· Hana Jakrlova: Big Sister (hanajakrlova.com, via sex-and-blogs.com)
· Big Sister: Erotic Club Online (bigsister.net)

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· Fernando Sanchez (thankgodforconceptualart.com, via box-mag.com)

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· "Redheaded exhibitionist" (RedTube)

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Previously: Flesh Flicks Archives

We spend so much time in our heads around here that it's nice when we're reminded of all the good stuff below our necks—and everyone else's too. In today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the interweb this week, we find sex bloggers in the throes of spring fever as they go on about their bodies: the joy of fecundity, the pleasure of self-pleasure, the limits of sensation, and the feel of a cool April breeze on a wide-open snatch.

Cozy up inside your skin with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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21st Century Fertility Figure

I took the above photo of myself on Tuesday morning. Coincidentally, class that day centered on nudes in art history, the earliest of which were ancient fertility figures. In light of Tuesday's lecture, the milk jug prop which hides my breasts suddenly seems symbolic. This is my Self-Portrait as a 21st Century Fertility Figure.

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A Tiny Flame

I write fantasy in my bedroom, the lights dulled and my lips quietly mouthing the dirty words that my feminine charm forbids me to utter out loud, my pen writing out a smooth scripture upon the page of my desires. I play with lovers (now only with my boyfriend) with an amazed wonder to find a fresh beat of light behind every sensation and burst of friction that my body joyfully succumbs to. I touch myself with the unbridled curiosity of a newly be-chested adolescent because it makes it more fun,

"Look here what is this . . . oh my . . . MMMMM."

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OK, So I Couldn't Help It ...

So, even though I've never really been that into Brad Pitt, I've always kind of wondered about it. You know what I mean? I guess after all the fuss, and all the swooning (other people were doing), at some point, as a gay boy, and a gay boy who's predominately a bottom, the question arises . . . about anyone really . . .

"Yeah, he's alright looking for sure . . . but does he have a big dick?"

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I'm Not a Masochist

Last weekend was the first time in a long time that Eileen and I made it out to the club. I used to hang out there religiously every Friday and Saturday night, long before I knew her. I used to miss the club because it was the club, it was my hangout, where everyone knew my name. But for a while, I was missing it—we were missing it—because it meant play, the kind of play that works better in noisy dark spaces with (I'm almost ashamed to admit it) onlookers you know are watching because you can feel their eyes but you can't see their faces. There's something delicious about that space, so fun, so personal, so intimate, and yet so public.

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Return of the Finger Vibe

I had some nice new bedding down on my big bed, so I covered it with another duvet so it wouldn't get caught by any of my semen, then I fetched a nice big white fluffy towel and laid it down on the bed and then undressed completely. Lying myself down, getting settled atop the towel and bed and relaxing. Thinking of somebody undressing me again, carefully and sensually peeling away my clothing. Imagining lips pressing against mine, the flick of her tongue across mine. Her mouth moving down against my chest, kissing and licking my nipples, though soon at my neck, kissing and dragging teeth against the skin.

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Sex Outdoors on the Van!

He laid me on my back over the engine bonnet of his Ford van, my legs apart, the cool night air blew over my bare pussy, sending a shiver through me that quickly dissipated as he moved on top of me, his hard cock pressing against my willing cunny lips which opened to receive him.

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Thumbnail via cakeandcock.blogspot.com

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive
 

If your job means crawling into the underbelly of New York nightlife photographing wannabe models and whacked-out club kids, you might think your birthday would be a good time to kick back and enjoy a nice, quiet night at home. If you're Gawker Media's resident smut wrangler Nikola Tamindzic, however, you go the other way and instead turn your birthday party into a wild, free-for-all photo shoot, complete with loud music, free booze and lots of exposed flesh. Taking over the weekly High Voltage party at Sutra Lounge in Manhattan resulted in an excessive amount of touching and rubbing and proved that people will do just about anything when they see a camera in the area. Our videographer Richard Blakeley was also there help to blow out the candles and capture just some of the madness on film. We've had a lot of birthdays in our life, but we never got a present like this.

