Let's celebrate the weekend by switching off our busy minds and lining up for those who take the lead. Is you lover going out of town? How nice to find a "to do" list of fantasies while he's away. Cranky and irritable? Your bickering is curtailed with a firm nudge to the bedroom. Discovered skinny dipping? Drip dry over wine and whispered sweet nothings. Just steer clear the persistent pests, please ... because sex bloggers go on to tell the tales.
Slip into the passenger seat with Jefferson after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson
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Why do we have to let other people bring us down and depress us? Fuck them and fuck you. We've both let these petty issued that people can not address themselves and dumped them on us. So before things get a little out of hand. I formulated a little plan. Once we reached the bedroom, I was going to take charge of the situation and lay down the law . . . in this case I was going to lay down some good 'ol fashioned fucking.
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Then one night, I was high, yet again (imagine that!). He had been bugging me and bugging me to have sex with him . . . had all sorts of logic, said he loved me, wanted me, thought me sexy, our love making in all other ways was so hot, wouldn't it be fun? I remember lying in bed next to him and thinking . . . ok . . . what the heck, why not? I am curious and he seems safe and all. He loves me and I sure love him so . . . sure.
- Ex-Courtesan in Translation (Again)
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One guy came in and started kissing me. He didn't kiss really well but I didn't care cause I didn't really want to kiss him anyway. I was more interested in what he had in his pants, but he wasn't letting me at it yet. No, instead he had his hands all over me feeling me up slipping his fingers in my pussy. I was wondering about the other guys.
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Here are 20 scenarios that you may wish to consider in my absence. Each one appeals to me, though some more than others--of course. Yet I find them all intensely arousing.
Do they interest you: Yes or no?
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The next evening, I bought a bottle of wine and headed off to see my French beauty. I offered my name through the awful shriek of an obviously damaged intercom and was buzzed up. When I got to the door, however, it was not Agnes who answered, but rather her roommate--Nadine. I was a bit flustered, since Agnes hadn't mentioned she had a roomie---but she obviously had told Nadine all about me.
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Kristin had to work late, so I decided to go for a quick swim before she got home. I went out to the pool house to grab a towel and turn on the pool lights. I figured I had about an hour before Kristin would return and I had left my bathing suit in my room, so I decided skinny dipping was in order.
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