Sex Blog Roundup: Real (And Sort-Of-Real) Sex

There's no substitute for the real thing ... or is there? No matter what's going on (or not going on) in the boudoir, the libido has a staunch ally in the imagination. In today's roundup of some of our favorite moments from the sex blog scene, we lift a curtain on the theater of fantasies, both those unlikely to be realized and those tantalizing few that seem almost within reach.

Walk in dreams with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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Caught in a Dream

She was there. Laying next to me in bed. She hadn't spoken, or even touched me, but she was there. I could feel her presence. I could smell her skin. I tried to wake up but my eyes would not open. I turned my body towards her but my eyes would still not open. I struggled, my arms weighted down. I reached for her, felt my arms moving, I couldn't be sure if they really were. I could not reach her.

- Bad Bad Girl

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Practice

I'd overheard a conversation at the bar the night before. Girls chattering away as they do, but this group was discussing blowjob technique. They'd had enough drinks that they were forgetting to be quiet about it. I listened and looked, thought about offering one of them a chance to practice. Preferably the curvy little blonde.

- Handsome, White Boy's Blues

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Honeymoon with Denise

Since I'm the groom I go first. Denise lies down on a couch and spreads her legs. I go up to her slowly and kiss her on the mouth, then work my down her body with kisses until I reach her pussy. I give her cunt lips a few tender kisses, then slowly start to lick it open. By now she is getting wet and I lick up all of the pussy juice I can get. Then I start licking her clit until she eventually tenses up and orgasms in my face. She is all wet and ready to fuck now.

- Masterjerker

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Strangelove

For two weeks, I have been having sex every day with a guy I have never met.

He's a writer . . . we have been using words to make love with . . . we talk on the phone most days.

I know his fantasies.

- The Love Quote

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Scent of a Woman

Sometimes it's a sight, long fingernails, their crimson color reminiscent of rose petals scattered a top a honeymoon bed, twisted into the crumbled white sheet, digging in for life, or a particular sound, the swish of the crop slicing the air before it hits the mattress just an inch away from your tender flesh, that stays in your mind leading to perfect recall of the experience. This time it was scent; the musk of my cunt so strong it obliterated everything else the moment I became aware of it, so strong I blushed wondering if he was aware of this unequivocal evidence of my utter arousal and if it was as intoxicating to him as it was to me.

- Urban Gypsy

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Bewitch Me!

I have this thing for witches.

It goes hand-in-glove with my love for sluts, tramps, whores and other "bad" girls. So let me tell you about how we might spend time together.

You're bewitching me, asking me where I would start with you.

- Polyamorously Perverse

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