· Wish Nikola a happy birthday @ AMBREL (ambrel.net)
· Featured product: NYC Condoms

Previously: Rated X Panty Party: "Cum On My Tattoo 3" Premiere, 2007 AVN Expo: Those Were The Days, Charlotte Stokely: 19th Floor, 2007 AVN Awards Photos: Gag On The Glamour!, Fleshbot Star Search: Ashley, Fleshbot Star Search: Your Ass Here

Spring break is here, and our intrepid sex bloggers are taking the show on the road. As we journey through these entries from some of our favorite moments in the sex blog scene this week we take in a blowjob at sixty miles an hour, miss a day trip in favor of a spanking, and feel our hearts skip when the right boy shows up at spring training. And if we'e sad when the vacation ends, we're reminded just what puts the "hot" in hotel sex.

Pack your tramp bag and hitch a ride with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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On the Road Again

My man and I have a mutual fixation: his cock. And instant gratification is a high priority. When I simply must have it in my mouth, I'm not one to wait for silly things like privacy or propriety. Fortunately for my (so far) pristine arrest record, he's got a little more self-control.

I did say a little.

He is all. About. The road head.

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Which is the Way That's Clear?

If I'd been in a suit, or in jeans, or in some primly proper pink dress, would the same situation have unfolded so neatly?

Ask the 8 Ball, baby. I think it's going to say, "yes."

"Take off your clothes," Jack murmured, voice soft but commanding as ever, and both Alex and I looked at him, Alex turning to glance over his shoulder. Who did he mean? Who was he talking to?

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Updates

My first at bat I walked. Nothing was really hit my way so far I haven't done anything to make myself look like an ass. My second at bat comes up and I single up through the gap and get on first. The crowd cheers and claps and I run to first. After the music for the next batter subsides I hear "Way to go Slugger". I turn and see Joe standing with 3 drunken girls by the first base wall. Joe smiles and I smile back.

The first basemen only says, "those are some nice tits." I laugh and agree but was really thinking about Joe.

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History: Marlene on the Wall

It happened a long time ago.

Yesterday.

I was lying in the bed where we'd fucked, despite not having a condom between us, and I ended up faking it for the first time in a long time because he was insistent about it even though he didn't come himself because, "It's giving away too much isn't it."

Yes, it is.

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Everyone Wants to Be Naked (And Famous)

The morning is bright and beautiful, the sky spattered with benign white clouds. Les and I climb the stairs to the rooftop, where we snap nude portraits of each other. An employee is kind enough to take a few shots of the two of us together. My girl giggles. We won't be naked again for a long time — at least not like this.

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M Hotel 2

He opens the door to me naked, already erect, and we fall on the bed kissing, his hand up my dress. I extricate myself long enough to pull my dress over my head, and he unclasps my bra and falls on my breasts like a starving man. He comes back up to my mouth and I whisper: "Fuck me". "Get undressed, then" he says, and rolls off me while I raise my legs in the air to unzip my boots and roll my stockings off, and slither out of my knickers.

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Thumbnail via UK Road Trips (paysite preview @ ukroadtrips.com)

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive
 

Sex bloggers spend their time writing about taking it off and putting it in, so it comes as no surprise that many of them are exhibitionists. Get an eyeful as the show-offs in today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the web this week crash an orgy, pose nude, model panties, and then are shocked—shocked!—when their naked flesh is discovered online.

Keep your eyes peeled (and watch who's looking over your shoulder) with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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The Sex Club, Part Two

I laid my towel over the chair, as I would do at any other pool and then sat down. Entirely unsure about the etiquette, I immediately went for my shoes and then socks—because if I was certain of one thing, it was that I wouldn't need these, not here. In a quick glance about the room, I discovered that everybody, absolutely everybody, was naked.

And so I began to disrobe.

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March Madness

I took my caned and punished ass to a fancy museum as an assignment. There's something about stinging welts lingering beneath a dress, red lashes hidden to the public, but catching wafts of air here and there to remind me that I've been marked. Marks that only I know are there, demonstrative that it isn't my ass anymore—it's His and His to mark.

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Good Answer

The most graphic photos ever taken of me would have to be those taken by D. Brian Nelson. When Don emailed me the first of the photos he had taken, I immediately gave him permission to use all of them however he liked.

I also emailed them to my boyfriend so I could share the wonderful pictures that had just been taken of me, as is my usual habit.

When I did so, I felt a twinge of panic.

