Sex Blog Roundup

Today's Sex Blog Roundup sneaks a peek at the men who pay to get laid and the women who take their money. Enter this virtual bordello and read tales of a submissive hard-body ballerina, a girl breaking her escorting cherry, a guy embracing his inner john, and other frothy and tinkly tidbits of leather and lace.

Let Chelsea Girl be your madam of the moment after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl

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Back to the Ballerina

The ballerina sat on the chair in front of me, and I told her to bring her legs up onto the chair and spread them so I could see her better. She did so and I got a better look at the white panties in front of me. I began to rub her through the panties. She closed her eyes, letting out a soft, satisfied sigh. I then told her to masturbate in front of me, and brought her hand down to her pussy, putting it inside her panties...

- Confessions of a New York "John"

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Sexual Pique

When my patron saint opened the door, he had me up against the wall before I could drop my bag, or my bottle of water, or my little bag of wasabi peas (I hit the bodega before I arrived). I dropped the bag. Dropped the bottle. Lost a shoe. Wasabi peas all over the place. And once he let me down, we couldn't keep our hands off of each other...

- Fallen Girl Falling

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1999, Part 2

She was all natural. Big bouncy self supporting breast, big ass, narrow waist, flat stomach. She wasn't at all muscular and I thought she didn't even need to work out. She was very pale but went to the beach recently. She had a very clear, very contrasting bikini mark. She said she was Polish.

I was like in a candy jar, all 5'10 of it, and didn't know what to take and where to start...

- LA Player

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Little Tease

I opened the box. Inside there was a sheer black push-up bra, g-string, garter belt and black silk stockings. The stockings were my fixation. The other things were pretty tarty, if you asked me, which was fine, but the legwear was expensive and beautiful.

Of course everything was the proper size. The Gentleman keeps notes...

- Sugarbaby Weekly

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Country Night on the Red Couch

"You are very beautiful, and you are oh so soft, and you are very good at this!", I said to her as we wound down from our half hour dance in the club's VIP lounge.

It was the perfect storm of falling off the wagon...

- Semi-Celibate Erotica

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Specific Gravity

Annie's rubbing the precome round the head of my shaft with a slippery finger. My hard nipples are cooling from her saliva; my belly evaporates wet trailing down to my cock, to my thighs, to my balls: sticky from her mouthing, sucking, bouncing them on the flat of her tongue. Still warm, my perineum. Still warm, my rim...

- Viewing the Local Antiquities

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My Worst Sex Worker Experience to Date

This afternoon, a brand new client called me. He was polite and didn't try to monopolize my time as I prepared the transaction. Every detail went through perfectly; I called him and we easily slid into play time. He explained his fetish for seeing and hearing women urinate. "Golden showers" and the like is pretty common-but this client was clearly more devoted to the sound, smell, and taste of female urine than most...

- Lipstick Explosion

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Thumbnail via Fallen Girl Falling

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