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Sex Blog Roundup
by Always Aroused Girl

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Fiction: The Seven Curses of Hannah Part One

It was a brisk October night, and in her dark bedroom, Hannah was wrapped snugly in her house robe. The plush material felt great against her naked skin, and for a brief moment, she was glad she was a larger woman because it meant she had more places to be touched by her robe. Her round breasts, round hips and very round bottom were encased in the soft fabric. She pulled her long brown hair out from under the robe so that every inch of her back could feel the soft terrycloth. Hannah's body always came to life when she wore this robe, and her aroused mind thought about checking to see if her husband wanted to fool around.

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Working Late

I feel him lose control, cumming hard and as I finally lose all sense of control, I watch as our voyeur coats his chest in thick ribbons of cum. He returns to his work, oblivious as I slip back into my coat, and head back for the elevators. I think about hailing a cab, before changing my mind to head into the office building opposite.

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The Flood Gates Open

I was grabbing at his cock as we went in the stall. He shut the door and pulled the lock over. He turned to me and pushed me, chest first, up against the wall. He was kissing and nibbling at my neck and I could feel his hands at the bottom of my skirt. He lifted my skirt to my hips. My legs were spread and no my bare pussy exposed. It was wet already and the air hitting it gave me a slight chill. The sound of his zipper going down was the last thing I heard before I felt his cock penetrate me.

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Autumn

She climbed into bed next to me and I wrapped my arms and legs around her to get a much of her skin in contact with mine as I possibly could. Unusually, she was warmer than I was and I sucked her body heat to me as I held her tight, burying my face in her neck and running my hands over her shoulders and bum cheeks. Her breathing grew deeper as I hit that spot just below her ear that excites her so much and grabbed a handful of her bum, squeezing hard. She slipped a hand down between us and took charge of my growing erection which was pressing ever harder onto her mons. This was supposed to be a slow, lazy Saturday afternoon's relaxation but suddenly there was an urgency that could not be resisted. I planted my lips tightly onto hers and she slid a hand around the back of my head, crushing me to her. Tongues probing and exploring tongues, lips, teeth.

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Roller Coaster

He lowered himself into the deep bath. It was a little too hot, the sort he had to take his time getting into as his body acclimatised. He slowly crouched until he was sat down and stretched out as far as possible. Bending his knees up he sank down until the bubbles touched his chin. He closed his eyes as the heat engulfed his body.

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A Little Surprise

My hips ground against him, my pelvis rocking as his mouth worked at my neck, his palm squeezing my breast, his fingers rolling my nipple. I gasped, goosebumps breaking out over my skin. He was driving me crazy. "Sooooo naughty," he whispered, sliding his hand back down my body to my ass. I lifted my hips, tipping my pussy up, needing to feel his touch there, but he only brushed his palm over the backs of my thighs, his fingers delicately exploring that tender spot where my thighs meet my ass. I moaned again in arousal and frustration, straining against the hand that bound my wrists, but he just closed his grip tighter, then spanked me again with shocking smacks that rang out through the room, making me gasp and cry out.

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See also: Sugasm #101: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

Thumbnail via Abby Winters (TGP/preview gallery @ pinkseeker.com, via Ask Jolene)

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

You know the story: LiveJournal meets fanfiction; LiveJournal promotes fanfiction; LiveJornal deletes fanfiction; fans of fanfiction raise unholy stink; LiveJournal rediscovers the love (and legality) of fanfiction, and everyone lives happily fucking ever after. If your fantasies abound with Draco Malfoy rimming Harry Potter, Faith spanking a submissive Buffy, or the Scarecrow giving Dorothy a little roll in the hay, we've got you in the palms of our slashfiction/femslash/fanfic hands with this collection of the best sexwriting on the web. Call it fiction for friction.

Let's sit around the campfire and let Chelsea Girl tell you a bedtime story (or six) after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl

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The Prurience of Purebloods
He ignored the low voices, filtered out the laughter... but then the room went almost silent, except for a sigh, a murmur, and a small moan. Suddenly, it was the book Severus was ignoring.

