Don't step out of line with AlwaysArousedGirl after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by AlwaysArousedGirl

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Loaner

"My Master asked me to call you. He said I'm coming to see you at your apartment tomorrow night and I'm to ask you for any instructions you might have."

Oh boy.

I most DEFINITELY had instructions.

I had seen photos of her curvaceous lovely body. So I told her to wear clothes that highlighted her cleavage.

I told her that her vocabulary would be limited to the words "yes, please" from the moment she entered my apartment.

I told her that I'd use a paddle on her ass if she broke that rule. I also told her when to arrive and cautioned that she'd receive one smack from the paddle for each minute she was late.

She was one minute late.

- No-Brow

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Another Evening Without an ASBO

'Yes, it's not bad, is it?' I said whilst stradding Greg's thick cock and grabbing onto the side of the tub. I love it for the way I can get into all sorts of acrobatic positions that I'd never be able to accomplish out of the water. The water was washing away my fluids as fast as I was producing them but once the big head of his cock slid through the entrance, he went in easily. We kissed and for a moment, it felt like it was just the two of us. We have a special kind of intimacy. Not the intimacy of two people who love each other but the intimacy of two people who have known each other a long time.

- Suzanne Portnoy

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The Baptism

The sensation of carnivorous, enveloping heat made him whimper, and the sister at his lips slipped a long, satisfied hissing breath into his mouth. Jean-Michel felt his soul abandon him, releasing a long-dormant beast within his heart. He reached beneath the surface and grabbed at Mary's exquisitely formed ass, pushing her onto his cock. Her hips rolled as she rode him, holding him tight with her legs, her tight, hot passage milking him. She gave a low growl and bit into his lower lip.
Pain and pleasure bloomed in equal measure. He savoured his own blood on his lips at the same time she did. The taste triggered something inside her, for she tilted back her bloody mouth and keened as her body shuddered violently.

- Remittance Girl

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Deeper

I felt it slowly slide between my legs. Moving from mid-thigh up towards my ass. Was I awake? I couldn't be. But I don't usually have such vivid dreams like this. It felt heavy and substantial. It was soft and yet firm. Then I felt a shift on the bed. Someone lowering themselves onto me. It was quick and precise. A hand on the back of my neck forcing my face down into the bed. I felt the full weight of their body on top of me. The thickness burrowing deeper between my legs.

- Defending the Raven

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My First (Proper) Kiss

Then she took my hand. She started slowly caressing my palm with her fingertips and nails. Rubbing my flesh in hers like a piece of clay. I was silent except for my tiny gasps for breath. I tried to focus all of the terror into my hand and let Sarah take it away, mash it in her soft fingers until it was nothing.

She lifted my arm and placed her soft, full lips against my palm. I sighed and felt a familiar excitement surge within me. She kept kissing my hand and caressing my wrist and arm. Teasing me with the promise of what her touch could be. I was on fire and I was still terrified.

- The Best Sex Bloggers

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Morning Bliss

Soon enough I turn up the vibrations, low at first, sliding it out a couple of times to run it over my clit, before turning it up high and ramming it in. I'm crying out as I cum over and over, clutching wildly at my pillow, at my headboard, writhing and thrusting my hips against an imaginary lover. I cannot contain my cries, nor do I want to, and I've long ago given up counting orgasms, as I normally lose count in the high twenties, and I'm probably already nearing that number.

- Even the Tightest Bonds are Sweetest Silk

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• See also: Sugasm #145: The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)
• Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

And as long as we're rolling with the 80's lyrics, shoot your mouth off with Madeline Glass after the jump; she'll show you what that hole is for.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Madeline Glass

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The Exhibitionist and the Voyeur Cross Paths

I resume my position. This time, my hand trails down my thigh and my legs part a bit. I idly run a finger up and down my wet slit. I see movement and I freeze. He got up and moved to a closer bench. He has abandoned his book; he is sitting there casually smoking, eyes narrowed and now staring blatantly at me with one hand on the bulge in his pants. Cocky fucker.

- This Could Be Dangerous

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The Pilot...part two

I leaned over and used my thumb to wipe away some of my wetness from his chin, and kissed him, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. Again he told me how hot I was, and told me how good I smelled. I raised his hand to my mouth again and sucked his damp fingers that had been inside of me.

- The Increasingly Risque Confessions of a Suburban Hotwife

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A Surreal Afternoon

I heard Jay say in the background, “You’ve got to make him cum.”

At this the stranger quickened his pace in my mouth, his long cock gagging me as it hit the back of my throat. I had one hand around his balls, squeezing and kneading while the other rested on is thigh. He reached down and clasped the hand I had on his thigh to prevent me from stroking him. Soon his hot cum was filling my mouth as I heard him moan above me.

When it was done, Jay had me on my back, still blindfolded and tossed a dildo at me.

“Fuck yourself. We want to watch you cum,” he said.

- Memoirs of a MILF

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Grand Slam

I would tease him the whole way back to my apartment. The teasing ranged from me talking suggestively to rubbing close to his cock on the outside of his pants. I love to watch a guys cock dance as I touch around it. His cock was rock hard and pitching a nice tent when we arrived at my place. However, my teasing wasn’t done quite yet. As we walked to the door, I would periodically rub up against him. He would react by grabbing my ass or other part of my body in an attempt to tease back. My last bit of teasing happened at my door. I acted like I was going to unlock the door and “dropped” my keys. This gave me a chance to bend over in front of him and rub my ass up against his cock. He gave my ass a good slap and told me I was going to get more of this.

- The Neighborhood Slut

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Intellectual Pursuits

My inner thighs are stretched—echoing the space where his body was just hours before—legs wrapped tightly around his waist or torso or tossed haphazardly over my head or his shoulders.

My pelvis feel abused, mashed repeatedly with his lean, taut frame.

My breasts are tender things—sensitive to the touch—remembering bouncing furiously as he took me and being held tightly to his chest.

My cervix has the dull ache of being battered from behind—the position where his cock slid in the very deepest.

My arms and shoulders tell the tale of being on all fours...

And how.

- The Seduction of Infidelity

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The Perfect Phrase

"How often do you fuck him?" I asked her again, wanting a response to a previous question she'd been vague on. I had my cock right up against her slit, ready to push in.

"More than you," she answered, practically spitting the answer at me. Her tone was exceedingly caustic.

But that was it, that perfect turn of a phrase that made the whole scene super charged. More than you. The implication in those three words, that she'd been giving him her body while denying it to me, made me weak in the knees. I plunged into her, and it wasn't two minutes later I was spurting inside that amazing pussy, her words still ringing in my ears.

- Sex.Life.Blog

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See also: Sugasm #143: The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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• ThingyNames.com (thingynames.com)

With Euro-style sensuality, Manuel Ferrara said, "I don't think there is one performer who's jerked off as much as I have. As I still do, actually. But I think passion, really being horny and really wanting to have sex — it's so important."

But what about love?

· Playgirl (playgirltv.com)

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