Who says sex isn't a spectator sport? (Er, not us, but we're sure there are some folks out there who might think that's the case.) After all, we all like to watch, ogle or sneak a peak ... otherwise, you probably wouldn't be sitting in front of your computer reading this. With treats like cuckolded husbands, devilish vibrators, and must-see T.V., today's roundup of some of our favorite writing in the sex blog scene this week is a feast for sore eyes ... even if it might make some of your other parts sore in the process.
Bust a cold hard stare with Chelsea Girl after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl
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My back is arching and my eyes are rolling back into my head so far I swear I could see my brain.
Man, I rode that cock like I was riding a bucking bull whose 'nads were on fire.
I'm laying there spent with cock still in me when I hear this voice.
"Was it as good for you as it was for me?"
I snap my eyes open and there is this guy standing at the foot of my bed....
- Madame X
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I straddled her face with my balls in her mouth. She sucked them while stroking my pole furiously. Neither one of us heard her husband enter the room, nor cared. She had come awake from her nap horny for more, after the athletic fuck we'd enjoyed earlier that afternoon. She brought me awake by first carressing me to hardness and then painting my cock with her tongue.
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The Trollop's Guide to Sex and Cake
Will you crouch behind me and scoop off the brandy with your tongue?
Or would you rather lie underneath me with your face positioned directly under my juicy, throbbing cunt, so that you can watch my flesh twitch as droplets of smoky liquid flow teasingly over my sensitive privates.
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I asked Jack to sit in the middle of the couch. He looked up at me with one eyebrow raised, already clued in that something was up. I smiled at him saucily and dropped trou, then laid across him on the couch, pillow propped so I could still watch TV. Darling Jack then had a lapful of delectable ass to pet while he continued to watch TV.
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She is suspended in a hog tie, three or four feet off the ground. Ropes attach to the leather corset around her waist, the joined cuffs on her ankles and wrists, and the leather harness on her head. She is secure, dangling, swinging ever so slightly.
Out of the corner of her eye the girl she sees the Lady rise from her chair and walk around behind her....
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I'd make her watch me push the fabric over her thighs, hips, waist. I wanted her to feel my teeth on her skin, her eyes watching me as I marked her. I wanted to have her in the dressing room. Bent over, dress up and over her ass while I fuck her hard and fast, driving her into the side of the small room, one hand entangled in the back of her hair while I take her with enough force to leave bruises on her thighs.
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