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by AlwaysArousedGirl

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Diary of a Futa (part4)

After a few moments Laura had popped my cock out of her mouth, stroking my shaft tightly with her fist she asked" are you read to cum?"

"Yes," I gasped weakly, barely able to concentrate on her question. She grinned and dove onto my cock once again. Catching me by surprise, Laura reached into my panties and deftly rammed her fingers into my dripping wet and over-excited pussy. That, combined with the feeling of her hot, wet mouth sucking my cock, put me right over the edge - I think I screamed out loud as I came, hard.

- The S Spot

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Sex Club Visit, Pt. 1

After I'd sucked him for a while I laid back and slipped out of my panties. I pulled my already short dress up to my waist and he licked me while I played with my nipples. While that was happening another couple came in and started fucking on the couch next to us. We both watched them as another couple joined in the play. I never did figure out if they all knew each other.

- Arousal of the Minx

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Chase Me, Fuck Me.

I did as I was told, climbing up onto my hands and knees and presenting my ass to her. She slapped my ass hard with an open hand, and then bent down and slid her tongue slowly up the crack of my ass, stopping at the little starfish, teasing it with little probing thrusts. When she was finished, she moved up and positioned her cock at the entrance to my back passage and began pushing in.

- The 'Real' Princess Diaries

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Untitled

After a few minutes and no real build-up of an orgasm, I had to take a break. My hand was cramping.

He laughed at me and sympathized with me and kept stroking his cock. I couldn't resist masturbating more, though, because I love to watch him and it makes me squishy in places it's pleasant to be squishy. I did achieve an orgasm, finally: toe curling, toe straightening, teeth gnashing, head tossing, glorious orgasm. I was lost for a moment or three, and when I came to, N. was spreading my legs and preparing to fuck me.

- A Former Virgin

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Time to ourselves finally

I pulled her collar, grabbed her throat and applied pressure while fucking her telling her to cum while cutting off her breath. Ahh it was glorious. after so long of going back and forth to other folks houses and what not to finally get some time together to be intimate.

- Master Coyote's Den

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Beach Baby

We rolled over so I was sitting on top of him. Slowly I rode up and down on his cock, hearing him groan. Alex slide his finger over my clit, tasting my wetness. I moved up and down, feeling his head do things to my insides.

- Eyes Wide Shut

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by AlwaysArousedGirl

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Mister McIntyre's Secret - Part Five

She moved over to my bed. The way her hand slipped off my hip as she moved away made my chest hurt a little.

She put her high healed foot up on my bed. She pulled the black dress up her leg slowly, showing more perfect leg, then the black lace top of her stockings and the naked flesh under her garter. Her panties were small black lacy French things. I was hypnotized by her. I didn't way anything, I didn't think, I didn't even breath.

- roughwords

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"You Should Know Better Than to Ask That…"

Leaning forward, I held her sides just below her breasts and started sliding back and forth in a fucking motion. She was slippery – almost too smooth. It felt good, and looked fantastic! Her smooth white ass stood out from her tanned back and legs. My hard, red cock sliding between her orbs. I was surprised to hear her heavy breathing and was again tempted to pull back and spear her; guessing her cunt was now moist and inviting.

- Unbroken

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barely with words

"like this..." you say and with your mouth crushed against my cheek, your palm cups the side of my neck, slowly but decisively making its way past the top of my chest to the space between my breasts. your hand rests here, avoiding the flesh that surrounds it, flesh that you usually cannot resist to feel with hands and mouth. but tonight is not about this. tonight, with touches applied to my skin so that i might begin to understand your own, you teach me what "stone" means to you.

- femme FATale

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slow, deep breaths

- hey. stop teasing.
- only if you tell me what you want.
- you know what i want.
- of course i do - but i want to hear you say it.
- i want your cock inside me.
- you want me to gently put my cock inside you?
- no, you know i dont want that.
- well, what do you want?
- i want you to ram it in me.

- Angel/Asshole

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On Feeling June Cleaverish

I did my best bump and grind routine. (Have you ever tried that? It`s not easy) She did have a few suggestions while I was dancing, but she seemed to enjoy the show. When I only had my panties left on I stood on the bed and straddled her. I swung my hips and slowly lowered myself down to her face, trying hard to keep the rhythm. When I got down close enough she pinched my inner thighs (hard) and grabbed my crotch…actually, she straightened my penis. It was still tucked and was getting uncomfortable. Then I stood back up and turned around and started lowering myself down again. When my ass was close enough, she bit it (hard) then pulled off my panties.

