With packages as big, as meaty, as succulent and as tasty as the ones featured in today's round-up of the sexiest stories on the 'net, who wouldn't want to take a long, lusty look? Never fear, there's more than just looking going on. There's touching, feeling and tasting as well. Let your mouth water as you read these lusty tales, then go in search of your own presents to unwrap.

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The S Spot's Sexy Short Story Contest Winners! – Third Runner Up!

She is face to face with his straining zipper and her mouth has already begun to water. Her hands are bound though; she waits to see what he'll do next. Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, he unzips his fly, reaches into his pants and extracts his hard, throbbing cock. "Suck it" he says. She reaches her head forward, sticks out her tongue and flicks her it over the tip of his cock, as if to test him. She wants to know how far he's pushing his dominance. "That's not sucking "he says as he reaches behind her head, grabbing her by the hair, sending a new rush of pleasure through her body. "I said, suck it" and with that he shoved her head forward to his cock.

—the s spot

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Date night

So I did, running it up and down the underside of his shaft, swirling it over the head, worrying it under his frenulum. He gripped the headboard as he started to pump his hips against my face. My eyes watered and saliva streamed from my lips as he fucked my mouth faster and harder. I tried to focus on relaxing my throat, but it was no good: I gagged with nearly every deep thrust. "Mmmm, fuck," he groaned, getting close.

—Really and Truly

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Co-Hypno-Topping

I stared down at Trilby's prone form. She was only wearing a pair of lacy boycut panties and knee high socks. She was breathing heavy and waiting for commands.

"Tell her that if she is hit on her ass with any implement it would feel like she was being penetrated by a penis. Also if she is spanked long enough the arousal with build and build and she will have a powerful orgasm."

—Writing Dirty

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Avarice

Without looking at one another, the two men advance as one.

They stand a foot away from her, eagerly awaiting her inspection, their cocks jutting out proudly, arrogantly, from beneath their bellies. Both are desperate to be the first to garner her attention. The husband glances down and to his right, and he sees that the other man is no better or worse endowed than he is himself; if anything, the husband's cock is a little straighter, his glans more swollen than his rival's.

—Easily Aroused

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Heat

I traced right down the length of her spine, tasting her saltiness as I went, right down until that taste changed subtly, then up again to end behind her ear so that she was no longer able to contain herself and let out a long, low moan.

—Northern lights and sleepless nights

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One more day I haven't been struck down by God..

Taste yourself.

He doesn't have to ask twice.. it's one of the few real conceits I have, the belief that I taste amazing when I really get going. I've never been averse to licking my fingers- or someone else's fingers, or a cock- clean of my juices. Quite the opposite, actually.

—The binding of the muse

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· Thumbnail star: Sarah (itssarahtime.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

We could go for a good, old-fashioned Snow Day here at Fleshbot HQ. Bring on at least six inches of that white stuff so we can spend an entire day fucking our way to loads of the other white stuff. No snow days in sight? Madeline's found the next best thing: a collection of smoking-hot stories for a cold winter's night.

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Punishment

My eyes travel down your body
I see this excites you
I can't help but run the tip of my tongue on my lips
"On your knees... hands behind your back"

-A Girl's Gotta Have Options

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Twinkling Heat

I gripped the back of his legs and he arched his back against his desk. I could have gone on for hours, sucking his balls, teasing his cock's head with quick little flicks of my tongue, fucking him with my mouth...

-Bringing My Sexy Back

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Slut Wife in the Club

I moved my hands through her hair sometimes pulling her mouth against my cunt. I slid one hand under my shirt and tortured my nipples. I twisted them and pinched them. I felt my hips moving in rhythm with her tongue. Finally it was too much for me I arched my back and let out a moan as I came hard against her mouth. She kept licking and licking driving me wild until I finally had to pull her head away. She licked her lips and smiled a wicked smile.

-Hotwife Blog

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Ball Gag Misuse

Jessica was quite cooperative while I tied her to the chair. It was a lovely steel and leather construction, with nice clean lines and a subtle bondage sensibility to it. Very easy to attach wrists and ankles to, as well. Good piece of furniture to have in a hotel room.

-MonMouth

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The Babysitter

In one quick movement she undoes the tie and opens up her dress, presenting her body to me. Her stockings end in suspenders under which she wears no underwear. Her black bra accents her pale skin, as does the large tattoo that stretches across her stomach — a bird in flight with wings that stretch from breast to breast.

"As good as your wife?" she asks seductively.

She holds open her dress, allowing me to take her in.

"Better."

-Prurient Interests

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By the Twinkling Lights...

Off came my skirt. I stood naked in a softly lit room, with nothing between me and the outside world except thick panes of glass.

We kissed.

My hands blindly sought out his skin.

His hands, having no barrier, fluidly roamed my body.

My hands, restricted by his clothing, desperately yet weakly fought to get through.

His hands gripping my ass, he lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his waist.

My ass met the cold glass.

-This Could be Dangerous

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· Thumbnail Star: Kream (www.extremekream.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Ready or not, the holiday season is upon us, and we're not quite ready for the shopping, the cooking, the manic cheer. Would it be so wrong to retreat to the bedroom 'til January 2nd? To take refuge from the insanity in the silken caresses of that most amazing organ, the one that responds so wonderfully to the gentlest of touches? That's what these sexy writers do; in fact, they can hardly keep their hands out of their pants!

You might feel the same after reading their words. Go on. Play with that pretty pussy. It'll keep your mind off the holidays and you out of the mall.

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Got the job, got some Mr OMG. I rock

He laid me back on the bed covers and did angelic things with his tongue and fingers and after a few minutes said he needed to fuck me. I reached to embrace the approaching outline of his torso, but changed my mind and said I originally wanted his cock in my mouth and that's what I was going to do. He stood and I lowered my mouth around his erection and somehow took most of it in the first journey down and held him inside until he groaned. I only got about 10 strokes in when he insisted he had to be inside me.

—the dirty blonde

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Straddle

I want to hike up my skirt and straddle him in his desk chair. To lick his neck and nibble on his earlobe as I unbutton his shirt. To rake my nails down his chest and feel his growing erection pressing up against the flimsy silk of my moistening panties.

—Bringing my Sexy Back

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The Witness – Part I

It was becoming harder for her to concentrate. She could feel the orgasm building. Fingers played over her labia, indulging in the growing wetness there. Now and again she dipped her index finger inside, just quickly, fleetingly, before bringing it back up to her clit once again.

—Lady Pandorah's Sanctuary of Sensuality

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Fucked

He ordered me to bend over the bed, which I did quickly. I felt him behind me, then I heard the bottle of lube open. I felt a cold drop drip onto my ass and pussy, and I knew what was coming next. I was right. The buttplug was lined up and pushed in. Shortly after, so was Master's dick.

—Love/Sex/Kink - A Love Story »

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After the window

With time running short we built up to the final frantic fuck over several different positions. Each has its attractions, but bulling is always a favourite of mine, and not only for the busy swing of his balls and the joyful noise of his flesh slapping mine, but for the breath-taking, eye-popping force he can apply when he's on his knees behind me, pounding away at it.

