Sex Blog Roundup: Shock And Awe

Sex is like a box of chocolates: part your lips and you could get a mouthful of goo. Or at least something you didn't know you were going to get. You might find yourself the girl meat in a boy sandwich, or experiencing the unexpected shock of a pierced tongue, or having anal sex in a movie theater ... once you're a consenting adult, you might be amazed at what exactly you're consented to (if you're lucky, that is). In today's collection of some of our favorite recent moments in the sex blog scene, you'll find all kinds of erotic shock and awe—and even a little shock and awww. It doesn't always have to hurt, you know.

Open that lid and help yourself to another one with the always tasty (if not always tasteful) Chelsea Girl after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl

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Power Exchange: Will I or Won't I (San Francisco Part 6)

Sexyhusband came into the room, of course, and started by standing off to the side as I kissed the new guy.  I slid to my knees and, leaning back, ripped open my skirt (it's held closed by five or six snaps on one side, unwraps a bit and then has a secondary single snap) and took him into my mouth.  I think part of me was just sitting there stunned at my own actions, while the rest of me dove in.

We moved to the bed, and I knelt to take him doggy style, which is perhaps the most comfortable position while sporting a corset.  I glanced back to make sure he was putting on a condom, which he was.  I felt his cock slide deep into me, and it was instantly recognizable to my brain as "not Sexyhusband."  No sooner had I begun to process that, when Sexyhusband's cock appeared in front of me.  He'd stripped and climbed onto the other side of the bed.  Both of them were calling me a naughty slut, and the guy behind me was spanking the side of my ass as he fucked me, which I moaned and encouraged more of.

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A Penny Found II

Come with me girl, I said as I grabbed her hand and led her into the bedroom. Pealing my shirt off over my head, I laid on the bed and beckoned her over to me. Kissing her once more, my hands went to my pants and quickly unbuttoned and pushed them down. Penny slowly kissed her way down to my hard cock. Grabbing a handful of her hair and tilting her head up so I could look into her eyes, I told her to show me what she can do with her tongue piercing and her slutty mouth.

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Movie Night (Part 3)

"BROOKE." He didn't like it that i finished my sentence and He had to raise His voice a little. "Yes Master?" i asked with a love-sick smile on my face as i gazed at Him adoringly. He didn't look at me as He spoke, He calmly gazed out the windshield and said, "Very soon your ass will be filled with my cum." That shut me up. Not because i was afraid. No, the thought of His cum in my bottom had an incredible impact on me. i was already wet and aching with need from having had Him in my mouth, but those words, stated so matter of factly sent heat surging through my body.

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Worshiping Post-Erior: Leaving My Mark

In order to create the deepest and most dramatic coloration, you must draw the blood vessels to the surface of the skin. This is accomplished by priming the flesh. I take either my hand (which she prefers) or a flat side and business side of a wooden hair brush (which she loathes - SERIOUSLY loathes) and smack repeatedly, until her buttocks glow a brilliant crimson. Once the sanguinary pageant explodes across her rump, it is time to bring out the serious weaponry.

Bamboo cane. Fiberglass threads. Coat hanger. Tips of my fingers.

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Exorcism

Now and again, He orders me to dress-up in the finest of fetish and takes me to a dungeon or bdsm club to play. i look forward to it... preparing, planning, primping. i visualize and anticipate His evil plans, but settle into the preparation and pleasing Him with my attire and behavior and not what will occur once that time arrives.
The closer the clock ticks, the fear and dread finds it way into my thoughts. The fear of His demon, the one i don't dare look in the eye. The fear of my own demon and what she begs for in that pitch heat of lust.

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Boner Fide

It's Sunday morning. We're deep in snug, dark chocolate coloured flannelette, offspring putting to use their self sufficiency breakfast-making training.

"Hug me. Hmm that's nice."

"You've given me boner."

I giggle and even after nearly 19 years I am flattered that he has this reaction (yes, I know, it could just be morning "wood" but I'm holding onto the thought that he finds me irresistible okay?)

"I didn't do anything."

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See also: Sugasm #88: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

Thumbnail by Igor Melkovich, via Kinkerbelle

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