It's a resolution we can all get behind: more sex in 2010.
No matter how many intimate encounters you enjoyed in 2009, there's always room for improvement. Enjoy some tales from our favorite libidinous sex-bloggers as they round out the year in style and between the sheets. Never content with last year's successes, they're determined to make 2010 a year for the record books. Do support them in their efforts, won't you?
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The pussy smell would fill the car, and I would use my left hand to reach over and open the fly of his khakis as my right hand went under my panties into my wet cunt. I would play with it for a while, at the same time as pulled his hard cock out of his pants.
So there I am, legs splayed open, one hand on another man's cock, and one hand in my pussy. Although the precome spilling from his head would provide some lubrication, I knew we needed more.
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Luke stuffed his fingers into me, worked them in a mechanical yet effective fashion, until I squelched and dripped pure pleasure as I knelt over his lap. I simply closed my eyes and let go, without delving into the chances of orgasming. I actually didn't think about it and…I was overwhelmed by the electric pulse in my groin and the familiar warm undulations I usually experience during masturbation. Fuck, I thought, he made me come!
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She used just the tip of her tongue, tasting the tangy cream of this stranger. Slow, just lapping with the flat side of her tongue tip, and then faster- flicking it and circling it with her tongue. Sucking her clit between her lips, rubbing the flat of her tongue against the part of her clit that was caught in the suction, feeling her tremble and then letting go and starting over.
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The cold rain turns my nipples into tight hard nipples as he lift me, weightless in the water, up and down on his cock. I'm swimming in sensation, the pleasure overriding every last ounce of common sense as freezing rain pours over my naked body, drenching my hair, making my mascara run into thin spidery trails down my cheeks. But I couldn't care less. We arch, we moan, we writhe, we fuck, and it's electric.
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"You're a good little fuck toy"
I slid my finger beside it, teasing again, pulling away as she pushed herself closer, circling when she tried to find direct contact, and then, unexpectedly, rubbing her clitoral hood directly. She stiffened in a small orgasm.
I sat up again, letting her close her legs and she turned her head and asked, "I am allowed to come, aren't I, sir?"
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Really, I want to suck on those pussy lips all the time.
Then I wanted to watch her get fucked. There's something so nice about watching someone enjoy a good cock pounding, and being close to her face when his cock was in her pussy felt like a special privilege. She looked lovely being fucked. But I no longer wanted to share her.
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