—Pussy Talk

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Finally..SEX!

His hands go under my thighs and he lays me down on my back. My legs spread, he thumbs my pussy and notices how smooth it feels, being shaved. I felt his tongue on my clit and he starts devouring me, licking and tongue between my legs. I start squirming, moaning and crying out.

—ღYour §weetest Tabooღ

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· Thumbnail star: A very Penny Flame/Aiden Starr Christmas (penthouse.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

This week's post-Thanksgiving Roundup takes a look at some of the hottest scenes in the sexblogosphere (It is so a word!), enough to satisfy our appetites, but leaving us hungry for more. Madeline's come out of her tryptophan coma to bring you the best desserts on the web: threesomes, blowjobs and hot girl-on-girl action to name a few. Plus, a virgin who gets his cherry popped by a lady who's kind enough to tell us all about it.

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I Dance for You

I nuzzle your neck, your chest, your stomach, then use my teeth to get the elastic of your shorts down around your cock. Beautiful.
Kneeling between your legs I take a quick look up to make sure you are watching me. I need you to watch me. You gasp lightly as I take the head of your cock in my mouth, lightly grazing it against my teeth before I close my lipsticked mouth down over you and back up again. I lift my head and smile slyly as I take a swallow of the sweet red wine. Back down, I swirl the liquid around your stiffness and let some spill down the side so I can lick it up. That's when I stand up and look down on you and the thick eight inches I want so badly inside me.

—Scintellectually Yours

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Come Monday Night

Finally-the thrill of his touch, his finger that lightly chased from the center of my collar bone, cold and light down the center of my body, pausing just above my hips, and the same line drawn down my back. Just that, one finger that was not aggressive or forceful, and I already felt myself breathing differently, pleading silently for more.

—you fucked the suburbs out of me

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I don't mean to be rude...but I need you to fuck me right now...

There's such an exquisiteness of that first thrust, that all the subsequent ones just cannot compare to. Not saying that they're bad, of course, but the first one is definitely best. A desire finally sated, an itch finally scratched, a cunt finally filled. We held each other close, my legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to me, deeper into me, gasping as he fucked me hard, just like I'd wanted, like I'd needed.

—More Sex, Chocolate and Red Lipstick

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His Threesome Last Weekend

I opened my phone to find a picture of a woman with her hand on her pussy.
No message, just the image.

I didn't recognize the pussy and the number didn't register from my address book. Manicured fingernails....beautiful clit....no pubic hair.....I start to weed out the possibilities.

—The Beautiful Kind

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The Pieces in Place

On top of me, the man half of the married couple growled, "Last time I saw you, I smelled like you for hours."

—Nightmare Brunette

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His First Fuck

When she felt his legs stiffen some and his cock starting to throb even harder, she backed off and allowed him time to regain his self control. She didn't want to stop, but if she wanted to get fucked by this man…this young, energetic, enthusiastic man….and she did want him to fuck her, then she would have to pace herself.

—The Pink Poppet

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· Thumbnail Stars Tara Lynn and Chastity courtesy of Her First Lesbian Sex (www.herfirstlesbiansex.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Sure we're thankful for good food, visits with the fam, the start of the holiday shopping season and a few days off work, but we'd really like to sing the praises of great sex. The bloggers in this week's round up of scorchingly sexy moments have already started. Never doubt their gratitude for hard cock, fast stripping and the joy of post-sex laughter. Read along with their exploits and don't forget to say a big thank you the next time you drop trou.

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More on Monday

I thought it was already open before He tormented me, I was wrong, after tormenting and fucking with the vibe I was VERY open. I could feel how open I was.

He licked my slit lips and dug His tongue into my greedy fuckhole, rubbing His nose against my swollen clit. He could smell cunt juice mixed with Cinnamon Oils. Once again He worked on me and I moaned, telling Him I would come, knowing I was not permitted to.

—EJK's slave

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Hotel stay - Part 1

We were now beyond behaving well and ran to our room, slamming the door behind us.

I had planned a nice romantic gentle night of lovemaking but had realised on the train that things weren't going to work out that way. As soon as the door was shut, we stripped each other naked and fell onto the bed. We rolled around, kissing and fondling – generally rubbing whatever we could against each other and trying to get our fingers into whatever part of the other person we could.

—Cumming of age

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Invitation

My hand quivers as I unbutton her blouse, each button...an invitation to come dine. She tosses her head back, her red hair like fire. Her pale skin and her red lips... flush. She holds my arms above my head, ties me gently to the bed. I don't struggle or panic for I know what is to be... she lowers her head to my groin, slides a finger deep into my...

—Indigo

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Chocolate covered...

I opened the bathroom door and exited. You took one look and nearly died laughing.

My cock, still hard, was covered from the tip to the balls in that same chocolate dipping sauce you get at ice cream places...and that was covered with a strawberry drizzle, and the whole thin coating in chopped cherries and nuts! All topped with whipped cream!

—Single Sex at Sixty

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My Turn

Loud. Hard. Thought I saw a tear come down her cheek as I look up at her face. The moment I did that...she squirted me on my own cheek. OH MY GOD! Fabulous! Kept the whole thing going as long as I could sense she wanted it. On and on and on.... till finally we stopped and rested. I laughed out loud and she asked me what was funny. I said quietly and proudly "Honey...you shot me on my face."

—Torchlight

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Dare

He leaned closer into me, putting his bicep against my lips, daring me to bite him as I struggled. I bit my lip instead, grunting against the need to dig my teeth into something. When he jammed his thigh harder into my cunt I opened my mouth against his shirt.

—Journey Into Submission

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Romeo's sweet dream

You can feel my hard cock throbbing, begging to be released as you run the tips of your fingers across the bulge, slowly, you can hear me trying to control my breathing, trying to control myself as you flatten out your fingers and start rubbing, harder. In his rear view mirror you can see from the look in his eyes that the taxi driver knows exactly what you're doing, and that only adds to the building tingle of excitement.

—Taste Like Kisses

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· Thumbnail via Gang Banged Girls (apmhostedgalleries.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Let's face it: when women take control in the sack, it's hot as hell. This week, Madeline's queued up some of the sex blogosphere's most assertive femmes who've got one thing in common: they're getting exactly what they want. From a langorous blowjob to a threesome, to an appreciative voyeur, these are stories you'll want to listen to again and again.

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My Place

I start slowly, deliberately. Stroking your entire length making you harder. I feel the blood coursing through your cock; pulsating, craving my hands and my mouth. Very tenderly I cup your balls, tugging them ever so slightly while my other hand steadies your cock for my tongue.

—Dangerous Liaisons

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Charge Forward

He bent Mona over. She put her hands on the corner of the bed and he slowly put his cock into her pussy from behind. I had been concerned that it would be difficult to have an erection around another guy. But, I just concentrated on Mona and it didn't seem to be an issue. I stepped closer and she lifted one hand off the bed, stroked my dick a couple times, and then took me into her mouth. My hands went to her black hair and I fed her more cock as Chet began to drive into her from behind.

