Sex Blog Roundup: Eat Me

This week our intrepid sex bloggers take to the kitchen and between the sheets to indulge their oral fixations.

Food and sex. It's a natural pairing. Sensuous and decadent, food and sex have gone finger in mouth for millennia. Really, what could be more erotic than feeding grapes to Caesar? And who doesn't immediately revisit the kitchen scene from 9 1/2 Weeks whenever they hear that "Bread & Butter" song? Bottom line: Sex is delicious. We like eating pussy. Swallowing come. Devouring a girl like she was your last meal. Join Madeline for this week's lickable picks from the best of the sexblogosphere. Even though that's not really a word.

Ice Cream

He lifts the whole thing to his mouth, like drinking from a bucket. There's no way he can drink a gallon, but he's going to try. My clit swells as I watch his throat move, and if I watch carefully I can even see his tummy grow a bit with each swallow, each gulp traveling down to press it out a little more. A loop of melted cream falls across the soft flesh just above his nipple, and I offer to lick it off.

-Stuffies

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Guest Post: Ken

As she reached my stomach, she began teasing me as I had her…coming oh so close to sensitive areas and then skirting away. First my pelvis, then my entire body began to writhe and move under her touch. Blessedly she finally took me in her mouth, beginning slowly but quickly picking up the pace. And then in one swift move, she took all of me in her mouth. I was stunned…no one had been able to do that before and it felt incredible.

-Confessions of an Adulterer

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In Which I Am Subject to a Terrifying Premonition!

His tongue tapped against my clit and I heard myself gasp. Because his mouth was full and I didn't know how to tell him, I start talking to myself, silently, saying dirty things: You slut. You little whore, opening your legs to a stranger. You like that? I do, I do. My legs shook more, and I came with great relief. Brian's tongue kept on at my clit, slow and steady, soothing me as my limbs returned to normal. "Thank you," I choked when he came up for me.

-Living Somewhat Dangerously

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Unmanned

He takes off his clothing and stands tall before me, pulling me up by the hair to his cock.

I cannot take it deep enough. I cannot get into position quickly enough. I cannot balance. My body is too clumsy and too slow. I am always one step behind his impossible demands. He will give me two things to do at once, and take me to task for not completing one of them first. It is a trap, a test set for me to fail at every point.

—The Seduction of Infidelity

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At Your Service

It is a symbiosis. Your pleasure comes from my arousal. If I am happy serving you, then you are pleased. If I am joyous at worshiping your cock, then you are doubly pleased. You spank me to hear my pleasure moans, but never in anger. You use my body to your satisfaction, knowing that I love to be your toy. I know that my best efforts are always rewarded. I am happily at your service.

-Ravenous

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Girl as Cake

By the end of the evening, we had all literally devoured her, sweet girl that she was.

After we had helped ourselves to the sponge cakes, which we ate from plates and from her naked body, one of our gang moved to the chair at the end of the table, sat down, and helped himself to dessert-namely, her clit.

-Byron's New Adventures

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