- Sweat Shop Sissy

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Thickness

Many a night was spent fantasizing about him and getting off to thoughts of him, his thumb and what might be in store underneath those just-tight-enough-to-tell jeans. From what I could see, I knew I wouldn't be the least bit disappointed.

- I'm Not a Sex Addict, I Don't Go to Meetings

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by Jefferson

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Then One Day, I Gagged On His Cock

I tried to have hope. It seemed to me that if G were to enter into my fantasies, maybe he could earn my sexual allegiance despite our physical incompatibility. So I told him stories. I asked him to act out roles. I invited him to spank me. My efforts fell flat: everything but vanilla sex seemed to make him ill-at-ease.

Then one day, I gagged on his cock.

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"6": Of Love And Human Bondage

Andre was the first person to truly tie me up. It's one thing to be bound with fishnet stockings and pretend to go along for the ride. It's another to feel solid leather handcuffs around the wrists and hear the clasp of a metal carabineer fasten shut. There is no turning back.

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Dress

Chris was instantly suspicious when I showed up at his office.

"Where are you going all dressed up?" he asked.

"No where. I just felt like wearing a dress," I replied.

"You look fantastic," Rachel gushed (she was there doing some tax-related stuff for Chris, a welcome surprise for me). "I love the whole look. Very Emma Peel."

"Thanks. Who?" I asked.

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Following Instructions

I left home in jeans and heels, but stopped to change about thirty miles from meeting him. Was I blushing as went into the small town ladies room? I felt so very naughty as I slipped the black, lace-topped stockings up my legs.

My panties were tossed into the bag with my jeans as I slid into the skirt. I've gone without them before but this time felt so much more dirty. The cashier at the counter made eye-contact as I left. He looked me up and down and smiled. I swear he knew!

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My First Blowjob

One night I joined Matthew and Carrie at a party. Matthew told me he was going to get me high so we went back to Carrie's house. We smoked in the car and when we got to the house Matthew brought in 4 huge bottles of some cheap strawberry or peach wine. We sat on Carrie's bedroom floor in a circle and drank it all. Tipsy, we climbed up onto the bed and soon I was kissing Carrie's stomach. She was moaning and Matthew had his hand on the back of my head pulling my hair slightly. I love having my hair pulled. I slid Carrie's pajama pants down past her ass and buried my face into her furry cunt. I had never done this. I was panicking on the inside but outwardly I lapped at her pussy like I'd done it a million times before.

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Porn Shoes

I remember the first time I laid eyes on porn shoes. Stripper heels, platforms, spike heels, glass heels . . . call 'em what you like. I called them tranny shoes. The only person id ever seen wear them was Ru Paul so I thought they were some part of a tranny's wardrobe get up. I'd never seen them in porn flicks before. Probably due to the fact I had only watched dated porn. Porn shoes were yet to be invented.

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by Jefferson

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Business Affairs

I took a chance and moved over to his table.  This gave me the opportunity to do some hands on flirting.  I told him it looked like he was having a rough day.  He said something like he had better days.  He told me that he had a rough day ahead of him.  I said, "When I have one of those days, I find its best to get off.  It relaxes me."  He had this look of confusion, shock and happiness.  He followed up with a question of where I would get off.  I looked suggestively and told him, "If it's in the afternoon, I do it during lunch."  He got a big smile, it could be the dirty thoughts he was having or the fact that my hand was on his leg.  He would ask more questions about how I would go about how I would relax.  My answers would become more suggestive.  He finally asks me, "If you were me today, what would you do?"  I gave him a big smile and paused.  "I would find a place to take the woman flirting with me, so she could help me relax.  I think a blow job in the bathroom would relax me for the rest of my day."

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A Good Time With The Neighbor

I walked into my bathroom and turned on the shower. I got a towel and started to brush my teeth. I thought I heard my front door shut and stuck my head into the hall but I didn't see anyone. I got undressed and got in. I started thinking of the new guy across the street. I had seen him cutting his grass yesterday and he looked hot! It was too hot to be wearing a shirt so most of the time he didn't, and I wasn't complaining. I was getting hard so I started to rub my cock. I could imagine his body, the sweat running over his prefect chest. I found myself mumbling his name over and over again. That's when it happened. I opened my eyes and saw Brandon standing there looking in my shower.