—Crack The Whip

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Bedroom Doms and The Perfect Moment

when I'm on top, his cock perfectly hits my g-spot, which is not something I can say for most guys in any position. It's actually a little too intense sometimes, and I have to slow down because I start to get sore. Watching his face as I fucked myself with his cock, him pulling me toward him so he could suck on my nipples, leaning back so he could play with my clit while he was still inside me…

—Between My Sheets

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fucking you from behind

You look so good there in front of me, your head down on the bed, your ass raised, your thighs spread, wanting me, welcoming me, and I can see the warm wetness of your cunt so deliciously exposed. You're masturbating too, one of your hands enclosed around your breast, clutching, tugging, the other down at your clit, rubbing yourself, knowing I'm watching you, wanting me to watch you, wanting me to fuck you.

—Dirtyboy's Dirty Thoughts

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Honey

I lay on the bed – hot, throbbing and naked and pulled him atop me, writhing underneath him, slick with sweat. I rubbed my cunt against his cock, tempting him until he lost all self-control. He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and plunged in hard and deep.

—Bringing My Sexy Back

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I Did as I was Told

The curve of my back as it arched off the mattress cast a shadow against the wall. You grabbed onto my hips and pulled me to the end of the bed. On your knees you ran your hands from my waist to my littlest toe before diving into the warmth waiting for you between my legs. A long slow moan escaped my lips. The same moan I had imagined in my mind over and over again. The anticipation I had for this moment could not match the actual feeling that was being played out between my legs.

—Barefoot Dreaming

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· Thumbnail Star Lea Martini, courtesy of Suze Classics (www.suzeclassics.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

We know some enjoy depriving themselves or their lovers of the sense of sight during sex, but we can hardly figure out why. There must be some really excellent reason; however, the bloggers featured this week aren't willing to give up their ability to keep an eye on the action. And why would they when there are so many amazing things to see? Look on as they fellate, masturbate, penetrate, fornicate and appreciate lots of other nifty sexual activities that must be seen to be believed. Keep watching!

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Clarity

"Look at me. Look at me!"

And you did. You looked at me as I came, your cock thrusting into my pussy and I worked it for all I was worth. It was the first time I ever really let the orgasm take control. My hips bucked beneath you and it just kept coming, my pussy contracting around your cock. I don't know if it was the longest orgasm I have yet to experience or simply what can be only be called a clusterfuck of orgasms. But I know I came and my face was intent on yours as I did.

—of Sex and Love

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Good morning, world!

I moved to lie on top of her and we fell into some repetitive, deep kisses. My hands slid down her sides and brushed her hips lightly. I kissed down her neck, felt her tits well-formed and warm underneath my chest. A few words were exchanged, her legs opened and I adjusted my position.

—Innocent Loverboy

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Delicious

Wordlessly, Nimue slides my shaft out of her lips, flicking her tongue across the tip a few times. She rises to her knees, slings one leg over my motionless form, and lowers herself onto my cock, glistening with her love, devotion and saliva. She hovers for a second or two, my head just barely between her lips, before sliding my entire length into her cunt.

—la petite mort

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'Impossible Geometry'

In goes the tip. Swallowed is the glans.

"How's that?" I ask. I hardly need to be told Imogen's response.

"Mmm..." she says nonetheless, and releasing her sex, pulls Fran down. "More..."

I can feel Fran's cock rubbing against mine. This is always a spooky feeling. But now, because of this wholly untried position...me behind her and yet not fucking her...it takes on a completely different personality.

—Probitionate in Situ

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Hey baby, I'm your handyman...

Or how she'd bend over in her little terrycloth shorts right in front of my face while I was pulling weeds. One time she bent over facing me, giving me a direct view of those lovely boobs as the front of her tank top fell away from her frame.

Then, while sweeping up SM dropped those shorts, sat down in a chaise lounge, spread her legs and started playing with her pussy.

—Torn Shorts & Anteaters

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Carpet burns

Soon we were both standing in the middle of the room, completely naked. I didn't need to persuade him tonight: he got right down on his knees without a word from me and started licking. It felt good, as we'd had a whole week without sex, which has been heightened over the weekend by the ‘no hanky panky' rule laid down by the rents.

He pulled me down on top of him so I was sitting on his face. I played with his hair as he grabbed my bum and pulled me forcefully onto his mouth even more, and moved me backwards and forwards over his tongue.

—Lacestockings

*****

· Thumbnail stars: Angelina Valentine and Courtney Cummz (naughtyamerica.com)
· See also: Sugasm #163 (sugasm.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Delicious goodies were everywhere this past weekend and the bloggers in this week's roundup of the horniest moments in the sex blog scene won't let even one go to waste. While some folks look for treats in baskets, the wisest search in more intimate locations. Behind some cleverly positioned snaps, beneath a zipper, under a button fly — these are the best hiding places. Why don't you look too?

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Why You Don't Attempt Threesomes With Drunk Men Without Prior Discussion.

We're on the bed with his English accent hovering dimly and his fingers hard between my legs. I can't remember if I came, or if I pretended to, I only remember that his hands were too hard, and he hurt. I remember the burst of his cum, splashing on his stomach as my hand pulsed around his cock.

—Blessed Are The Perverse

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Love letter to a memory.

As I start to fumble with the sheets, I hear you sit up, and feel your body heat before you've touched me. As you close that distance, one hand finds its way to my bare waist, my hips, and pulls me to you. Your other hand brushes the hair off my neck and shoulder before it joins the other at my waist. I close my eyes and lean into you as you kiss my neck, softly and sweetly.

—(un)Scripted Sexuality

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Watching a Beating

He had me get on the floor next, towels underneath in case I squirted, and he used the Hitachi on my clit and then wand in my pussy. He teased me into a frenzy and then let me come. I grunted and grabbed at his back, looking to clutch at anything I could get my hands on.

—Diary of a Kinky Librarian

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I Love Movie Night

I lifted up my shirt and popped a juicy nipple in her mouth. When her warm breath soaked my on button my pussy started to juice up. The panties were getting in the way so she started to slowly eased them down as my sister seemed to be unaware of what was happening. With three of her slender fingers jammed in my slippery hot pussy and my nipple in her mouth I was in heaven.

—The Kink Chronicles

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Kaleidoscope

As her sounds became more frantic, I couldn't hold back any longer. I was already so aroused that my inner thighs were slick with my excitement. I stroked my fingers lightly over my clit, wanting to savor my arousal, wanting to prolong it. I pushed a finger into my cunt and brought my juice up to taste myself, imagining it was I between her legs, tasting her sweetness, plunging my tongue inside her, sucking on her, causing her to make those sounds.

—Pieces of Jade

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Not Much of a Torpedo

That is when the light bulb finally when on in his head and we started up.

Now I had a career of sitting in a man's lap and wiggling so I kind of can tell a lot of things as I suspect most if not all women can. Well as we were kissing like horny teenagers and his hand all over my tits I kept on wiggling hoping to feel a nice hard dick at some point.