At first he thought that they hadn't seen him, and now it would be very awkward if he tried to leave the room. He chanced a small glance towards the door leading to his dorm and realised that he would have to pass the older boys. He also realised that one of the Lestrange brothers was looking at him, while sticking his hand inside his brother's robes. Severus looked away, pretending to read again.

His cheeks were heating. They were... touching each other! In plain view, unashamed it seemed, or perhaps trying to provoke him for some reason. Severus didn't know. He only knew that he was the one feeling embarrassed.
- Pornish Pixies

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Because Rynie Enjoyed it So
Hermione sat down on the couch that was right to the bed, giving Sirius a perfect view of her. Never moving her eyes from Sirius, she slowly began to rub her thighs, slowly, and teasingly spreading them. Giving Sirius a view, of her pretty black satin covered pussy. Sirius wanted badly to close his eyes, but couldn't, he eyes had permanently glued themselves on Hermione's cunt. Sirius noticed a wet spot through her black satin g-string. Hermione slowly licked her lips. Leisurely Hermione began to pull of her g-sting, giving Sirius a full view of her shaven cunt. The lips of her cunt glinting with her juices. Hermione gradually placed her hand between her lips, and spreading them, so Sirius could get a full view of her clit and all the glory that goes along with it. Sirius gazed at her pussy, as if he had seen nothing more beautiful.
- I Dream of Mia

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If Only (Wizard of Oz)
Dorothy moaned a little, the sound reverberating off the walls of her bedroom. She rubbed her clit again, but moved her hips forward into her hand, causing her to be even louder.

But the one great thing about the bedrooms there, they were either so far away from everything else, or sound proof, so no one could hear her. And part of the fun was being vocal about it, considering on the farm she had to be as quiet as a church mouse.

"D-Dorothy?"

Dorothy looked quickly over her shoulder, but her own movement against her hand caused to moan loudly again as her eyes met the Scarecrow's.

Without a conversation, or her needing to persuade him, he came over between her thighs and kissed her thoroughly.
- Lamb Fic

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A Jolly Roger!
Spike cursed loudly as he landed on his ass on a hard wooden floor. Oh, he was going to be having some words with that bloody pouf when (and if) he got back: how had he allowed himself to be guilt-tripped into being the guinea pig for their latest magical "project", or, rather, "disaster"? Sure, he'd caused a minor incident a couple of weeks ago involving the odd rabbit and a few other mystical happenings. Well, OK, two incidents, but even so!

He suddenly realised that he was sitting in sunshine. He leaped to his feet, shouting and beating desperately at his duster, only to discover that he was not in fact the expected pillar of flame.

"I'm not on fire!" he exclaimed in relief and delight, before realising that he was not alone. Slowly, he turned to face a very peculiar-looking man in what appeared to be a pirate get-up. The man's expression was far too nonchalant to fall into the realm of "surprised", despite the sudden appearance of the blond on his ship.

"Indeed you are not. An excellent observation! Care for some rum?" he asked, proffering the bottle in an expansive gesture.
- Ach C's Slash Fiction

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Buffy/Faith Spanking 3
Buffy let out a whimper, but didn't move yet. Both struggled for dominance on rare occasions, but Buffy was more content on being the submissive. She enjoyed the control Faith had over her and she knew everything the other girl did to her was out of love and respect. Right now Buffy was begging for a good spanking. Faith could sense that Buffy needed to let her walls down and spanking her was probably the only way that was going to happen. Contrary to most thinking, Buffy was the one who kept more things inside. She needed to share though; that's the only way she could work through her problems, she had to share and let Faith help if she could.

"I'm going to count to five," Faith said, dealing with Buffy in the way she would deal with a naughty five year old child that just didn't want to listen.

"One..." Faith said.

The blonde slayer still didn't move.
- Pretty Painted Words

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Sam and Dean, Part 2: Sam Tied Up
Sam and Dean weren't brothers now but lovers. Lovers Forever, forever love; bonded for life by Sam's hapless but hopeful desire to bestow and uncover universal acceptance in our world, like John Lennon's "Imagine," and Dean's simple but fierce determination to make homophobes, racists, and corporate Nazis pay for their ignorance, cruelty, and greed.