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Exhibitionism

Moving in my seat so that I was facing him, I moved my hand over his cock, feeling its hardness through the material of his trousers. Looking up at him, I reached up to undo the button and zip of his trousers, easing them and his shorts down slightly so that I could get at his cock. I ran my hands over his length. His cock was beautiful, circumcised, long and very hard and smooth. I licked my lips in anticipation and leaned forward to lick him with the tip of my tongue. Leaving a trail of saliva on the head, I moved my lips up and down his shaft before opening my mouth wide to take him fully into me. He groaned with pleasure and moved his hands down to hold my head, tangling his fingers in my red curls. I swirled my tongue around and moved my head slightly to one side so that the head of his cock pressed into the inside of my cheek. He groaned again and pulled away from me. "I'm not ready to come yet," he said as he took my hands and pulled me up out of the car. "You've got to show me that beautiful pussy of yours again first!"

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"I Can Help You With That . . . "

I had promised Hubby that I would scream "EARTHQUAKE" the next time he woke me up by masturbating. You see.....he tends to shake the whole bed. However, in a spurt of compassion (or maybe I was just too tired to be a smartass), I chose this morning to ignore the shaking of the bed. I simply tried to go back to sleep.

But the shaking didn't stop.

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Exhaustion

Giving blowjobs too frequently actually rendered my mouth useless for more conventional activities (like you know, eating). Have you ever given so much head that it hurts to chew food? I didn't think it was possible either, but a few days ago, I found myself in enormous pain during a multi-course dinner. This was after I spent the whole weekend with lips so dry and swollen red that I was seriously beginning to channel the "competitive skier" look.

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Selfish

And then I did the unthinkable: I was sucking his cock and balls for another full hour without the shortest break. And it was the best blow job I've ever performed in my life, I swear. I don't know where I found all this energy. I enjoyed it so tremendously that I actually came while sucking his sensitive balls . . .

Our chemistry is that strong.

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by Jefferson

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I Fucked A Co-Worker

Color me a shade of sleazy indiscretion.

After work, I went to the Algonquin Hotel's notorious (read: famously expensive) Blue Room and downed three Brandy Alexanders and a beer with my co-worker Ernie. Next thing I knew, I was letting him into my apartment and being commanded to strip.

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Cumming With Your Strap-On Cock

I couldn't tell you how it began - I think a cute little red headed woman with glasses a few seats away announced that she was exhibitionistic enough to join in as she pulled a red leather harness from her hand bag. The next think you knew, there were a few other women who pulled out harnesses as well. Ms. Danger got up and prepared one of the provided dildos with countless condoms and a small bundle of cotton balls (a clit nub, for grinding), just as we'd been shown earlier in the workshop. I shrugged and pulled out my feeldoe and harness, pulling down my pants to place to feeldoe and strap it into place.

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She Drove A Plymouth Satellite/Faster Than The Speed Of Light

I heard her muffled voice call out from inside, "Come in." I opened the door and stepped inside. Her apartment was dimly lit, one lamp giving off a faint orange glow. Lingering in the air was the pleasant smell of apples and spices, almost like the little packets of oatmeal I ate when I was in grade school. I started to call out to Claire when I spied a note sitting on the table beside the lamp.

"Take off all of your clothes. Put on this blindfold. Briefly ring the bell ONCE. Wait."

Oh, the irony of spending so much time getting dressed.

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There's Sucking . . . And Then There's Sucking

We got reacquainted with each other just inside the front door, kissing and pressing with a familiar blend of urgency and leisure.

"And here I just came for a hug," I said, feeling him slide his hand up my back.

"Awfully long way to come for just a hug." A deft snap, and my bra was undone.

"True." I leaned against the wall as he lifted my shirt and bra.

"Look at those perfect triple Ds," he sighed, and guided my hand to his cock.

Yeah, it was going to be one of those nights. Not what I'd planned, but: Yay!

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Hotel Sex

We ran around surveying our room like a couple of kids, jumping on the bed and looking at the free coffee and turning the TV on and off . . .

It felt so good to be free of the prying eyes of our close social circle.

We fell, tired, onto the couch.

"What do you want to do?"

I just gave him a raised eyebrow. He reached into his suitcase and I heard the clank of metal against metal.

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Fight Me

He lay down beside me and rested his body half across mine. His hands roamed my body.

"Fight me."

"What?" I whispered.

"Fight me pixie, fight me. I want you to."

"No..no, I can't fight you, I don't want to. It doesn't feel right." In my mind fighting him was unnatural. It went against all he had taught me, all I knew was expected of me. I wanted him to do to me whatever he wanted to do to me. I didn't like to struggle.

He smacked my face..hard once and then again.

"Obey me. I said fight me."