—Diary of a Sex Object

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· Thumbnail star: Veronica (ithinkthatshot.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

It's Spring, and to celebrate, sex bloggers around the world are dousing themselves in melted chocolate and eating Marshmallow Peeps wrapped in ham. Actually, spring has had a crazy effect on this week's bloggers. From hot tub hot dogging to ex-girlfriend fantasies to full-on, dirty-talking strap-on fuckery, it's pretty obvious there's no need for a birds/bees chat. We'll save that one for church on Sunday. Madeline likes to use the chocolate bunnies as visual aids.

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hot doggin'!

I invited Conner upstairs using the view as a selling point. Within 5 minutes I was naked in the hot tub and Conner was stripping down to his plaid boxers. Fuck that boy had a hot body. We talked for up to an hour before anything sexy happened but finally I broke his good boy spirit. He couldn't keep his hands off of me and I couldn't keep my hands off his perfectly formed cock.

We splashed around that little whirlpool for awhile before I ended up bent over the side of it. Conner didn't want to penetrate but his cock was so hungry for a hole. This was the point in the evening when something new and exciting happened: hot dogging. Urban Dictionary defines it as "when a male rubs his penis between another person's butt cheeks without penetrating the anus." Because I have an ample ass it was easy for his cock to disappear in my crack. Nature's lubricant, spit, provided the slip and slide necessary for each thrust.

—the blazing shark wants your balls

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Powerful Submission

I put the collar on for the very first time, fingers trembling, suede soft against my skin. I pulled the strap snugly through the shiny buckle and slid the end into place. I paused for a moment to smell the delectable scent of new leather. I could feel the blood coursing through my body, feel my heart pounding, feel myself becoming wet with the new sensation of constriction. My skin erupted in goosebumps and my nipples hardened as I fingered the D-rings and centered the collar on my neck. It was time to look in the mirror and face the decision I had made, to see the physical evidence of the new direction I was taking. We were taking together.

My gift of submission is powerful.

—Ravenous

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His Eyes

It was the love that undid her, the love that made her offer her throat to his hands, her wrists to the rope.
The rage she could have fought, the madness feared, the pain lamented... but the love... it was the love that undid her, and brought her to her knees for him as she had never knelt before. It was the love that reminded her to breathe through the pain he gave her, let her accept the penance without anger or retribution. Let her welcome it.
It was the love that made her hate herself for hurting him, and love him the more for forgiving her.

—Ruby Incarnidine

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Confession: Breaking the Girl

As she is bent in half in a standing-hogtied sort of way, her cunt is bared to me like a split peach. I can easily go from inflicting pain on her ass to her cunt.

But no….that only satisfies part of my desire. I wanna make her squirm. Blush. Cry. I want to break her.

I don't want a slut who's at ease with her sexuality. I don't want a whore who's been around this block a time or two. I want a girl who cringes when sex words roll off her tongue. I want to make her say cunt and clit and suck and nipple and fuck and I want her to blush while she says this stuff. Tease her with these words and the pain (the bittersweet raw pain) and the begging until she's crying.

—This Could be Dangerous

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Run

there's a guy beside you he's running too is he your new guy his thighs are strong i remember how you used to love to nuzzle your face into my thighs and breathe deeply the salty scent between them and my heavy balls you groaned with such feral pleasure while you sucked air my scent my salt in through your nose just before you would swab your wet tongue up the length of my shaft jesus christ it was so good you're so great at sucking cock honey

—Urban Roguery

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My slutty little girl.

"Please, baby, I need it, I want you to fuck my pussy."

I do like the way she begs. I nearly acquiesced, but said "no" again, pulled back to shift to my knees on the bed. Took her hair in my fist as she bent in front of me. "Do it real pretty, and I'll fuck you."

She lowered her lips to my cock and kissed. Swallowed. Lapped with her tongue, ran it along her lips. I didn't stop with the talking. "Baby, you suck it so good. That's so pretty in your mouth, suck it deeper, yeah that's it, good girl."

—Sugarbutch Chronicles

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· Image of Zafira courtesy of Flexy Pussy (flexypussy.com)
· Sex Blog Roundup Archive

We watch in delight or dismay as our chosen basketball brackets play out. What can we do to celebrate success or ease the pain of failure? We make brackets of our own, of course. Our favorite pairings this week come from those who have ended up in the most unlikely matches for fun ball-bouncing games. Keep your eye on the ball and read on to see how it all plays out.

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Risqué Abstracts #33 : Easily Aroused

Your cunt will be so wet, and it will only get wetter as you listen to me undressing behind you, as you hear the last of my clothes fall to the floor. You'll feel me move behind you as I kneel on the bed, feel my hands grip the cheeks of your arse, feel my glans pressing into your sodden cleft, and then my hard cock plunging deep into your cunt without invitation.

—Easily Aroused

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The Tease

I want to feel man's hard cock pressed up against me, straining for entry. I like to be pinned down, hair pulled back, and slammed into hard and fast. I want to feel like I've aroused him so much that he has no choice but to do it hard and deep, like he has no control over himself.

—Bringing my Sexy Back

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Fantasy*

Immediately I feel hands all over my body : pinching my nipples, rubbing my clit, fingering me...In the background I hear the camera taking pictures - I can't wait to see the pics. It's only a matter of minutes and the gag is out of my mouth and there is a hot wet pussy in its place.

—Dangerous Liaisons

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Body Language

My back on the bed. Her legs around my torso. My right hand on her stomach. My left hand on her thigh. Her hands remove her top. My hands slide up her skirt. Her hand down her body. Her hand between her legs. My hand over her breasts. Her nipples between my fingers. Her breasts in my palm.

—We Sleep Together

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New To You Fiction:Window Dressing

He slipped his hard manhood between her bound thighs. The binding of her legs together ensured the tight fit and she recognized Thomas's gentle but steady penetration. Thomas sank himself into Erica slowly and Erica moaned as he opened her. The bliss of being filled added to the burning sensation of his stomach when it pressed against her sore buttocks. Erica was literally in a state of heaven.

"Erica," Thomas whispered as he fucked her ever so slowly. "They're watching you right now."

—Erotiterrorist

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Catalina loves Sunday Sinful Stories

I throw my clothes, piece by piece across the room until I'm straddling his lap in nothing but heels. Completely naked and vulnerable, I'm all in, there's nothing to fear and nothing to lose. "Of course I think about fucking you. I think about you when I'm fucking her. I think of you sucking my cock when I jerk off. I think of fucking you every time I see you." It may have been the hottest thing I've ever heard said.

—Catalina Loves

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Spring's been ushered in and with it have arrived the usual horny thoughts. Some of the best sexy writing on the web this week features cocks rising like tree sap and cunts blossoming like daffodils. What to do with all that energy? Have an orgy. Enjoy a smoke-job. Fuck your boyfriend's ass. Or even head outside for a self-administered bondage session. It's Spring! Anything is possible!

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Let me entertain you

...there was a question of when things would get going.

