Sex Blog Roundup: The Only Way To Travel

The thrill of joining the Mile High Club, the excitement of what lies (and gets laid) on the road ahead ... what's sexier than those furtive fucks that take place in the pulse-quickening rush of travel? All that giddy rush of discovery, that closeness of quarters, that pressure of time, that possibility of being escorted off by the Air Marshall. The bloggers in today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the web this week talk about sex on the road and in the air ... anywhere the earth moves, literally.

Place your tray table in its upright locked position and join your flight attendant Chelsea Girl after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl

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The Pick Up

I run into the terminal and approach the other group of limo drivers awaiting their clients. I get stares from every one of them. All men. They look at me as if I'm out of place and well, I am. Here I am, a petite little thing. I'm dressed in a short black skirt and high heels. I'm wearing a nice black uniformed shirt with my cleavage busting out. I even have the cute little drivers cap to go with it!

- Pandora's Seductions

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Mile High Club

A few years ago I had to travel to Europe to see some family. It was a long trip and a good slice of it took part at some sort of nighttime. When you pass over so many time zones, your concept of night is another's concept of midday. Whatever it was, the sky was dark and the lights were dimmed.

- Wanklog

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An Open Letter to My Lover

Alone in another crowded airport in another foreign city silently cursing the gods of air for the dratted mechanical failure that kept me from you.

God, so close, an hour by air, that's all that separated us.

So, I sat and I waited and I cursed some more as I softly rubbed my tummy to help calm the butterflies working overtime in there, fluttering their wings in wild abandon, and I had to laugh at myself for allowing that silly bout of nerves to creep in on me.

- Salacious Desires

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The Mile Club

Into the air we went. I watched the lights of Atlanta disappear under the clouds. The seat belt light came off. Drinks were ordered, movies turned on, legs were stretched.

Dan turned to me and said, "We need to have a talk."

About what?

"About your bratty and emotional attitude."

- A Spanking Good Yime

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Meeting in a Car--Part 1

In the midst of her pondering , the car door swung open, and he slid into the seat next to her.

She was slightly taken aback -- despite having thought of little else than this moment for the past few days. At the last minute, her mind had wandered, and she'd found herself wondering about parking in the city, of all the trivialities that could have occupied her mind at the time.

- Evil Minx

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