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by Jefferson

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The Hunted

The moment my hand viciously connects with his cheek, I know to run. Every part of me is saturated with adrenalin. Four nimble arcs and I reach the kitchen, foolishly backing myself against a wall. Fuck. Within a split second, he's on me. The warmth of his body pinning mine to the cold surface behind. He's holding me in place with his hand on my throat.

"Why did you just hit me?" He's hissing in my ear now. He pulls away and I see the desire flickering in his eyes, his grasp tightening a little. His face is mere inches from mine. I lick my lips in panic.

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Birthday Wishes

"No sex for a month!"
Kyle looks bemused by this. I'm simply annoyed.

"They don't tell you that until they get the bar in." I'm griping. My birthday present to myself was going to be a triangle piecing, but the piercer and I went through my anatomy (totally inadequate) and decided a vertical hood bar was best. The whole procedure was quick, though hardly painless, and much better than my last attempt 10 years back, where I was told in no uncertain terms to get the fuck out of there if I was anything less than perfectly comfortable with the needle by some smarmy jackass with the bedside manner of Atilla the Hun.

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Late-Night Ramblings

I like tears. I like fear and pain and broken begging. I know that doing something to someone that they don't want done to them turns me on.  I know that that makes me, in the eyes of many and to some extent in my own conscience too, a bad person. But I know that it's true, and I know that, if there's any way to do it that's morally justifiable, it's in kink. I just haven't figured out quite how yet.

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My Boss Gave Me A Blowjob During A Taxi Ride

Elaine went down on me immediately, first by unzipping me and pulling down my trousers down over my knees. Fuck yeah, this was awesome, you horny Afrikaans babe. My almost hard cock poked out and Elaine just spat on the head very aggressively, only the Elaine way, of course. She licked all around the head teasing me with her spit. Her tongue was just delightfully amazing. The passing city lights lit up the scene for us in the back of the taxi. She spat again on me but this time all over my shaft before taking me in her mouth. This was fantastic but what does this mean, I thought to myself? Nothing you dick, just sit back and do as your boss says, and enjoy your dick being sucked while you get it.

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Who's Got The Button?

I've been sending dirty pictures from the internet to his phone. He's asked for them, but wasn't specific about what they should be. It's been almost an experiment for me, to see what pushes his hot buttons and what doesn't.

I started with pretty girls doing nothing in particular. Then, I went through a blow-job picture phase. There were a bunch of those. Obviously that's on my mind a lot these days. The feedback was fun, but not much more than "nice tits" or "you just like to suck cock." (Did I mention I sent a bunch of those?)

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Popping Our Cherries

I went to Crazy Larry's one night (King's Road) with my friend Jane, her 19 year old brother Jake and his friend whose name was Dan. All the girls at Crazy Larry's fancied this Dan bloke and so I made it a personal goal for myself to lose my virginity to this incredibly sophisticated (to me) 19 year old. We went back to Jake's student residences at LSE and smoked some joints. Jane said she was going home, did I want to come? I said, "No, I'm staying here." Now, since Jake and Dan shared a room I promptly got into bed with Dan and lost my virginity.

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by Always Aroused Girl

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That Girl

His cock sprang free, and Paul wrapped his hand around it and began to stroke firmly up and down his shaft. He was soon fully tumescent again and he quickened the pace of his hand as he thought again of Laura sucking him off. He'd love to tangle his hands in that silky hair as he thrust his cock into her mouth; spunk down her throat, then bunch her skirt up around her waist, grab that gorgeous arse and bury his face in her wetness and lick her until she came. Then he'd screw her tight hole until they were both sweaty and satisfied.

His breath was coming in gasps by now as he crept towards his climax.

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Yellow Sofa

"Nothing's going to happen you know", she said, as my tongue started teasing her nipples, feeling them stiffen, my hand cupping her pudenda through her trousers ...

"Well, if you want. But don't expect anything in return", she said. And that was fine with me. She tasted sweet, especially when she came, which she did, quickly, and for long, complete with exhortations to a Messiah I knew she didn't recognise as such.

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Alone

My nipples were already hard and as I ran my hands over my breasts they grew harder still. I took a nipple between each of my thumbs and forefingers and pinched lightly, feeling the familiar pulse between my legs start to beat more incessantly. I moved my hands down over my stomach and hips and, opening my thighs, slid them between my legs. I could feel my smooth, shaved pussy under its silky covering and the crotch of my panties began to grow damp with my juices. I moved my hand over my silk covered pussy, feeling the outline of my lips through the fabric and slipping my panties to one side, I slowly slid a finger into my wet, slippery pussy.