"Well, now, I suppose."

Lights were dimmed, clothes came off and the party games began (which makes me think we should have had a piñata). One minute people are eating hummus and chips the next thing you know people are being fingered on the couch, making out in the kitchen, fucking on my floor and flogging people in front of my full-length mirror.

—Fuck: A Love Story

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The Marlboro Man

So instead of grabbing his cock, I started tugging on his balls while blowing the smoke directly at him. Now he was really getting into it. After a minute of ball play and smoke he says "Pinch my nipples with your other hand... Ohhhhhhhh... that's it..."

Now picture this - right hand pinching his nipple, left hand rubbing his cock, and my lips blowing smoke into his face. Am I good or what?

—Happyendingz - confessions of an erotic masseuse
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I kissed a girl, and I liked it...

Reading my mind, or perhaps my tensed body...

"Relax..",

She said.

Sidling up to me, she used the thrust of her pelvis on the forward stroke, clearly "fucking" me.

"Isn't 'fucking' someone great?" I gasped out between tensing.

—Full Contact Monogamy

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Kyle Gets What's Coming

Roxy to Kyle: *Pulling away, still holding your hair tightly in my fist* You feeling good, lover?

Kyle to Roxy: *loving your mouth.. trying to hold back the building orgasm

Kyle to Roxy: mmm yesss baby.. you make me feel so good

—Uncommon Curiosity

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Single Tail

Something different now, something that cracks through the air like a missile. It licks across my ass, sharp at first, then warm and caressing as it trails. It feels like it leaves fire in its wake, and I start to laugh because the endorphins are hitting me that way. In my minds eye, I see it biting into my skin, splitting me open then unzipping me in its wake like it is a serrated knife.

—The Red Sneaker Diaries

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Tied Naked In a Field Of Grass

I used the twine on the bale as a bondage point and had tied one wrist to one side and my ankles spread wide on either side of the bale as I was sprawled on top.

I started having what was one of my usual orgasms but it slowly started to feel different…stronger. I assumed it was because of the bondage but when I finally did achieve orgasm it came over me like a wave. It felt like gallons were coming out of my body. I was frozen with shock as I realized that.. biologically …I was now a man.

—Unspeakable Axe

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Things don't always go as planned. In uncertain times, it's good to know you've got options. For example, financial experts advise that if your IRA is tanking, you shouldn't go crazy and pull out of your investments; rather, you should continue and invest more. We're not financial advisers here at Fleshbot HQ, but we understand that wisdom. In times of uncertainty, we advise staying the porny course and keeping in touch with yourself. This week, Madeline's rounded up stories that'll help you do just that. From voyeurism to golden showers, these stories will keep you on the path to good wanking.

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Cashmere Thoughts

Her hips were gyrating against the bed. My heat increased. As if on cue, she raised her feet and spread her legs just slightly. My face pushed closer to the door peering for a view. There it was, the moist lips of her sex peeking out between her warm thick thighs. Cashmere swiveled her hips against the bed as she whispered into the phone. My manhood was bolder than I, he pressed against the door trying to push it open. I was rabid with desire. I felt my hips swivel in concert with hers, our bodies were feet away from each other but moving in a syncopated rhythm.

-The Dirty Details

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The Carousel

"James..." I sighed and laughed and Finn leaned in a little closer.

"Yes?" he urged, taking my hand as if this might bring about some huge confession.

"James likes to be fucked in the ass." I said and looked at Finn, waiting for the arched eyebrow but didn't get it.

"By girls or boys?" he asked. He's got this down, Finn does.

"By me." I answered.

-Ambient Storm's Provocative Persiflage

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Study Break

I stepped forward, closing the gap between us, and reached out to her hip, my fingers trailing over the soft pink satin. "It feels good", I breathed, and pushed my lips onto hers. Straight away her tongue was in my mouth and as she draped her arms around me she pulled me close to her, crushing my lips on hers and filling my nostrils with the scent of her perfume. As my hands wandered over her body, slipping across the silk, I pushed my hips against her, the hard bulge in my trousers pressed against her soft mound. My hands slipped around behind her, and as I slipped the nightdress up over her naked bottom, I squeezed hard, lifting her onto her tiptoes and grinding her navel against my thick erection. "Mmmmm", she groaned, hot breath in my face as she mirrored the pressure pulling her lips harder onto mine.

-Mendicatus

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the delicious

I kissed him and he made pained sounds and I wanted to know what hurt. It was his nipples, with the clamps being pressed against me. I loved that, and pulled him tighter to me to kiss him harder. He moaned. A lot.

-Devastating, Yet Inconsequential

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Mood Killer

lucky for him, he was a good kisser and he offered to make it up to me by offering to go down on me. he had soft lips and a good tongue so i agreed. i lifted my hips as he pulled off my skirt and spread my legs so he could find a comfortable place. he put one of my legs over his shoulder as he got close to my pussy. his fingers started by circling my clit. he gave soft kisses and licks to my already wet lips. with his free hand, he started to spread my lips a little and his tongue moved to the inner lips. my breathing was getting deep. he had amazing oral abilities.

-Love in the Capitol

—-—-

It started when I shyly told the older man that I regularly peed in the shower. (I was shy about everything then.) Since we often showered together, it took not very long for us to pee on each other's legs as we stood together and eventually he asked me to do it on his chest while he lay underneath me. It wasn't sexy to me, just playful and funny. But play made me curious, and later, with another man, I wanted to know what it tasted like. This came after he pissed on my face and some of it seeped through my closed lips. I was shocked, because what reached my tongue was like broth. It tasted good.

-nightmare brunette

*****

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· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

You don't have to be Irish to have amazing luck today. Our selections from among the best in this week's sex blogging focus on those who find themselves and their partners blessed beyond all accounting. They've had the sexiest blowjobs, the best views of naughty boy wanking and the perkiest titties. Don't even worry about your good fortune running out when the vampires arrive. Wear a little green and you might even get lucky with them.

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Self Pleasure

You squeeze rhythmically, the plank of your stomach betraying the movement inside you. There's something so decadent about a man enjoying his pleasure to the fullest. To watch a man fill himself, to watch him push the plug in deeper, seating it perfectly, to see his eyes roll back and naked pleasure sweep across his features.

— Sex. Shoes.

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achy breaky

I stroked it and admired the tenacity of the girl who was getting fucked and coming everywhere. I replaced my grip on his cock with my mouth, wrapping it around his throbbing cock.

—turnyourselfin

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Rainy Afternoon pt.1

I took half a step back and straightened the collar of her blouse. When it was straight, perfectly straight, I unfastened one then a second, another then the last, of the buttons. What a surprise. Her perfect breasts. I circled one of her perfect nipples with a finger and watched as her skin contracted, perfectly, and the nipple as it rose and tightened. The other seemed to know this, and it too responded. Magic.

—The Dark Angel .::. Erotica in a Jugular Vein - »

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Finale

"Get up," I ordered her. Nimue rolled onto hands and knees, me following her closely, my cock still in her. She rested her head on a pillow, hoisting her ass in the air for doggy-style penetration.

