Sex Blog Roundup: Ho-ho-holiday Pranksters

Every family's got the jokester, the trickster, the kookie cousin who turns things upside down for fun. Guess what? We've got 'em too. Join AlwaysArousedGirl after the cut and see for yourself.

These pranksters seem to ignore the fact that Santa's peeping over their shoulders. Or maybe they just don't care. In any case, the bloggers in this week's round-up of hard-on inducing stories have plenty of experience with holiday tricksters. They embrace their inner imps by playing puppy, ignoring their lovers' pleas for release, and decorating with icing in some decidedly naughty places. But sometimes the tables are turned, making our tricksters worry that the pranks will be on them.

Read on for tales of those on this year's naughty list.

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Tricky Combinations

Last night, Boy equaled Puppy all over the apartment. Boy chased ball. Boy ate dog food (lump turkey jerky, pepper flavor) and then lapped water from a bowl. Boy wagged his tail. Boy wagged his tail a lot. Boy pounced on my feet and had to be reprimanded and pulled around by his collar, and then Boy spent so much time sniffing at my crotch that I eventually had to undo my pants and let him see what was in there.

—The Daring Adventures of Switch and Boy

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Winter Bliss

"Kiss my mouth while you stroke me" he commanded.

He licked the palm of my hand and moved me back to his cock, past his gently rounded abdomen, then pulled me closer to him. My saliva slickened palm rubbed the head of his cock in slippery circles while I teased his mouth with tender kisses. Only a moment or two had passed when he whispered against my mouth, his tongue intermittently tangling with mine.

"God I want to fuck you!"

I kissed him a little more, pretending not to hear him. I moved my tongue to my palm and licked it, making sure to keep it moist while I teased and tantalized him.

—The Butterfly Temptress

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This Old House

For instance, were i able (and willing) to take each of you on a tour of the House of Deity, seeing as you are here under the kinkiest auspices, i would be able to fully boast of the ways i've been able to use everyday objects for devilish intentions.

I'd take you to the bedroom, where i would point out the black, scrolled metal bed purchased from Ikea many years ago. To the average eye, it looks like a nice, Gothic setting for nighttime slumbering, but from the deviant's perspective they could immediately see how the long bar on the top and all the curly, metallic scrolls provides this sadistic mind plenty of anchorage.

We'd continue on to the kitchen where there sits a common wooden bar stool. Nothing kinky about that, you might say. Not so fast, friend. That stool serves as a very economical spanking bench. With a little rope, my girl is appropriately fashioned to it and given no choice but to stick her cute little tushy up and out.

—The lustful quality of watching her erotic demise

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Fiction - The Date, Part One

I wasn't sure exactly how to do it, the first move is so hard to make organic and casual. I shifted in my seat, moving a little closer to her. She pulled her skirt to cover some of the expanse of skin between where her socks ended and it began and settled closer to me, so that our shoulders just brushed.

When our bodies touched for that second we turned and faced each other. It was the moment. I moved in and she moved in, and then everything in the world faded and it was just the taste of her vanilla lip gloss and the softness of her kiss and my hand on her side as she turned in to give herself to the kiss fully.

It was perfect, a long slow kiss. Just the slightest brush of our tongues together, the sweetness of her mouth and the lingering spice of our dinners and her cherry coke.

—writingdirty

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Have Yourself a Sexy Little Xmas

Baking gingerbread is a tasty holiday tradition, but this year you can introduce a new twist. Treat your partner to his or her own giant, you-sized cookie! Get a tube of icing or dust yourself with icing sugar and decorate yourself up — better yet, make an evening of it and decorate each other — clearly outlining essential areas with icing. Remember to be careful not to get sugar too close to or inside any vaginas — yeast infections are not very festive. But feel free to put icing on all your other body parts: draw patterns like snowflakes on nipples or create a festive scene on a tummy or back. The best part of this will be licking the icing off - because, honestly, how else are you supposed clean it up?

—the s spot

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Hard Limits

I cleared my throat.

"C," I demanded, "Did you just pass Ava something?"

C looked sweet, wide-eyed, and defiant, and nodded.

I sighed. "Then you have just given aid and succor to the enemy. I'm afraid that makes you a prisoner, too." I gestured to the class. "Ladies and gentlemen, please take the appropriate action." Suddenly there was another goldfish dropped in the piranha tank, and I had two naked prisoners now in my class.

Which proved to make a very interesting, challenging, and fun class, with them conspiring to escape, dealing with predicament bondage, being two hot naked chicks comforting each other through clamps and spankings and hair pullings and rope and me doing my best to look as if I was in complete control the whole time. Of course, inside I'm thinking "If I'm not careful I'm going to end up hogtied on the floor in my own rope" but I'll never admit it.

—Best Sex Bloggers

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· Thumbnail star Kacey Jordan (myxxxpass.com, via Ask Jolene)
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