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Catharsis

Giving me straps to fight against, a gag to scream into. Bleeding away the storm - with time, with exhaustion, with sex and pain and your voice in my ear - caring and mocking at the same time, telling me how very awful I'm being, and at the same time that it's all right. That I'm loved. You bind me, lash me down, work me into an incoherent lust that burns away everything else inside - the darkness flees it, like mist burned away by the sun - and then you slide into me, becoming one. Our climaxes, together like this, are huge, explosive things, too big for bodies to bear.

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this post is cold

"Don't move!" I quietly shouted, my fierce command freezing her in mid-motion.   She pressed herself back against the window for me. Only then did I resume licking. Only then did I spread her ass wide and mash my face against her wet sex. Only then did I find her clit with my tongue and gently brush it back and forth, causing her body to shake and shudder.  I slid down further, and turned around under and between her legs; I was seated against the window, my back now against the cold glass. With a better, more traditional angle, I thrust two fingers into her wet pussy, her shocked breath and shallow moans above fogging up the window. My tongue lay on her clit and pressed against it in flat circles. The fingers in her pussy beginning to slosh up and down, and I knew she could hear the lewd sounds of her own arousal.

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Recovery - Part III

...so much time with my ankles over his shoulders definitely equates to the most difficult of my pilates sessions. I have the added painful sensation of handmarks on my buttocks, exactly where I asked him to spank me as he fucked my ass. Even my neck feels uncomfortable; my head was twisted to the side when he pounded me into the mattress from behind. Like him, though, these little injuries feel like souvenirs, even trophies. In the days that follow our encounter, I surreptitiously touch my nipples, and remember his teeth on them. I wear the softest of panties, and move carefully, smiling to myself with every memory that surfaces.

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by Madeline

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Effervescent

"I wonder," he says absently. Seconds pass. Her nerve endings are on fire, and he hasn't even touched her yet. "I wonder what you would taste like ... with champagne."

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Strapping it On for Him

"Come on suck my cock, blow me babe" He tentatively opened his mouth and I pushed my new found cock past his lips. They wrapped around my life-like shaft and he began to suck. As I looked down on him, ran my fingers through his hair, and pumped his mouth I began to understand men in a way I never had before.

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Threesome

Then, we hear a knock at the door, the door between what turns out to be our adjoining rooms. We open it and there she is, the woman from the restaurant. She laughs and says she saw us at the restaurant and made up this story about us that got her so aroused she was willing to risk rejection and judgment to find out if we were as sexy in person as we appeared from a distance.

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Being Watched

Eventually, as Melissa was going into another orgasm, this time bent over even further on the chair, thus taking Jim even deeper, he came, with a loud groan, a deep, gutteral sound that was unmistakable, as he pulled out of her cunny and shot his hot cum over her bum. She reached back and rubbed it around in her fingers, then looked directly through the glass doors at our voyeur. She waved at him...he waved back.....

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Mondays Suck

She grabbed the collar of my robe and clenched it tight. She wanted to. She wanted the feel of my cock in her mouth. She wanted to lick the head and slip me between her lips. She wanted me to mess up her immaculate hair. She wanted to get dirt on the knees of her sexy jeans. She wanted me to use her scarf like a leash while I fucked her face. She wanted to go to work with the taste of my semen on her tongue.

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Sexy Porn turns into a Sexy Mental Fantasy...

"Oh my god, I think I'm going to cum," he gasped. "I think you need to slow down! I don't think I'm suppose to cum yet!" His voice held a slight panic, and I knew instantly that he had most likely spied on My Dearest and me in the kitchen. I looked over at My Dearest and he winked at me. That confirmed it. This poor kid was never going to be the same, and I knew he might think twice before he answered a spicy personal in the paper.

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by Jefferson

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New Year Naughtiness

Suddenly there was a sound to our right, like someone was being muffled whilst in the throes of passion. My OH and I being very inquisitive souls, we wandered over to find out more. Just past a couple of trees was a young couple, naked and making passionate love. The girl didn't notice us, but the guy saw us and winked—we were going to be treated to a display that didn't need any gunpowder!

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I am Now a Cuckold

I have now become a cuckold. When did the truth really sink in? Surprisingly, it wasn't while my girlfriend was flirting with him, and it wasn't when she took his dick in her mouth. It wasn't even when he slowly slid into to her. No, it really hit me that my life had changed when she looked me in the eyes just before she went over the edge into a huge orgasm, and said out loud to him "Fill me with your cum baby, I want to feel it." See, we had agreed that this was the one thing that was not supposed to happen. Of course when it did, I shot cum all over myself from the sheer intensity of it.