Damn, this was hot. Her round buttocks undulated before my eyes, her primal grunts conveying her gratification. But I wanted more. Within reach was our paddle, the one with the "XOXO" cutouts. I hadn't engaged in any D/s play so far. Now was the time.

—la petite mort

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I want to come in HIS mouth

He was kissing me, stroking me, pinching me here and there, biting my neck, all those lovely little games people play. And then, before I knew it, he had kissed his way from my mouth, to my neck, to each pebbly nipple, and further, down my belly and to the triangle between my legs. I tensed immediately, and started to twist away. But then his mouth touched my clit. A soft, gentle touch with just the tip of his tongue…

—Pieces of Jade's Life

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Sophie in Hollywood 2: Sophie and the Voyeur

The bedroom smelled of sex, and sex was all that the bedroom had become. Our orgasms had been intense, greedy, clutched at desperately, our bodies still pulsing, still connected, Henri and I still throbbing deep inside Sophie on the bed, Kathryn still clinging to the young man, his warm cum filling her, his cock pulsing inside her.

—dirtyboy's dirty thoughts

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Ok, we know that DVRs have really revolutionized the world of the sports fan: You can do your own play reviews (or, you know, watch the cheerleaders jumping and kicking in super slow-mo—come on, we all do it) right from your couch. Call a timeout from imagining all the ponytailed gals with their ankles behind their ears and take a look at this week's best sex writing on the web: It's tender, it's dirty, it's naughty—and it's got us all excited for the big dance.

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My First Scene (By A Girl and Her Pen)

I know we are going to a dungeon.
My first time.

We arrive to the beautiful house in the backwoods, where the front yard is filled with cars. I can barely move. I'm new to this lifestyle. I've never come out about it before, never called him Sir in public until tonight.

-The Beautiful Kind

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closet

Again the door opened. I was told to spread wide as he knelt behind me. The blanket was folded back again and thrown over my head. He grabbed my hips and pulled me towards him, the carpet burning beneath me. I felt his lubed cock press against me. He plunged into me, fucking me like his pleasure object.

-At Longing's End

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catch me

He cups his balls with his free hand; i take him deeper. His fingers move to the back of my head and i begin a slow rhythm, my hand replacing his at the base of his cock. My saliva flows across my fingers, my thumb pressed along the underside of his shaft; i can feel the slide of thumbnail into my mouth at every sweep of my lips.

-CARNALIS

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In Which the New Year SuddenlyDoesn't Look so Bad

I sighed with pleasure and stroked my mouth along his silky skin. "Suck that cock, Lily," he said again. I think I got a little wetter just hearing my name. "Good girl." At that I felt the walls of my pussy start to clench in excitement, and I slipped my mouth around as much of him as I could manage and sucked it long and slow. "You're such a slut!" Jed sounded pleased. I smiled into his thighs.

-Living Somewhat Dangerously

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Unintended Ends

"I wish I had your cock in my mouth," I purr in his ear, "Too bad it's such a public area." I pull back and give a faux-innocent blink capped off with a truly evil grin, raking my nails over his hard, confined cock through the protective fabric of his jeans. I bite my lip and look up at him again—transformed from vixen to virgin in an instant.

-The Seduction of Infidelity

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Canings (and a whip!)

He was going to give me six with each, three from each side. He started with the thinner one. Standing on my right, tapping out the stroke, letting the anticipation build, then pulling back and delivering a stinging stroke... letting me catch my breath before tapping out the next one. Then moving to my left side, to balance everything out. After the fourth one, I asked for a couple of extra seconds to recover. I was breathing deeper, louder, each stroke exploding in waves of pain and pleasure.

-The Secret Life of Librarygirl

*****

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

If we had a cock we'd let it out to play every single day. In fact we'd probably walk around with it hanging out large and proud all the time, but for the minor issue of that sort of thing being illegal. The writers in this week's round-up of sex-blog tales adore their manly appendages whether they're out and about or tucked safely away. And when they're out, they're being put to good use in blow jobs, extended teasing sessions and exquisite girl-cock experimentation.

Whip it out, cover it up and bring it on, baby.

—-—-

when friends fuck

There's a blurry line when making out ends, and sex begins. I think it's when oral sex starts- and that usually begins pretty quickly when I'm around.

"My God I forgot how good your mouth feels."

I'm such a whore for cock, it tends to be my downfall.

—Bad Bad Girl

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Peep

When we'd paid the bill I excused myself and went to the toilet. I was standing at the urinal when I heard her voice. "Mon, step back so I can see your cock."

I hadn't noticed that the ladies and gents shared a sink, and if you bent down, there was a straight line of vision from the other room to the urinal I was standing at.

Helpful as always, I stepped back, pushed my jacket out of the way and held my cock out. "This okay?"

—MonMouth

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Diary of a Futa (part 6)

I couldn't have imagined something feeling better than Laura's mouth around my cock - my brain just couldn't visualize it - so you can imagine it's shock: little neurons were popping and crackling all over my brain in ecstasy - looking back, I don't think I could even see straight.

My consciousness was consumed by the feeling of her hot wet pussy wrapped tightly around my cock. As I pushed deeper I could feel her stretching open for me: stretching and wrapping and hot and wet, and amazing. Just a few more inches and my entire new cock would be totally consumed by her hungry pussy - I slowly pressed on.

—the s spot

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Driving Home

I set the bags down in the kitchen as she emerged from the bathroom. She leaned over the arm of the couch, pants around her ankles, her bare ass in the air. I unbuttoned and unzipped my fly and plunged my cock inside her. She bent her knees a bit and rested across the arm and I grabbed her hair and fucked her. Before long I pulled out and told her to go to the bed and hang her head off the edge. I was going to fuck her face.

—Pornocracy

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Seven Ways to Stroke Me

She's got a great ass. Can see her playing with it right now. I would lick it, slap it, cover it in hot white come dripping down her thighs. I stroke my cock, hips raising up. She's playing with her pussy, two fingers plunging deep into her cunt, and…Jesus. Wouldn't it taste like peaches and wine? Wouldn't I lick her up like cream and honey? I close my eyes. It does. I do.

—Trollop with a Laptop

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It Happened Last Summer

I sat there with the gently vibrating plastic in my ass and my rampant cock standing out in front. She climbed straight on to me, sliding all the way down the shaft, the first time I'd been inside her that day. Her muscles tightened against me as she pulled up, fucking me instead of the other way around. After a couple of minutes of this the vibe dropped out of me allowing me to concentrate on fucking my wonderful lover. She moved up and down on my cock, her boobs bouncing in front of my face. I took her nipple into my mouth eliciting a short scream as I bit down on it, her pussy muscles clenching hard.

—Edinburgh Erotica

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Nothing really comes close to feeling the way an orgasm feels. Okay, sneezing comes close for us, but we'd much rather be reading (or, you know, doing) the bloggers in this week's Roundup. Regardless of gender, these descriptions of Le Petit Mort got our juices flowing. Luckily, you only need one hand to read on; Madeline's got the tissues for cleanup.

