Tick, tick, tick ... Time flies when you're having fun, whether you're sneaking in a quick one under the deadline or having the time of your life—and as we're all too well aware,it waits for no man (or woman). Good thing there's no need to wait around in vain: today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the web this week takes the fast track to sex that's all in good ... uh, time. (Knew that was coming, didn't you?)
Put your big hand on the twelve and your little hand on the six with Chelsea Girl after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl
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Nipple Clamps Use #4032: Fucking the Crazy Out of Your Wife
I had myself a little freak out last night, and went to bed with a million things clamoring for my attention, one of which was my husband. It's about That Time of the Month, and hubby wanted to make sure he could slide in *cough* before the deadline.I was so not in the mood. I was exasperated, frustrated, irritated and completely unable to focus. I wanted to. His dick looked marvelous. His lips were soft and inviting. And then my mind would wander off into cranky land, and I'd have to yank it back again...
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The train continued to rumble on as we explored each other, teasing nipples massaging breasts and butts hands slipping under clothing seeing how far the other would dare to go... it ended with me straddling her waist with my fingers exploring her pussy as she teased one of my nipples with her tongue... and traced tingling patterns with her nails along my back. The announcement binged saying the next station was in 5 minutes, she pulled back, "That's my stop" I snuck my free hand into her hair and tilted her head back and gave her one last lingering kiss...
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I hadn't noticed the thin straps of nylon belting slipping under the mattress until it was far too late. She had used my lust against me, enthralling me blindly into her desire. My arms and legs now confined to a frozen mid air rendition of a jumping jack. The straps stretch me across the mattress like a medieval rack.
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He will be home within an hour.
I quickly go and have a shower, then ensure the house is tidy and clean, filling the kettle and placing two mugs on the bench with tea bags in them, ready for His arrival.
I then sit and wait patiently, my hair barely dry, my skin still smelling of His favourite body wash and moisturiser.
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I finally did it.
After many years of having sex, making love, fucking, getting a knee trembler, rubbing one out, burying the brute, getting wooed, screwed and tattooed....well, I finally got it right.
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Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive