Sex Blog Roundup

Teeth scrubbed, pillow fluffed and laptop juiced ... it's almost time for night-night, and we've got the bedtime stories as told by the storytellers of the sex blogs: Chapter one opens with past lovers, letting us know how to handle the best while remembering the rest; chapter two fills us with longing for lovers spied and those awaited; and chapter three sends us off to a slumberland filled with wet dreams.

Join Jefferson under the covers after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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Fiction: Pam's Lover Manual

To Pam's new lover, Hello, I am Pam's first boyfriend after she divorced her husband. If you are reading this it's because Pam plans to fuck you. Actually she plans to have you fuck her, which might not seem like a difference now but you'll soon find out.

- Shon Richards

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#7

Good kissing I think, but I've had better since. Really terrific cunnilingus. So long ago, I don't remember the first fuck. But I do remember March 1991; I was on top. We were in his loft bed the morning after his 21st birthday party. Yeah, oh yeah. I could reach up with my fingertips and scratch the ceiling as I came for the first time during sex. What a blessed, amazing, addictive thing. I almost wept with relief and gratitude. I could be one of Those Girls.

- WryGirl

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Watching

I slow down more and peer through the trees. It's two people. Oh well, so much for being alone out here. Then I look closer. The man has the woman backed up to a tree. I can see his hands roaming all over her body. Her arms are around his neck, her lips pressing frantically against his. Wow. I move into the woods a bit further, careful not to make any noise. I kneel down and look through the brush.

- Dirtylittlegirl

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Emanation

My pussy is ready for him. I run my fingers absently down my belly and in between my lips. I do this frequently, without thinking. He finds it amusing. Sometimes if I spend a little too long probing, he will ask me what I am doing. My standard answer is adjusting my ring. He knows better.

- Ambient Strom

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Thursday Night, Barcelona

My mind drifted back to the nights I would stand in my window and watch the goings on in the alleyway. I would turn my lights off, and scan the other houses with my eyes, as I looked for lighted windows, so I could secretly watch my neighbors. A young American Indian girl, a couple of years older than me, probably fifteen or sixteen, lived directly across from me. Most nights she would come into her room, flip on the lights, and change her clothes in front of the window.

- Something in the Hand ...

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Boy Kisses/Near Misses 3

I groan and feel myself burning up, wanting more, still holding tight control over myself. He bites back a whimper, only inciting me more. I take slow long lingering strokes of my body over his, nuzzling his neck nipping there. Flicking my tongue down over his shoulder, covering one flat nipple, I suckle like an infant. Adding a soft nip before pulling up enough to suck air over the bud, making it stand up hard

- Pretty Bullet, Shiny Toys

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