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Used to be One of the Rotten Ones and I Like You for That

I spent three hours sucking the 24-year-old's cock after midnight on New Year's. It was the first New Year's that I got fucked and came hard. I thank the lines that I did all day, I didn't get drunk like the past few New Year's. I was sober enough to ride a cock. It was our first time fucking too. I got tired of thinking about his age and just went for it. Who cares if I'm 31 and he's 24, he's legal and I like him . . .

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Angry Sex

He pulled me close to him with his hands grabbing my ass. I wasn't really sure what he was going to do next, but I was loving it so far. As he was kissing me, he was also guiding me somewhere. He turned me around and I saw the back of my couch. I knew what was coming next. It was like the flood gates on my pussy opened when he pulled down my jeans and panties. I instinctively bent over to grab onto the couch. He smacked my ass and ran a couple fingers between my legs.  My pussy was already wet from he had done so far. His fingers went over my moist lips and it sent a shiver up my body.

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Boing 2

Eventually, he needed to relube the toy and replaced his mouth with my finger. I started to play with myself and then he handed the giant black dildo back to me and I slid it home. He knelt between my legs to watch with admiration as it slid easily into and out of my hungry vagina.

This had a profoundly unexpected effect.

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The Bad Idea Bears: Now With More Mint ("Yaaaay!")

Well, that was bound to happen eventually.

I fucked Ned.

And that's the appropriate verb here. It wasn't a screw; it wasn't a sex-having; it wasn't a bang; it certainly wasn't a love-making. It was a plain, old-fashioned fucking of the our-little-secret, god-I-hope-I-don't-regret-this, we-should-do-this-more-often variety.

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Previously: Great Moments In Porn, Volume One

Peek over the garden gate with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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Months

Seeing the world through sex-tinted glasses is good fun, if nothing else.

But it's unsettling when things suddenly click.

It's unsettling when your friend tells you that while you were fetching the beers, the girl you were innocently chatting with hastily explained she was in an open relationship and requested stats on your availability. Because that's how I imagine the world, not how I expect it to be.

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A License to Fuck ...

If I want my pussy licked by Gas Station Guy and I don't want to suck him off, does that make me selfish?

Maybe slightly, but I like to think of it more as my rules for men I am not dating.

I don't mess around for good reason. I am a horny little bastard and I would fuck everything that walked unless I put some restraints on myself. If I chose to throw the rules out the window then I know its cuz I really really really really really (did you get that? REALLY) want it.

That does not make me selfish.

Especially since Gas Station Guy knows the drill and still asks to eat me. I dont think I am being a horrible person if it works for us. It really is just between us, don't you think?

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Okay so, as my five or six regulars have likely gathered, I've had a fuckbuddy for a while now. In fact there's been some deliriously sublime sex.

The kind of sex I didn't believe in even.

The kind that my sister suggested might be my body trying to tell me something. Actually, she suggested that back when I dumped him the first time.

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Izabelle

One day I'm hanging about in my apartment, and the phone rings. I'm greeted by the tones of her wonderful voice.

Izabelle. Dear, dear Izabelle.

Lucky for her, I'm still naked because I've yet to properly start my day.

"I'm in bed," she says, a new approach to the few phone chats we've had. Before this moment, she'd first replied to my blog, and soon the words flowed out of us like an opened dam until hearing each other's voices became undeniable.

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A Fitting for a Wedding

I knew then and there I had to see this guy naked or at least in his underwear. I decided to pull a trick on this Adonis that I had pulled on a few other guys in the past. Sometimes it didn't work but others it did, so I decided to give it a try. He was pulling off his jacket as he asked me where he could hang it up. His chest was so broad. I could hardly believe it, but every muscle under his tight blue sweater was visible. I swallowed hard and pointed him to a hook to hang his jacket.

I decided if I was going to do it now was the time to try and get this stud out of his clothes. "Okay, I'll need you to strip down so we can get a proper fitting."

"Strip down for my fitting? I've never heard of that," said the Adonis as he flashed me a big smile.

"Well, it ensures a proper fitting," I lied.

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I Can't Believe It's June!

I've learned so much about myself from these men who made appearances in my life. And I don't have any sad feelings or regrets when I think about them.

And I thank you too for being part of my journey. No one tells you what it's like to grow up.. the hurt and the pain, building a life independent of your parents. Finding friends, a family of your own choosing.

The affair with MM ended months before our actual conclusion.

