosing me up and getting the juices to flow. He covered the gun barrel with a condom and slowly began to insert it inside me. Back and forth he went, between his fingers and the gun until he was able to get it inside me. The protrusion on top of the gun was a bit pinchy. He took his time, forcing me to keep my legs spread open.

I jumped as he pulled the gun cock and released the trigger. Of course, it wasn't loaded, but the sound still alarms and he smiled at my reaction. He removed the barrel head and peeled off the condom. He began rubbing the polished steel over my stomach and breasts. Poised over my right nipple, he brought the barrel opening down and covered my nipple remarking that I had thirty-eight caliber nipples and that my clit was most likely a twenty-two.

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"Her and Mr. Yellow and Me"

By her tone, I could tell that she was going to that place again. Where it was her and whatever man she was picturing in her head, the lover she'd not yet felt comfortable enough to tell me about. My voice, the reminder that I was in the room with her, was a distraction.

By the time she came — five times, before she was through — she was bucking her hips, making the bed creak, as her body begged for more of his bigger-than-me cock.

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See also: Sugasm #117: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Send an email to Dashiell Bennett, the author of this post, at dashiell@deadspin.com.

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