Sex Blog Roundup: Expect The Unexpected

You know that tingle of excitement when you're about to do something bad (And by "bad" we mean "very, very good")? Madeline does, too.

Whether it's taboo, risqué or just plain dirty, this week's selected sex bloggers are being very, very bad. And getting very, very good at it. We've got peepers at the lingerie store, an al fresco tryst in the woods, and a good and rough blowjob, to whet your appetite. Oh, and speaking of wet, remind us to tell you about the guy who practically fisted his lady's bum.

Hmm, guess we just did.

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Dressing Room Voyeur

I remembered the curtain and turned to seal that gap; as my hand went up I noticed the waiting guy staring right at me. Very boldly.

Startled and embarrassed I jumped back, my heart racing. Wondering what he saw. Feeling self conscious of my body. In a minute my adrenaline rush cleared and I peered out cautiously. ... I saw him watching my space and he offered a tentative, flirtatious smile.

—This Could Be Dangerous

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Flirting With Submission, Part 2

I haven't always appreciated men shoving my head down onto their members, but something about Mark's combination of gentlemanly behavior and aggressiveness makes every feminine urge in me ignite. I loved the feeling of his hard cock in my mouth, his hands pulling my hair, positioning me where he wanted me, making me take more than I could handle till I choked on him. I keep getting wet again just thinking about it.

—The Adventures of a Sexy PTA Mom

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Making You Mine

"Do you need to come, little one?" I whisper. "Tell me... tell me if you need it..."

The tone is soft but the implication is still there. You know that your orgasm is entirely dependent now upon my will and you already realise that I'm going to make you beg. You know you'll surrender willingly.

—Dirtyboy's Dirty Thoughts

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The Canoe and the Knotty Branch

I set her down on a fallen, mossy log. She looked up to me as she sat down, as I started to bring my hands to my zipper and lower it with a smirk. She reached to unbuckle my leather belt and I dropped my clothes to my bare feet, held the growing girth of me in my hands, stroking her new boyfriend's dick, and slowly brought my cockhead to her pouty, willing mouth.

—Urban Roguery

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Maybe Next Time

I pull out of her and reach for the bottle of lube on the bedside table. She's still lying on her back with her forearms behind her knees, spreading herself wide, putting herself on show. A three-course gourmet feast of clit, cunt and arse.

—Northern Lights and Sleepless Nights

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He Wants to Cheat With Me . . . Again.

I literally forget whats going on and I have snap myself back to the present

Two sweet teas and a diet coke to table # 302, don't forget extra lemons.

I try so hard not to imagine him slamming into me, my hands grasping the nearest sturdy object to steady myself and crying out while his hands cut into me, their strong grip working with his rhythm to propel both of our satisfaction factors.

Just stop! Bread to bar top # 110.

—Allegory of an Underage Femme Fatale

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Thumbnail Star: Zsanett, courtesy of Teen Dreams (teendreams.com)
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