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See also: Sugasm #85: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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Everyone talks about June brides—but what about the grooms, without whom there wouldn't be brides in the first place? This week, we present some of our favorite moments from the sex blog scene to find out what happens after the honeymoon is over. Hubbies tap their gold bands only to lure the advances of single women; some revel in the shame of cuckoldry as others rejoice in sharing their spouses with friends; still others prefer time alone with the boys. And then there are the odd fellows who prefer their sex on the monogamous side.

Jump over the broom with Jefferson after the ... er, jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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A Postmodern Marriage

I've been conducting experiments using my wedding ring, making a conspicuous display of my newfound bling when talking to chicks. It hasn't put anyone off—if anything, it's had the opposite effect. Perhaps this says something sad about the world.

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Dirty Talking Girl

Often things seem erotic to us because of a juxtaposition in values. A "virgin" bride pulls up her dress to reveal her ornate garter, or a mother bends over revealing a rack that would make a porn star envious. Is it any wonder that the "good girl gone bad" template is so arousing for me?

That's because you're a classy lady who likes raunchy sex. And tonight I want you to fully act the trashy slut.

Talk dirty to him.

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When Joe Brought Suzy Home 3

"Show me how you fuck her," said his girlfriend as all 8 hard inches of his cock slid through her hand and slowly disappeared into the pink, wet depths of my wife's dripping pussy. Cindy groaned with pleasure as they both savored that first long, slow penetration. Joe sighed, "Ahh . . . ," as he bottomed out, his fat pole buried deep in her pussy, their light brown pubic curls mingling at their intersection.

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No New Contract Yet

Lynn called me to come into the room for my spanking, then requested I retrieve a different chair than normal, and some shoes for her feet to be elevated. She smiled in a very self-satisfied way as she slowly put the shoes on, as I stood silently beside her. She requested I obtain the bath brush, but kept the lexan paddle beside her also.

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Ownership

The word—ownership—instantly caught my attention but it is in the days and weeks since that it has continued to percolate and grow richer with time. I have spent much time rejecting ownership of my gayness in ways big and small. I am reduced to Sis reminding me to do what I choose and to Carrie reminding me to read my own blog. I remind myself that I must first own my own life: then the rest will follow. And the twin of ownership—the good twin—is to embrace.

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Ah, That's Better!
My cock got hard pretty quickly. TW was still sleepy and was asking me what I was up to. When she reached down and felt my cock, she knew. We touched and kissed for a few more minutes before TW turned her back to me and I took up my position. I reached down and rubbed my cock across her pussy lips. I then spread her out and entered her. DAMN! It felt so good to be back inside her.
- Over Forty Married Sex

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See also: Sugasm #84: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

You only get one chance to make a first impression. (Wait, did we say that right?) Casting a fresh eye over the best in sex blogs, we find many first glances that linger—the date that continues through breakfast, the boyfriend's boyfriend who knows what a girl likes, and the client who makes sex work hot again. Stay tuned for news of second comings.

Take a first look with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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Sunk to a New Low

A beacon of light came in around eleven-thirty—a cute boy with a beard, around my age. Around my age! "Hey, cutie, get over here," I said, a line I never use. It's my luck that most of the customers I find attractive are mostly not interested in getting shows with me. He smiled and kept walking. I waited to see if he would circle around and walk by again, and he did, but he didn't look at me. At quarter to midnight, I packed my bag up to leave.

- Diary of a Peepshow Girl

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Curves—A Love Story

When he saw her walk into the bar—How long ago was it? Fourteen years now?—that first time his jaw hung low and he felt a stirring in his groin that he hadn't felt in a long time. She wasn't like the other girls at his university or like the girls that flirted with him at the restaurant where he waited tables. She was—more.

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Burned Deep and Slippery

I stayed the whole night. We stood naked in his kitchen as he dished up apple pie and chocolate ice cream that we ate in his bed in the middle of the night. We listened to good music in dim light from candles that had burned deep into themselves long before I got there. He explored every inch of my body, and I his, slowly and without inhibition. He pulled up my arm and licked my armpit, looked at me and smiled. He said, "That was the only part of you I hadn't yet tasted."

- As the Crow Flies . . .

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Foot Worshipper

Last night I had the pleasure of dominating "slave karl" for three hours. When he opened the door to let me in, I almost, almost wished it were a regular escort call. He was that handsome. Tall, strong, clean-smelling, smiley, easy-going, kind. I finally got to use some of Marvin's gift on somebody new, binding him in various ways, mostly where his ass and balls would be exposed for whipping. At one point he bent over and asked me to let him have it on behalf of the Patriarchy. I whipped him a bit too hard with my cattails, leaving marks on his hips, which he didn't seem to mind.