We have a lot in common, including the fact that we're both exhibitionists. Until last night we have never outright admitted we're exhibitionists, but we are. We both relish the thought of engaging in sexual acts in front of others and being nude in public. We loved the monogamous sex orgies with Katie and Jason. Lauren in particular likes to show her stuff off, whether by wearing form-fitting (and sometimes revealing) clothes, sporting a skimpy bikini, getting naked in the women's locker room at her gym, stripping for me or—and this surprised me to hear—not wearing panties.

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Abuse of Authority

So, I used to be an r.a., that is a live-in dorm assistant, a "dorm mom," if you will.

This was also the period of time when I was actively seeking out pin-up work.

Of course, I should have known that I couldn't keep the two parts of my life entirely separate. I would come home just about every night and close and lock the door and my dormies would hear the whip cracking. On weekends iId stumble in soused with my clothes askew, and those clothes were fishnet and leather and six-inch foot-fetish Mary Janes.

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BDSM Beach, Part Nine

"I can't do it," Alisha said. "There is no way. I'm going to have to tell Kevin I can't do it."

"If you do that, you'll have to leave!" Cassie said.

Alisha looked out at the crowd. "Are you telling me you can do it?"

Cassie didn't know what to say. That was the question, wasn't it? She and Alisha looked out at the large gathering of men and women standing around the stage in the bar. It was nighttime, which meant over half of them were drunk already. The crowd was made up of college students like Alisha and Cassie, but right now they looked wild and savage.

"Contest starts in 10 minutes," a voice announced over the loudspeaker.

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Thumbnail by D. Brian Nelson via Candy Poses

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive
 

We've certainly posted our share of online portfolios featuring shots of sexy and/or drunk Noo Yawk hipsters going wild and fulfilling their Fleshbotian obligation of showing some skin (including this recent preview); now we can add photographer Bjorn Fagerholm's project documenting good times in the Big Apple to our collection of things to look at when we're stuck home alone and dateless on a Saturday night. Urban sociologist types will be fascinated by these real-life examples of trend-obsessed Manhattanites recorded in their native habitats; the rest of us can just be content to ogle the occasional bare boob. Fagerholm says he "became fascinated with how different New York parties are compared to what I am used to in Finland." Ethnopartyography, anyone? It might be enough to finally get us to go back to grad school.

· New York Nightlife (3jorn.net, via Indie Nudes)

Previously: Last Night's Party, The Book, New York, World's Sexiest City, Graffiti On Girls, Rated X Parties

We know what you're saying: "Jesus, Fleshbot, another post about naked amateur babes posting pictures of themselves on the interweb? Can't you come up with something we haven't seen already for a change?" And ordinarily we'd share your frustration that there doesn't seem to be much by way of novelty in the online porn omniverse these days. Then we'd tell you to shut your piehole and just trust us when we tell you that Show Your Goods has some of the absolute hottest shots we've ever had the pleasure of, er, coming across. We don't think we'll be hearing you complain too much after that.

· Show Your Goods (showyourgoods.net)*

*Update: Site (temporarily?) borked. Hey, don't look at us.

Previously: Hand(s) Down Pants, Amateur Hostel, SFF 18+, Flickr Obsessed, My Beautiful Wife, Night Amator, Gold62's Amateurs, I Feel Myself, Masturbation Passion, Beautiful Agony, Sexy Women Portraits

Things we know about Houston hotties Rose and Olive, who launched a brand spanking new photoblog on Nerve this week after attracting quite the fan base via their Flickr photostream: They live next door to each other. They don't close their windows when taking a shower. They both enjoy seedy motels, antique lingerie and old cameras. They take exquisitiely sexy photos of each another as well as self-portraits and pictures of friends and random strangers. They like to travel. They eat with their hands and don't mind getting them dirty. They both look really, really good partially dressed or with no clothes on at all.

Things we don't know about Rose and Olive: Their phone numbers. Guess you can't have everything.

· Rose & Olive (nerve.com; registration required*)

* Special to Fleshbot Readers: Check out Rose & Olive (and the rest of Nerve Premium offerings) with the username/password fleshbot/premium; the login will be good until later this week. You're welcome.

See also:
· Rose & Olive on Flickr (flickr.com/photos/tetheredtothesun)
· Rose & Olive on MySpace (myspace.com)