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Bliss

He knows I love to be a slut for him. My holes are his and I enjoy cumming for him because he enjoys taking me there. He makes me say the words now. He makes me ask for my fucking. I know it must seem to him like it's getting easier for me to say, but my face still flushes. I normally get self-conscious anytime I speak while we play. Usually I am hyper aware of myself.

Somewhere along the way this time, I lost myself completely. It may have been after the bottom cums...I am still amazed by that feeling-like it's not going to happen and then "wham!"-it's there. My legs shake and my pussy clenches and drips like crazy.

-Clearing My Head Again

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I Like to Watch

As sexy as it is to spy on grown men banging up against each other and glowing with exertion, there's something I enjoy even more. When I stand by the window, I don't stand to the side. I stand in the middle and smile at them when they notice me. You see, I like to watch them being watched.

-Uncommon Curiosity

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propriety

"hello my dear," came his voice through the intercom. i buzzed him in, smiling because he had finally arrived, and because he somehow pulls off cheesy endearments like 'my dear' with a naturalness that most men under 50 would struggle to achieve.

i was seized by a sudden, compulsive need to straighten one or two more things in the apartment before he came in. wanting things to look perfect— not as though i'd cleaned all day for him, but effortlessly nice: a pillow needed adjusting, there was something i wanted to put away...

there was a soft knock— it came earlier than i expected, and my stocking feet slid on my hardwood floor as i scrambled around the corner of the foyer. his face smiled in at me through the peephole, and i swung the door back, stepping to the side as i held it open for him.

-persephone in love

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Scent of a Woman

I kissed all the way down her leg, her feet and toes, before climbing on top of her, lifting her legs behind my arms and going down on her in earnest, seeking out her clit with the tip of my tongue while I wiggled a couple of fingers up inside her. As she bucked and writhed under me, I added a little finger to the collection of digits pushed up inside her and, thus wetted, pushed it into her arse.

-Northern Lights and Sleepless Nights

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On Butches: Coming Inside

And there is the moment of orgasm: shuddering and losing control momentarily and I don't even know if my eyes are rolling back and my mouth is lolling open, such a moment of unconsciousness when I usually have such precise purpose when I am on top, fucking her, sliding in and out, rocking against her. I know exactly how this feels and exactly where to put my hands and such confidence in the ways that I am moving.

-Sugarbutch Chronicles

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pet~ being watched

Pet starts circling her clit once more. The contractions begin as the first wave of pleasure hits her. She screams as she feels her cunt being stuffed. Sir has pushed his fingers inside her. The second wave hits her and she can barely breathe from the sensation of being able to clamp down on his fingers. Over and over her voice echoes her orgasm throughout the room. She trembles as she comes back from her happy place. Winded, she can barely smile.

-secret desire

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· See also: Sugasm #160 (sugasm.com)
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Some of our favorite sex blog writers have been bringing on the pain recently. They're heating up their hands and their other bits with bottom-reddening spankings, rope bondage and super-intense sex. Gotta have something to keep us warm at the end of a long cold winter, right? Read on for this week's best sexy tales.

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10, 9, 8…

My head was turned to the side and I could see when he picked up the large paddle. He walked back behind me and said, "This is going to hurt."

I put my head down and braced myself for the paddling. And it did hurt, but I found myself moaning with each hit. Not a moan of pain, but a moan of pleasure - a moan that went along with my growing arousal. It hurt, but somehow I didn't want it to stop.

—10, 9, 8… at Diary of a Kinky Librarian

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Nawa*G & lil*j ~ Whore on the Floor

He did this for awhile, then he made me straddle his leg and rub myself against his leg. He made me do this till he allowed me to cum. He was saying all these humiliating things to me, but instead of making me feel shameful, it just really turned me on.

D said he was getting tired, so he sat back on the couch and kept his foot on my pussy. He forced me to grind on his foot ordering me to cum again. This time I leaned back so I was leaning against him while grinding on his foot. As I was cumming, he slapped my face repeatedly…It TOTALLY bonked me into deep subspace.

—The Best Sex Bloggers

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Anticipation

Shutting off the water I reach for a towel as I step out and pat my warmed skin dry. Grabbing the bottle of my favorite lotion you gave to me I inhale the scent as a smile breaks out across my face. So many thoughts rush into my head as the heat of those thoughts bring a wetness to me I am unable to control.

—Debauched Domestic Diva

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I am a Freak...

I also prefer my sex delivered with force, in other words, intense. Not soft. Not gentle. Not tender. I'm not a masochist - I don't like a lot of pain, but a guy grabbing my hair while he kisses me hard, damn that's hot. Riding me hard, smack my ass a few times, pinch a nipple, bite my neck, yeah, bring it on. I even love a bit of sexual domination, BDSM-style. Tie me up/down and use me... hell yeah. Freaky.

—Yes, I am a Slut

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therapy

I stroked myself once, twice, then sank two of them deeply into my wet cunt, wriggling them while pressing the heel of my hand hard against my clit. I came, just like that, his come coating the inside of my mouth as I held him there, suckling gently, prolonging his pleasure in an almost painful, almost torturous way.

—… solipsubmissive …

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Office sex (yay!) with new C

C wrapped her hand around my cock, giving it a few more strokes. She let her jeans and panties fall to the floor and moved over to the "guest" chair in my office. She stood in front of it and bent over, showing off that gorgeous butt. I slipped on a condom, moved over behind her and ran my cock up and down her pussy...she was already soaked. I pushed inside of her all the way. C let out a little gasp.

—Torn Shorts & Anteaters

*****

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If it's insatiability you want, this week's Roundup's got it in spades. From swingers to sissies, to married and monogamous, these bloggers make us want to fuck like weasels. Join Madeline Glass for Pretty Girls! Dirty Minds! Hot Action!

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Creamy Sin

Velvety

Warm

Silky

Creamy

Coating my tongue

Dripping down my chin

I lick it from my lips and fingers

It is simple and luxurious, sinful and decadent.

-This Could Be Dangerous

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Meet-Up, Part Two

I couldn't figure out how she was doing it, how she could keep talking about random things like winter and tv and a show with a band with a four-word name I'd never heard of that was coming up in a week that she was really excited about. I couldn't figure out how she could talk about those things, and all the while I could feel her fingertips on my knuckles growing warmer and warmer as my knee moved slowly up and down, and her hips moved slowly down and up against it.

-We Sleep Together

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4:20

Our clothes were in chaotic piles on the floor. Between her spread thighs, my hips and ass bounced insistently while her arms held me tight and close, her nails biting under my shoulderblades from spread, thin fingers.

She liked to fuck, her blowjobs were the stuff of dreams, and she was one of only three women I've ever known who uncontrollably and beautfully ejaculated when she came.