- Compartments

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Geeks on a plane, Purse power, Fleshlight and Cello

This guy is fucking me. We in a serious rut. I've already cum. But he doesn't stop. And I don't stop him. He's got my ass on a pillow and he's plowing into me. Of course, I'm in la-la land.

Then he sighs, pulls out and stands up. His cock is rock hard. He reaches under his bed and pulls out something that looks like a grey flashlight.

"This is how I usually cum."

Still standing he slides his dick into the device and goes at it.

- Geekslut

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Good Day

This was already a good day—and when DG came to the door of his house to greet me, he was ending a phone conversation.

"That was Reid. He's on his way over."

I knew who he was talking about. Reid and DG had . . . been together—two men wanting to find out what it's like to be with another man. DG is all about experiences—the perfect man for me. Apparently, Reid was just as keen to explore. DG and I have wanted another man to share our bed, and Reid seemed like an excellent candidate—and now he was on his way.

- La Fille Mariée

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Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Jeepers, creepers, what are you doing with those peepers? If you're anything like the bloggers in today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the interweb this week, it's something pretty darn naughty. Whether it's hot webcam action, some back alley voyeurism, or watching the wife writhe and moan at a sex party, these writers know that a little sexy rubbernecking works all the right muscles. After all, who doesn't like to watch?

Spy Chelsea Girl with your little eye after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl

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Spent

I could see my cunt on the screen, sinking down on the rubber cock. But seeing his words, knowing his was watching set my skin on fire. I needed to feel his touch. To feel his cock pulsing inside me. His hands in my hair, his voice in my ear. Controlling me. This was not ths same, but it would have to do for now. I stared at his words, reading them while I started to grind on the cock.

He wanted me to fuck him. To watch me fucking his cock. To see my face, to watch my body tremble and my power slip away. He wanted me to surrender to him. Once more.

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Below

I slowly, carefully, leaned out to look over them. I'd never seen it before in person, never seen two men with each other. When it's in a movie, I just close my eyes until it's over. I found the strength to watch for a little while. It wasn't too bad. Just another type of head bobbing on a man's midsection. I moved more of my body over the pillows and looked over them straight on. The lighter-voiced man, probably about twenty-three or so, fantastically good looking in a way that gay men seem to have a monopoly on, leaned on the opposite wall with his eyes closed, biting his lip. His head bent back a second and I leapt back, worried that he would open his eyes and see me. I gave it a few seconds, wondering what I was doing, and went back out.

"Fuck me," I heard, suddenly, in the light voice. "Fuck me."

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Looking For a Shot, Part 1

"Lick it...I dare you to lick it." Coolspot's eyes lit up devilishly, her mouth turned at its ends with a smirk. Her smooth tanned thigh arched precariously towards me.

Her short shorts exposed the slender stems of sun kissed flesh. Her ample plump cleavage jiggled in their tank top as she presented her thigh to me. A single solitary drop of melted ice cream slid down her inner thigh slowly.

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The Ninth Post

She bent down and put the glass of water on the floor. We looked at each other and she was flushed. She pulled her skirt up and pulled her panties down and let them drop around her ankles. She bit her lip. I bit mine. She looked at me again, as I stared at her panties. I could see the outline of my hard cock in my jeans. She could see it, too.

"Do you want to go to your bedroom?" she asked.

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Tess and Victor and Amber and Tony or Why Two Plus Two Doesn't Always Equal Four

Victor, as usual, started out rough. I could feel Amber and Tony's eyes on us as Victor began his usual routine: slapping my face hard enough to make me whimper, dragging me by my hair to the bed, demanding that I take my clothes off, bruising my lower lip with his sharp demonic teeth and growling that I was his bitch, his dirty little slut. I could also feel that they were a little overwhelmed by the scene taking place before them. Tony has been telling me he's dominant but I never really believed him and while there are certainly many levels of dominance, Tony's hovered around tugging at Amber's hair and swatting her behind, so our scene was more than they were prepared for.

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Three for Three: Part 17

Kristie settles into the pillows, face first inches from a man on her left and a woman on her right. She wiggles her ass. I dive right in, pulling her dress aside and unzip myself, thankful for any amount of time free from the constraints of my pants. Dick in hand while the others disappear from view, I push inside my beautiful wife. Every sense focuses on her... just her... sliding in and out, adding her voice to those around me... oh shit. Everyone around me creeps back in, quickly, drowning her out.

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See also: Sugasm #83: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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