The bloggers in today's roundup of some our favorite recent sex writing on the interweb aren't the kind of folks who turn the lights off or keep their eyes shut during sex: they perv their partners and their partners' parts and scrutinize, leer, and ogle throughout. One writer admires her boyfriend's stiff cock, another enjoys the look on her lover's face, and a third hopes that her master's punishment won't be too severe; elsewhere, a horny traveler tries to avoid the gaze of a curious passer-by, and one salacious husband puts himself in a perfect position to watch his wife's face. So what are you looking at?
The eyes have it with Always Aroused Girl after the jump.
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by Always Aroused Girl
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I felt like a deer in headlights. You were unable to take your eyes from me, and the feeling was quite mutual. My chest heaved in anticipation of your next move, heaving my heavy breasts up and down. You removed your top, and my pussy further soaked my scarlet knickers. I couldn't wait to feel your skin against mine, your cock inside me, your lips torturing my neck, alternating soft kisses and sharp bites.
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I stood, clutching the magazine for a little bit. The old man kept staring; my pussy began tingling. "Hold that thought," I replied.
Passing cars made hearing difficult. D stroked. I knew it. His tone descended. Throaty, aroused, ready to fuck. I ducked into an alcove along a stinky street; trash, I thought. The smell of molded bread, take out food and piss combined, and it added to the sleaze quotient. If anyone heard, in passing, I wouldn't care.
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When I felt she was ready for more, I moved her onto the bed. I had her lie down on her back across the bed with her head just at the edge. In this position I could stand over her face and lower my balls down to her mouth or climb on top of her and face her from the front while doing the same. We've done this before, the difference was I had used pvc bondage tape to tape her wrists to her thighs so that she was at my mercy.
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I piled up several pillows against the head of the big bed to make sure he's comfortable. I sent him my most coquettish smile and slowly, very slowly made my way down his body, showering him with gentle kisses, until I saw this beautiful cock in front of me. but I resisted it this time and kept kissing the inside of his tighs. he rolled to one side, so that I got better access to his firm ass. I was breathing out hot air and tickling him with the tip of my tongue.
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And then there was that look on his face, the look of greedy joy I feared and loved, the intent pleasure-seeking concentration I felt so possessed by, and there was the way I wanted to see him feel more of that, to know that I made him feel that way, to feel like his spirit throbbed as he tried as hard as he could to show every bit ohis cock right up into me and then out again, so he could keep feeling me squeeze and rub the tip with the tight muscles of my cunt.
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And now here she is, standing in front of that man, and listening to his stern voice telling her what he is going to do. Her knees tremble. She is not sure she can go through with this. She has a desire to flee, to run out of the door and not come back. Yet she cannot bear to think of the expression on her Master's face if he hears that she has done such a thing.
- Confessions of an English Gentleman
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See also: Sugasm #102: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)
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