Sex Blog Roundup: Adult Swim

Send those barely legal babes and jailbait twinks back to the playground, because today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the interweb is all about the grownups ... and those who like to play with them. No longer wet behind the ears, these seasoned adults soak the sheets with gushing orgasms, finessed massages and home-spun bondage—and for som, all those years of experience lead to ever more esoteric pursuits.

Don't trust anyone under thirty with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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Welcome—The Clean Towels Are On the Shelf To Your Left

Part of our agenda for my birthday dinner had been set the week before by phone.

"You mean you really don't own any sex toys?"

"No, just the ten—five on each hand."

"All this sex, all this bragging about gushing—and you don't fuck yourself with a dildo?"

"No."

"No lube?"

"Don't be silly. Lube is redundant. Haven't you been listening?"

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Oh My

It's not easy to sit here.

"Start nice and slow and firm" He said . . . bare hand ready and alternating sides. Each swat counted off, too long of a pause "That's two you owe Me." Always remember answer quickly. When the first nine are over . . . "Grab the belt" each of those counted off in perfect time . . . except once. My brain just drifted off . . . It's been quite awhile since He has used me. Each swat quickly making my flesh burn. Like it had never been touched before. Eleven swats searing my bottom. Are you catching the theme here? This is the way Himself does a remembrance. HIS WAY!

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Our New Bed

The picture shows our new bed—or rather it shows the "double" version of our bed. Ours is king-size, so is somewhat wider and has a vertical bar up the middle of the headboard. It's worth bearing that in mind for what follows . . .

Being made to sit up with her arms out horizontally along the bars and them being tied to the headboard of our new bed with hemp bondage rope makes Am feel rather aroused.

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Letter to a Lover

If I was lying in this bed, my eyes reflecting all the light in the dimly lit room and my mind wandering to places of amorous need, would you come and be the salve to my desires?

If when I moved beneath the covers and more of my skin would be exposed by the shifting sheets and my movement stirred something within you, would you feel what I feel? Could you come to me and cradle me with all you were, your skin touching mine and making a quiet fire between us. Could you make me crave you with just one touch?

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FemDom Activities: The Inspection!

From a male submissive's point of view, inspection by one's Mistress is a delicious, degrading, humiliating affair. There is no mistaking the objectification one feels at the probing, roaming hands and eyes of a Mistress inspecting Her male property.

Either upon a first play time meeting with a new Domina, a reacquaintance with a familiar FemDom play Partner, or perhaps simply a physical reunion after a week or more away from my Mistress, being inspected is a very affecting ritual for me.

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Massage

I was skeptical of his massage technique until I was laying face down on the bed with the warming massage oil rubbed into my skin. The massage was nice. A few 'too hard' rubs coupled with his hands running over my skin were enough to start the endorphins. I breathed deeply and emitted little whimpers of pleasure. Occasionally my body would jerk from the spontaneous tremors that shook me with full-bodied orgasm.

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See also: Sugasm #98: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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