Also, Dean would do whatever it took to keep Sam alive. Even if it kills him.

Had a better bond between two guys ever existed?
- Mars with Mars and Venus

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Thumbnail via Vanilla Lies (vanillalies.com)

See also: Sugasm #82: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Lest you stumble into his domain looking for a little light bondage play or hot babes posing in latex, Ulysses doesn't waste any time letting you know what you're in for as soon as you visit his online repository of femdom fantasy material: "These pages are for those who enjoy stories and videos of men being humiliated, beaten and sexually abused by women. Some stuff here is not for the faint of heart and describes non-consensual fantasies. If you don't like to view such material, then please go away." Assuming you don't go away (and really, why would you?), you'll find dozens of explicit stories that should satisfy even the most hardcore of femdom fantasy enthusiasts. And don't miss the amazing gallery of work by Giko, which will be of interest to anyone who appreciates fine erotic fantasy art ... even if a leather-booted dominatrix using a willing slave as a human toilet doesn't happen to be on your list of favorite scenarios.

· Giko Fetish Art (youlysses.com, via Unscathed Corpse)

Previously: Femdom Art, (Long Live The) Flesh Flicks: Femdoms in Latex, Facesitting Japan, Mean Bitches, Girl Power: Sexy Art by Koutarou, Vanessa Blue: FemDomX, Facesitting Videos, Bondage Mistresses in Action

If you've spent any time at all looking for dirty stories during your one-handed perambulations around the interweb, chances are you've already come across (maybe even repeatedly) the sprawling Kristen Archive: started in 1997, it's become one of the more comprehensive resources of its kind. For anyone who's only gotten off to porn with pictures, though, Kristen's hospitality is worth a visit: with more than 15,000 erotic stories catering to just about every interest, fetish, and kink, you're bound to find something to make your blossom tingle. After all, man (and woman) cannot live on squirting videos alone.

· The Kristen Archives (asstr.org/~Kristen)
· Thumbnail via "A Friendly Fuck" @ Kristen's Archives—yes, there are illustrated stories too)

Previously: SonicErotica, Fuck and Tell: "Hooking Up: You'll Never Make Love in This Town Again Again", Sex Audia, Clean Sheets, Sex Blog Roundup Archive, Jess Fink's Dirty Limericks, Erotic Fiction Contest, Pulp Erotica

Believe it or not, some people don't need pictures of big boobs or videos of bouncing ass in order to get aroused. These non-visual types use something called "imagination" to tell "stories" and share their erotic adventures using "words" instead of images. It sounds kind of scary, but we've been looking into it and it actually works. For example, there's the long-running Clean Sheets magazine, which is a repository of sorts for sex through writing. Their website has regular updates of fiction, poetry and other tales told by talented authors - many of whom end up in popular anthologies - that will accomplish the exact opposite of what the name implies. We're not throwing away the DVD player or anything, but sometimes it's nice to unplug and let your mind do some of the work for a change.

· Clean Sheets Magazine (cleansheets.com)

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive, Jess Fink's Dirty Limericks, Erotic Fiction Contest, Pulp Erotica

So you think you have it in you to write a sex story steamy enough to ruin the pants of anyone who reads it? Then fire up your electronic typewriter thingy and get to work on a submission for the third BetterSex Erotic Fiction Contest. You shouldn't buy the "win $2,000 dollars and quit your day job to become a full-time erotic author" shtick, but the grand prize is a nice chunk of change and it would be good practice for your writing chops. Plus, it's just fun to sit around and think up euphemisms for the word "fuck." Trust us when we say that never gets boring.

· BetterSex Erotic Fiction Contest 3 (bettersex.com, via wired.com)
· Thumbnail via CinemaCowgirl (@ Flickr)

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive, Sex Blogger Outed, CyberDyke, Pulp Erotica, "Project Runway" Slash, More! More! More! Sexy Podcasts, Meet Rachel Kramer Bussel, "Star Wars" Sex Fiction