Yesterday marked the unofficial start of our favorite season, the season wherein girls wear skimpy, flowing dresses and men have a tendency to go shirtless. Join AwaysArousedGirl after the jump to see how some of our favorite sex bloggers celebrated the beginning of the nearly-naked season.
Teasing, trembling and titillation: three of the ways our featured sexy writers kept themselves occupied over the long weekend. Read along for taunting torment, toothsome torture and tantalizing trouble. And maybe some hot dogs and potato salad too. Celebrate summer!
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S straddled me, kissing my ears and neck then moving down to lick my nipples, all the while her right hand wrapped around my cock, stroking me to make me hard. Kissing her way down my stomach and taking my cock into her mouth. I was so worked up to see her I nearly came the second I felt her start giving me head.
I kept asking her to turn around so I could play with her pussy but she refused. "You'll get your chance," she said.
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As l climbed on top of him he grabbed me around the waist, pushing me down onto his lap. I leaned in to kiss him. This time it was much better than the parking lot. The pace of our making out became frantic. His hands were guiding my hips, grinding me onto his cock. R's hands left my hips but I continued bucking against him (I think I'd forgotten how good hot dry-humping - a horrible name btw - can be!) as one hand grabbed my hair and tugged and the other pinched my nipples. He freed them from the confines of my bra, biting and sucking them roughly (they hurt for days afterwards!)
Then he asked me what I wanted. I didn't answer but kissed him again. We played this game until he pulled my hair so I couldn't move to kiss him. So finally I gave in.
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For now, he only gets a hint of pink lace to let him know what's coming.
He is a man drawn in to cleavage. When he sees you, his eyes darken, his breath quickens, he leans in to press hungry kisses along your exposed collarbone. His rough stubble against your perfumed skin - he inhales your scent like he'd like to eat you. His hands steal into the top of your shirt to lift out your breasts still encased in sheer brown net. You can almost see his mouth start to water as he thinks about tasting your nipples. But this is your seduction - you push him away, tell him down, boy. You have your own idea of how things should go.
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A couple more deep thrusts saw him delivering his payload into me. Spen, he collapsed by my side eyes closed. He then turned his head, smiled at me and said "You dirty bitch".
"You bet," I replied.
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Alex undid the zipper on my knickers and I felt my legs spread involuntarily. His warm breath against my pussy excited me, and I felt him squirt more oil all over me, rubbing it into all the spaces. I could hear him rubbing his cock, jerking himself hard. As his friend continued to fuck my mouth I felt Alex push his cock into my pussy, I felt it glide right in, wet from all the oil.
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We had a bet one time (or maybe it was a challenge) where I said that there was NO way he could make me come if I didn't want to- without stooping to cheating by using the hitachi- but just by fucking, if I didn't wanna orgasm, I wouldn't.
See how I try and snatch control wherever I can? I'm such a dork.
Anyway, we had a terrific time proving me wrong. Over and over and over again. The fact is, I am a prisoner inside my own orgasmic needs because, try as I might to think of my mother naked and to count ceiling tiles, I lost.
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