-Urban Roguery

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3-Strand Pearl Necklace

At the Mardi Gras party, I was extremely excited to meet up with some of my favorite single male friends. I invited thsee great guys because I was interested in doing a gang bang with some of my best fucks. And what better occasion to fuck half a dozen throbbing cocks than at Mardi Gras? Some girls show their boobs for beads...but I was willing to work a little harder for mine. Although I received plenty of beads throughout the night, my eye was on the pearly white beads.

-Swing in the City

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Seven Minutes

Last night it took her seven minutes from the time she came to bed until I'd shot my load. The sad thing was I knew she wasn't getting excited at all. She wouldn't let me touch any of her erogenous zones and she wasn't touching any of them herself. My brain says stop, don't let her do this. You'll feel like a worthless pile of shit when you're done, but my lust for her betrays me.

-Sweat Shop Sissy

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Suite Surprise

Just as he'd imagined, she turned to him, undid one button, then another, approached with a smile, hiked up her leg and settled herself astride his lap. He inhaled the warm scent of her, that maddening scent of a woman's cunt, the promise of it, the hint of ecstasy, of flesh unleashed into flesh. She raised her arms and unpinned her hair, leaned forward to let it fall over his face.

-Pussy Talk

*****

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Don't tell! There are some things that we know better than to share, such as a ticklish nature, low-key Twitter romance or even a propensity for whipping up frilly kitchen accessories. But secrets have a way of popping out at the worst possible times, just like the erection that won't stay hidden under a hair stylist's smock. Read on for some moments the sex bloggers in this week's round-up would really rather keep quiet.

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Beaten.

The massage slowly turned to a harder push and pull and grab and scratch to a catch of the flesh between fingers that elicits a hiss and moan that slips into a giggle when the squashy side of my compressed breast is traced with some fingernails.

"Someone is ticklish, I think….are you really really ticklish?"

"No, not at all…" I snerk even as four hands demand laughter from my mouth and futile wriggles from my body.

—The Perverted Negress

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Aprons

He sees them as the epitome of femininity, grace, and delicate utility and has encouraged the expansion of my pursuits. When I told him that I plan to create a collection of hand-made aprons he chuckled quietly and said, "Sounds like a good idea, pet." When I showed him the first one he leaned back in appreciative observation, complimented my creativity, and worked an impromptu fucking (while I was still attired in said apron) into the evening.

—Journey Into Submission

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Wash and Blow Job

This little twist of fate revealed Tim's secret, and created the poorly constructed tent he was so worried about. Jessica reached for the brush, pretending to ignore the huge erection coming out of the black smock. She failed to disguise her longing though because Tim saw her in the mirror. Jessica moved around behind him again and tried to concentrate on the haircut. She was getting hot, Tim could see sweat on her brow. He was getting pretty hot also in the smock, and the fact that he was sitting in front of a beautiful girl he would love to screw, with a hard on the size of a king size toblerone, did not help matters.

—Under the Crimson Moon

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Self-imposed orgasm denial

There isn't really any reason why I can't cum tonight... why I can't think of him grabbing my wild hair in his fist as I lie there bound to the futon... why I can't think of him raping my mouth... why I can't think of him cumming in my mouth... why I can't remember the sound of his voice ordering me "Cum for me kitten. Now!"

It's the moon. Monday will be a full moon. I'm a child of nature, beholden to the sun and wind and seasons. The nearly full moon teases my body, flicking at my nipples and my clitoris with a small whip, precise and insistent, while I squirm and whimper.

The moon controls my tides.

I am her slave.

Maybe if I dedicated my orgasm to her...

—submission & metaphor

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Squirty Squirt Squirt, Part 2.

Lately I've been getting off very easily with a finger in my pussy, one in my ass, and some gentle clit stimulation, either a tongue or more fingers. The finger in the ass is the third guest to the party, and once arrived, I'm good for about, oh, another 10 seconds or so. And yay! I'm there and all is well in Wonderland. The two of us collapsed in a messy heap, the night has come to a close.

As for the squirting… who knows?

—girlfrisky

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When Kyle met roxy

To set the scene, the flirting between roxy and I on twitter had been amped up to a fever pitch, but it didn't match what was going on behind the scenes, out of the public eye. There were so many things we wanted to do for each other, with each other, to each other, that there was no way it would all happen.

—Butchtastic

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February seems so early for something called Spring Training, but as red-blooded American baseball fans know, February's the time to oil up your glove, rub some spit into your palms, take a few good strokes, get a hit and slide into home. We know it sounds dirty, but probably that's why they still call baseball America's pastime. C'mon, sluggers, we all know baseball's got the best euphemisms for fucking. Strap on your cup and board the bus with Madeline for your spring training: It might not be midsummer yet, but things sure are heating up.

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decisions

I asked why he was going so slow and he told me to shut up. I grabbed his ass and that made him go faster. Jack knew that I liked this and kept going faster. He knew how much getting cum on me turned me on as much as it did him, so he pulled out and straddled between my hips and stomach. He took his cock in his hands and began stroking. Jack grabbed my hair and lifted my head so I could watch him. He told me that he was close and to expect what I wanted from him. It didn't take that much after he said that when he started to cum. He got it on my face and ran down my neck and then there was some on my tits.

-Sex and Baseball

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Temporary Insanity

"You want this?" I grunted and teased her with the hot lubed sensation massaging easily against her bare anus. I stroked softly. The sensation of the very tip against her soft flesh made me hotter. Her skin was so soft. Her voice so syrupy smooth. She had the perfect sex voice and in the midst of the sex, she couldn't control her urges.

-The Dirty Details

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When does fucking become making love?

I can remember the first time that things changed. He announced that he was going to make love to me and the sex was slow and gentle. It felt as if he made me a part of him. He kept whispering how much he loved me in my ear, against my neck, his lips moving the words on mine. Our bodies were so tightly melded together, belly to belly, thigh to thigh as my legs wrapped around his and drew him ever closer. My orgasm was quiet and soft, but so fulfilling.

-Having My Cake And Eating It Too

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nub

The situation had arisen that, somehow, we ended up face to face on the hard floor, the weight of our cojoined bodies focused on the pivoting rocker of my spine, my hips cupped to contain his, my shoulders lifted to his chest as his breath expelled sharply into my ear. My body a cradle, the lullaby of lust the tune that we sang.

I lightly rub myself against the leather sofa to feel the expanding pain, relishing the unseen mark of an abandoned moment.

-Carnalis

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Sore

You look at your forearm. Run your fingers over part of it, and wince again. You have a bruise. You rack your brain - how on earth did you get bruised there?

Then you remember where - and last night comes rushing back. You got it from bracing yourself against the headboard. On your stomach, arms holding onto the wooden headboard, spine curved almost to the point of snapping as he fucks you from behind. You're not quite on your knees; you strain to prop yourself up under his weight.

-Heartbreak Nymphomania

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No Reason

I pulled down my tights, sighing.

"I cannot wait til fucking summer. No more tights. You can just put your hand between my legs and just like. Just like..." I wandered off, watching him take off his pants, seeing a little wet spot on his underwear. I took a couple steps toward him. And our hands went everywhere. We became hands.

-The Late Bloomer Finally Blooms

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